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Boat, attic office lights, dancing light from the central classroom, a beauty lying light, surrounding, a few old men look for wine and McCain, exceedingly happy.

In this case, a black man rushed in, then, is to plop hastily kneeling on the ground: "The Princess and gentlemen Qi Bing Qi Bing ... master of the house.

See black people, smile a few old man's face suddenly solidified, it touches on the central classroom, that beauty is turn a blind eye Wei Zheng, graceful, indifferent glanced panic of black people, softly dissatisfaction: " anything in a hurry? panic so? "

"We were ordered to follow the twelve death ...... we went to check that Korea three thousand, but ......"

Heard this, a few old men have been looking nervous.

But added that beauty, gentle smile: "failure is not it?"

"I damned.

Black people quickly head buried deeper, the people become more fear and panic: "That's three thousand Han really powerful, even twelve death using their unique skill arcane, but ...... but still got lost array.

"what?"

A group of old men suddenly shocked, some even spot the glass floor.

Desert twelve death, it is almost in circles in the desert is the supreme existence, if God ice and firewood old man on behalf of God, then twelve death would represent the devil, and what kind highest level.

Especially the desert twelve death of a perverse trick, it is a desert community of almost panic-stricken people skills, many years in, how many innocent people died under their resentment for life, even down to the government is nervous about.

It is an almost abnormal nirvana.

"Way back when, banned the death of twelve, when bound desert, almost all major master to make out, almost dull moon fierce battle, but even so, that field also pitched battle takes community desert lives of countless people, under the self-sacrifice and many masters, it is extremely difficult trapped a dozen death.

One old man shook his head and road.

And he, the master of the house in addition to Fang Fang table, but who else? Think of the battle, side table next to another old man Liu Tao is also a lingering fear, even though he is not eligible to participate in the battle, but the master of the house as Liu's, how can he not know about the record of the battle from the family tree in it ? !

It is almost without peer long massacre!

With tens of thousands of blood, there is an important ancestor training in all major families, and the people of the next generation will never be released to twelve. The seal of the dead.

And these are enough to explain how terroid and powerful twelve death gods.

"With the twelve death gods, I lost my hands. How do this Han 3,000? Let's take a step, what should I do?"

Liu Tao hang.

Even if he is a good war, even for the bones of Han three thousand hate, then Liu Tao can't help but regret, it is more afraid.

The twelve death gods can't be dealt with Han Sanyan, which raises his desert, and who has this ability and qualification? !

I am afraid there is no longer!

Liu Tao is so, why is it not so? Compared with Liu Tao, he regrets because he is a sin of Mr. Chai Lao's sin than the back of Liu's family.

Let's put it down, take a way to do not return, but it is precisely such a enemy in front of you. What is the ability to win? !

Is this unlucky, or lucky? The square table is crying.

"Miss Lu, Han Sanyun is not dead, this ..."

"How is this good?"

"And such people do their opponents, this ... Is this not looking for death?"

"He didn't find that we have been moving before, I suggest, let us withdraw.

"It's right, if it is Han Sanyan kill will come back, for us, this is not far from the disaster of the top.

The square table and Liu Tao are embarrassing, one side, the people they led or the people of other families, they are more timid.

After all, the battle of the desert city is now unexpectedly, and the image of Han Sanyi is completely in their hearts and the death of Han.

Who will live your own life, do you want to work with death? !

The beauty of the center smiled in the city, in addition to Lu Ruo's core energy, who can still? "If you have this waste and garbage, you can deal with him, what is he Han 3,000?"