Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

"The result is final ... I still can't do it ..." He coughed with a blood, a hoarse voice, his vocal tape has been damaged.

"Whether it is from the teacher to learn the thunder, or to study the war law with the ghost department ... can't change the ending of the name? After a year, the year of practice is a joke, the sky is not confident, no matter whether it is How hard, I don't care, but when I have not been full, let the name of the disaster!? "The string is unwilling, the rain is hit on his face, and he also smashed him. heart of.

Washali is silent, what is the fact that the string is said, with his diligent degree, if he will give him ten years, maybe he really can inherit the title of "Jian Sheng", may not be left And even a chance will be in contemporary historical textbooks.

Just at the time, I have already turned the old, and I can't protect the name of ten years, because the people who are the most taboo people are not named, but the swordsman.

The lonely group of the government will not wait for ten years. Since the beginning of the wolf timeline, the beginning of Longquan worship, the festival is hooked, and the private portal, leading to the flat family of the reed, which is equivalent to attacking A defense of the name of the name, from that time the plan of the name of the name has begun.

"But I have to continue the life of the name, I will never allow you to trample this!" String and alarm slowly, "I have a kindness, I have to reclaim the name!"

"You will have a chance."

Washali hopes to sprint the past, want to try to "self-sufficiency" call in the string!

Worship tears broke through the rain, stabbed, like a whale break through the sea.

"What!?" The Washal is highlighted.

At the scene, he didn't dare to confuse because he didn't blew the string and the left ear of the tattoo.

It is impossible ... The desertichuan is very clear, the power of tears is making the life of the strings quickly passively, he can't avoid the strength of avoiding!

"What's wrong?" Since the string is slowly lifted, "It's not my migle to escape your hit, but you ... thorns."

Washali looked at the gods, no doubt, he wanted to kill the strings very much at this moment, I didn't think of it. I thought that there were so many exiggers who died in the demon. I thought that Qiu Xue may have something, he hates this beginning in front of this. Cross section.

But some desire, the desire of a big brain like a vine is blocked by him, and he is bound by his limbs.

He can't get started ... Kill the string and a lam.

"You ... may not be curse by me, cough ..." Strings and a black blood, "is yourself ... don't want to kill me !!"

"How ... cough ... isn't you clear?" Since the strings will open the door in his neck, do not say a big blood from the middle of the mouth, "I just with my duel just now In the middle, like you can take a mirror, just take a look, just fine ... "

"Help ... I am unobstructed, I am unobstructed, I should not disturb your scene again, but if you can reproduce the name, in this era of food and clothing, you can get happiness all the people ... ... this is my last wish ... pleased ... "

Washali is looking forward to the wedge pill, brightening your cheek with a bright knife ... He stunned, because of his own, it is laughing!

Just like a child, I got my beloved candy and contained it in my mouth. It looks like a naive smile, but I'm really in the head, but I have some horror.

The child wants candy, he wants to kill.

Wilderness, I finally understood why I didn't kill the string, because he wanted to fight with a heart fight, want to fight with a stronger enemy, want more to feel the warmth of the blood left on his face ... Just like being a hot spring.

I didn't hesitate, and the desertichuan biteed the tip of the tongue, forcing her mind to clearly, immediately with the right hand that only used the unsatisfied to the neutrality. By the life of the string, stop him from summoning ahead!

But it is late, the black is not dead, and the string is still not moving.

The desertichuan suddenly fell into the ground, stopped, he would like to say a slap in his own, what did you do now! ?

The neck of the strings suddenly broke, and a thin arm was drilled out like a tender bud that came out after the rain, and the movements were unhappy, not slow.

"This is poor grandson ... finally wish ..."

Washali looked at the eyebrows, but he felt the feeding of your hair.

Strongly pressed some desire in your heart, he sprint again, using giant ninja to kill!

I have already made a mistake, I can't make it again, I have to break him before the sword is born!

But at the moment of approaching, the desertion seemed to see what is in the chest of the string, although just, but he was captured by him.

fast!

Go!

As long as it is approaching, you can divide the body of the string into two!

In the next second, he didn't differ from the body of the Since and the body, the unstead of his hand was the most violent power.

At that moment, the desertichuan is observed.

Where is the string, there is no strength ...

Above the right hand of the string and one lack, the desert is afraid to find that it is not dead in the right hand of the string, and it is gone.

The lightning is vertically smashed and illuminates the night sky.

A black ray flashed, black and glaring.

It's too fast, and there is no way to use foggy.

Under the helplessness, the desert is looking for the body, and the body of Skirt is a boy, let himself down the distance. Although this, his abdomen is still drawn, and when he is tapping, the other party also returns himself with Xianfeng. That foot is strong, almost makes it unable to breathe.

While flying in the figure, the desertichuan hopes to hear the five explosions.

Time seems to slow down, he looks up at the sky, the whole world is the sound of rain.

Really lonely.

!

The five-scale bullets are perfectly crushed in the shape of the desertichuan, and the body of the string suddenly broke from the chest.

"It's an urgent young man ... I want to cut off when I haven't come yet. I haven't mistaken, but you are too tender."

A black warrior wearing a helmet is completely drilled into the body of Strong, like a butterfly broken.

Black samurai slowly supported the body of the string, and the movement was soft as the grandfather treated his own grandson.

Then he looked at Mount Fuji and slammed the red blood on the knife.

"Hey, I will come,"

Chapter 349: Start death, tell the heart

The name of the name is that there is no breath, the knife is slowly approaching.

He wants to cut down the skull of this kid, ensuring that the desertion is completely dead, and he will pay homage to her death.

Black is not gently cut off the throat of the desertichuan, and the blood park flows out, immersed in the soil.

Finally, I changed my mind. He decided not to cut down the head of the desertichuan.

Leave a whole body and a respect.

Looking back to the dark clouds above the Mount Fuji, while the depth of the floor under the feet has passed a shock.