Dragon-Marked War God

The Oriental glance was slightly blurred, and he looked at Heron Rong with a smile. The shadow of the corner of his mouth was soft and smug, overflowing with words and tables.

He has been waiting here for many days, just to wait for the appearance of Heron Rong. No one knows that, on the original prayer temple, he had already raised his heart to Heron Rong. If Big Brother Eastern Lianshuo could take over the marriage with the Heron family, he would surely win the pursuit and propose directly to Heron Rong, but Big Brother did not get what he wanted. Even Eastern had to choose to give up, so Eastern Lianshuo went away, and he stayed here all the time, expecting Heron Rong to get out of the Heron family.

At this moment, the Orient is the Emperor who does not bear the heart, finally let him wait for this moment, his wolf ambition is also obvious.

Oriental even the corner of the mouth is incredibly cold, making Heron Rong's face slightly cold. This guy, at this time, is not going to do it against himself?

“How dare you? Well, aren't you afraid the Hurlens will kill you Orientals? ”

Heron Rong snorted coldly.

“Ha-ha-ha, I'm looking forward to this day. If you Hurleyns kill our Oriental family, aren't you my slave? If you listen to me, maybe I'll let you be my concubine, and if you don't, gaggle, you know the consequences, you little girl, I really like it tight. ”

Oriental Lian Yi Mo fist rubbed his palm, approached Heron Rong step by step, smiled and made Heron Rong vomit for a while.

“Never! ”

Herren Ronger said with arrogance that her strength had reached the late stage of the realm of divine honor. Although she could not compete with those who were strong in the realm of divine empires, such strength, in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and even in Zhongzhou Shenzhou, was absolutely powerful. Throughout the Herren family, she was considered one of the most powerful teenage geniuses after Herren Zhang Yang and others.

Heren Ronger Rong School is delicate and habitual, in the Heren family, in a high position, naturally does not see anyone, even the Oriental family's son, so what?

“What a stubborn little girl, Master Ben likes your struggling little look, I can't wait, gaggle. ”

Oriental leaps straight to Heron Rong. His body is like electricity. His strength is like a rainbow. His strength is much stronger than Heron Rong's. He is even about to reach the peak of the realm of divine dignity. He has a long sword in his hand and takes Heron Rong straight.

Herren Rong-er had a delicate sip, but she was also reluctant to show weakness. Her hands were stamped continuously. A powerful stamp approached her. Though Eastern Lianshuo was not in shock, I didn't expect this little woman to be so hot.

“Fourteen states with one sword! ”

Oriental sword buzzing, shaking the back of the intestine, a sword was brisk, so that Heron Rong was completely devoid of the use of martial arts, the stamp in his hand was repeatedly changed, but he still couldn't resist this crazy sword, eventually her clothes were cut off half, legs and arms, all revealed, a snow-white skin, made Oriental eyes more radiant, even coveted three feet long ago.

Herren Rongdun's time changed rapidly, trembling, a delicate body, and even some clothes were unshadowed.

Herren Rong retreated and retreated, but was locked in tight by the Orient. There was no chance of escape at all. Even Herren Rong began to cry in her heart, but she was afraid, afraid to face this devilish Orient, she did not know what to do.

“Ha-ha-ha! You little nigga, I see how you got out of my hand today. ”

Oriental smile was so bright, step by step, scared that Heron Rong was already a colorless, fearful inside. She never thought she would be so insulted, even humiliated, when she left the Heron family this time. Her fantastic world was greatly threatened, and the beautiful expectations of love between Aunt Moon and Aunt Luna were all turned into empty talk. At this moment, she was about to face a wolf beast like a tiger, maybe her next second, she had no face to live in the world...

“Little beauty, you're mine now, Gaga. ”

Oriental Lianyi is like a hungry tiger, rushing directly towards Herrian Rong, Herrian Rong step back, constantly trembling all over his body, beautiful face white, this Oriental Lianyi is actually trying to humiliate her, at this time, even if Herrian Rong is naive and rotten, he knows where this Oriental Lianyi is.

Looking at it, Oriental Lianyi is about to fall to Herrian Rong. At this moment, a cold light, turbulent, directly standing in front of Oriental Lianyi, Oriental Lianyi time changed face, cold sweat took a direct risk, some were directly frightened shriveled.

“Grasshopper! Get the fuck out of here! ”

Oriental dry mouth said that the sword was so weird that he had never heard of it. He had never seen it before. He was from Kendo, but he had never seen such a hegemonic sword, and only his big brother, Oriental Lianshuo, could be so powerful.

At this moment, a young man with big swords with white hair slowly came out, with a cold colour in his eyes, decisive to kill, cold as frost, no emotion, cold face, ruthless.

For a moment, the Orient and Heron Rong were all in shock.

“Get out!”

The white-haired man said coldly and seemed reluctant to say one more word.

“Ha ha, boy, I don't care who you are, I feel bad about the good things of my Orient, I make you want to live and not die! No one in Dongsheng Shenzhou has dared to talk to me like that. ”

Oriental laughed and said, holding the sword in his hand, today in World War I, it seems that he must teach this unknown white boy the thick of the heavens and the earth.

Oriental Lianshuo originally thought he was a top expert and just a guy at the height of his divine dignity. He is the strongest genius in the Oriental family. Why not be a hairy boy? In a situation where the strength of two people is not much different, the Orient has 100% strength to wipe each other out.

The white-haired man was calm, unheard of, his eyes were still cold, his eyes silently looked at the Orient, and even an obliterator had appeared. What he hated the most was this mad bullying of women's generations. At this moment, the sword in the hands of the white-haired young man was also becoming more and more cold.

Heron Rong stared silently at the young man with white hair. At that moment, she felt a little warmth and a little hope. Her eyes looked at him with tears. Like the Savior, she appeared before her and confronted the East. At that moment, she felt incredibly happy and delighted.