I am Han Sanqian

The second thousand one hundred and fifteenth chapter war god guard

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Qin Qingfeng suddenly stunned, next second, closed the last breath, with a smile, fell in the arms of Lin Meixi.

"Breeze!

"Hey!

Qin Zhuang couldn't help but rushed directly, and the sorrow of sadness was crying: "You wake up, wake up, don't you want to hear me call you? I called, you should have.

"Hey!

Seeing Qin Shuang cried into a tears, and the self-blaming in Han Sanyan has reached the extreme.

"boom!

A loud noise, Han Sanyan's death-dead punch, hard to have a huge pit that he fondted a big pit by him.

It's just a sadness and regret.

The fierce stood up, and Han Sanyi rushed out of the main hall.

"what!

A furious look, the whole body bombard, a huge golden proliferation directly to the quarter.

"Hey!

Four stone icons outside the temple were all blown directly, and they were franked directly.

The whole hall is also due to this huge waves, and the dramatic jitter occurs directly.

The disciples of those who were survived by the Tianhuo moon fried, the disciples were even more unlucky, just flew, is preparing to pay in the temple, but suddenly scattered directly by this huge wave.

One by one is in the unconventional kite, four detail floating throughout.

Inside the temple, stone sand flying, Ye Ling City is a part of the face, and Han Sanyan is just anger, so there is so power, and it is frightened.

"Solitary city, what should I do now? Look at the guy, it is not good.

Wu Yan said.

Ye Lusic City has a confused, he doesn't know what to do, withdraw it, it is hard to win the virtual, the duck to the mouth is so flying, how to be willing? But if it does not withdraw? !

Han Sanyan is running in anger, if you get yourself, what can I do? What's more, Han Sanyi has now demonstrated something to intervene.

It is hesitating. At this time, Han Sanyan has gone through a full of angry, and his eyes sweeping the leaves, and it is a heart that will be looked in the heart of Leaves.

"I want to give me a mission, are you now? I still want to wait for me to end my Master, then kill you?"

Han 3,000 cold voice.

"you!

Ye Liscown, Han Sanyan is too arrogant, don't give yourself any face, but how can he? "let's go!

The voice fell, Ye Lis City took Wu Yan and others left.

"San Yong, trouble you go to the friends outside.

Han 3,000.

"Yes!

Three always nodded, played with his hands, with the second three peaks, and helped if the rain went out.

In the big temple, there will be only three thousand three people from Han.

Han Sanyan didn't speak, but a butt sat in the corner, and the time was low.

Although Qin Qingfeng persuaded him before dying, but Han 3,000 can't pass this level.

Qin Qingfeng is his own master.

However, his death, but it is dead under his sword.

Even if it is unintentional, it is also a big reverse.

After a long time, Qin Shuang wiped off tears, slowly stood up, then she bite his teeth, suddenly drums energy in his hand, and a flame is directly toward the body of Qin Qingfeng.

When Han Sanqi suddenly took a lot of energy, frown: "What are you doing?"

Qin Shuang shakes his head: "He is dead, I want to cook him.

"Do a funeral.

Han 3,000.

This is the only thing he can do for Qin Qingfeng.

"Although Ye Si City is gone, but with his personality, it will inevitably come back.

We don't have time to funeral for him.

In situ in the ground, everything is, how can you go.

Lin Meixi shaken his head.

"Everything is supported, do it!"

Han Sanyan cold voice.

Han Sanqi finished, lifting the long sword in his hand, got out straight.

Soon, there was a virtual sky, and a pop-colored ice is there, like a stone image, it is movable.

But like a guardian, the death of the dead is the most superior!

In the lobby lobby, also white paper is high, the horman is light, and a funeral is officially started.

After Su Yingxia and others came in, they knew what happened, no one did not bother Han 3,000 in the air, but helped the future of Qin Qingfeng.

Especially Su Yingxia, after almost busy, not hard to Qin Shuang.

As she said, she knew that as a wife, at this time, she had to share the silence of Han 3,000, but he wanted to do it temporarily could not do it, compensate for some Han Three thousand want to compensate.

This funeral, a long time, the virtual sound is also conviced in accordance with the specifications of the elderly death.

Early the next morning.

It's bright!

On the horns distinguished, people shake.

Leaves are cold, followed by a person, after their body, there is a large team of six or thousand people, and the righteousness is advanced!

"Han 3,000, you are dead.

Ye Siwei cold voice is dark.

The people in front of Ye Shan City, the eyes look like the virtual and half-air, under the sun, at this time, his face is familiar - it is the king of the drug god!