Reverend Insanity

This is kind of funny.

Tripartite and homogeneous, each other's source openly solicited.

The location of the source is too advantageous, and if he gets it in the river, it's a huge advantage, regardless of which side he leans on.

But the source did not respond.

He's too tired to talk.

Stepping on the bottom of the river, he straightened his torso and stepped forward.

He knew that his own words were useless. Only by grabbing Ma Hong Yun and Zhao Xiaoyun with his own hands would he be qualified to go around the river and negotiate terms.

The distance is shortened by a little bit.

The immortals outside the river watched the movement of Square Source, and people kept talking and raising the price.

There's a strange phenomenon.

No one's threatening the source!

Because, as you all know, Yanagi's identity on the surface of the source is consistent. This Liu has consistently been able to kill even the Jericho stars. He is excellent in his own power and is more proactive in attacking. He has greatly offended the Liu family. He can see that his sexuality is vicious and lawless. Threatening such criminals is counterproductive.

“I want to live, I want to be with Hung Yun forever!” Zhao Xiaoyun cried and moaned in her heart. She walked hard step by step, almost inch by inch.

“I'm here, I'm here. Don't be afraid, Xiaoyun, I will surely protect you...” Ma Hong Yun looked pale as paper, holding Zhao Xiaoyun's arm, his eyes were dark for a while, and every step he took, he had a strong vertigo attack on his head, making him wonder if he would fall in the next moment.

“Where are you two going?” The voice of the source came from behind Ma Hong Yun.

Ma Zhao and his wife, all shocked and turned around.

Fang Yuan's hands are already on Ma Hongyun's shoulders and Zhao Xiaoyun's shoulders.

“No...!” At this moment, Ma Hong Yun raised his head and yelled, pushing Zhao Xiaoyun, while rushing towards the source.

But how could Fangyuan let Ma Hong's luck succeed?

The failure to deal with Shadow Innocence and Shinjun Zishan has already annoyed Fang Yuan. Against Ma Hong Yun, Zhao Xiaoyun, a mortal, a fake fairy, he is naturally caught.

After a while, Ma Hong Yun's eye-catching technique, the two men were subdued by Square Yuan with one hand, one at a time, clamped under the armpit by Square Yuan, unable to move!

The two of them reacted and naturally struggled. But at this point, the source of the cruel voice: “One more move and I will kill your beloved! ”

Suddenly, Ma Zhao and Zhao were all frozen and looked at the source with horror.

One sentence from Fang Yuan immediately grabbed the soft ribs of the two men.

The source exhaled turbidity, clamping a prisoner in one hand and proceeding forward.

The dangerous situation, at this very moment, has finally been harshly drilled out of the horizon.

He looked up at the sky outside the river and shouted to the three parties: "Now we can talk! ”

“Ha-ha-ha, kid, you're good. With my style, everything can be talked about!” Old Snow Hoo laughed.

“Don't be impulsive, Central America can meet all your requirements.” Wellington followed suit.

“Boring.” The Maori ball leaves its mouth open, falls on the ground, shakes its tail and sways.

Xuanjizi smiled bitterly: “Yoo Guanyi, if you want anything, just say it... Ugh! ”

At this point, the mutation is steep.

Ma Hong Yun suddenly lost his breath!

He's dead!!

The fairies were shocked, dead silent.

Even Fang Yuan was stunned for a while.

“I didn't push myself. No, Ma Hong Yun was tired to death! He carried Zhao Xiaoyun all the way, pressing his energy God uncontrollably, repeatedly exceeding the limit. Ultimately, not only was he physically exhausted, he was also spiritually exhausted. I caught him, relaxed, and he died. ”

Fangyuan soon understood.

This mutation made him suddenly overwhelmed.

Ma Hung is dead!

The crowd of fairies is loud.

“Damn it! Liu Guanyi, you killed him. I'm going to skin you with cramps so you can't die!!” Old Xuehu left anger, roaring heavenly, his eyes red.

As soon as Ma Hong Yun died, his Qi Tian Hong Yun disappeared.

In other words, only the living Ma Hong Yun will have tremendous immortal value. The dead Ma Hong Yun is just a five-way magician in the district.

That is also why Marquis has been trying to refine Mahong's luck instead of firstly killing him and then slowly making him.

Like the original Spring Dream Fruit Tree, the fairies of the Transport Road also have special characteristics. If there is a fairy of the Transport Road of Life, its survival must be guaranteed. When refining the fairy tricks of the transport route, it is necessary to apply the method of living refining.

“Ma Hong Yun...” Bichentian, Weilingyan and others lost their minds.

“Bug, you stuck Ma Hong Yun, you stuck him!!!” The Maori ball burst out louder than Xuehu Ancestor. It was full of face, revealing sharp teeth. It was so grumpy and full of hair, it was just a moment away from pounding on and swallowing Fangsheng alive and peeling.

“How dare Mahong Yun die like this?! It's okay, I still have Zhao Xiaoyun.” Fang Yuan endured a vibration in his heart.

Zhao Xieyun's tears filled his face.

“Hongyun! ”

“Hongyun -! ”

The loved one in her heart died right in front of her.

Unrivalled pain and sadness, it was a flood tsunami, and suddenly she completely swallowed up the little one!

But she can't scream, she can't scream, she can't speak.

She can only cry and cry in her heart!

It took me a long time to get to this point. I had just met Ma Hong Yun, and so the heavenly people were separated forever.

How does this make Zhao Xiaoyun better?

Her tears were raging, her grief was heartbroken, and her pain was heavier than Ling's, causing her to tremble violently.

“Not good.” Fang Yuan rushed to knock Zhao Xiaoyun unconscious.

Just to prevent Zhao Xiaoyun from grieving excessively and dying on the spot.

However, just as Fangyuan wanted to knock Zhao Xiaoyun's neck, a blue glow rose from Zhao Xiaoyun's body.

Nine turns of love magic!

At the most critical moment, it once again shows its power.

“This breath... Nine turns love * * *?! Wait, didn't you say you couldn't use any of the worms in the river?” Hung Chi Zi shouted.

Maurice rolled her eyes: “Are you stupid? Where in the world is there absolutely nothing? The River River is a mystery to the heavens and the earth, because it is filled with marvelous traces that make the worm unusable. But if it is a nine-turn fairy trick, it is not a trail mark, but a piece of avenue. If the trail mark of the river cannot be suppressed, it will make the fairy trick succeed. ”

“Save him, save him, even at the cost of my life!” Zhao Piyun ecstatic, screaming wildly in his heart.

But the magic of love is not uncontrollable. Zhao Xiaoyun and Zhao Xiaoyun fled directly from the river. Then he took the initiative to the side of Bizhentian and Wellington. The speed was so fast that others could not prevent it.

Ma Hong Yun's body was left behind.

The source held it firmly in his hand.

Ma Hong Yun is dead, but he still has a soul and stays inside.

But old Chekhou had lost interest in the body. If it is useful to revive Ma Hong Yun, Wanshou will not continue to resort to a highly challenging method of refinement.

Maori balls are the other side of the spectrum, and their fangs are exposed.

Fang Yuan has just seized the opportunity, but who expects the mutation to be steep, has plunged Fang Yuan into a more dangerous situation than before.

“So many accidents, I'm afraid there's a day to sneak around! ”

In an instant, Fang Yuan realized.

He fell into the river, and no magic trick worked. Time passed so long ago, and the layout of Heaven's will naturally showed its power.

First, he was caught in the river, then Zishan Zhenjun, Shadow Innocence, and finally Ma Hongyun, Zhao Xiaoyun.

God willing!

Square heads up.

At this moment, he sings all over the place.

Not only does Xuehu Ancestor, Maori Ball, and the Chinese magician want to make him difficult, kill him and exasperate him, but God's will is everywhere, trying to eliminate him as the biggest variable of the day!

“Desperate… So what should I do? ”

Square mouth dry tongue.

But all along, he had no expression on his face.

I can't think of a way. A single old Chekhou is an unrivalled object.

That giant mink, even deeper and more unpredictable, was the mount of the giant Yang immortal!

Not to mention the other magic fairies.

Fang Yuan couldn't figure out a way, so he had to keep trekking in the river.

By the ear, the fairies kept yelling and growling.

“Yoo Guanyi, you will not escape today. ”

“You've done so much evil, you've finally done so much wrong, you have to kill yourself, and you've fallen into such a state of affairs. It's amazing! ”

“Kill him, you have to kill him, you dare to ruin me waiting for something big! ”

“Do you know you killed someone you could never touch? Today you will surely die!! ”

“Hoo--!” Dog-tailed mink roars and makes infinite noise waves. If the river hadn't been blocked, it would have been slaughtered in the direction of the source.

“Is there no other way... to let the river wash out, with all the means available to me, the chance of escape is really small.” The source of anguish is immense.

He can only continue in the river.

Step by step.

He had already reached the forefront, and every step he took, the river flowed one step forward, keeping Fangyuan inside Hanoi.

The river is endless.

It's a despair.

But Fang Yuan didn't think it.

“I've been through so much despair in my life.” Sighs in the soul.

His eyes were still clear and he remained faceless.

“In the present case, it seems that it is only by waiting for the tripartite fire that I will be able to leave. Then we'll have to stick in the river.” Fang Yuan's mind counts.

Step by step.

Time passed, and the magicians who did not wait for the source to be brushed down gradually became impatient.

“What the hell is he gonna do? ”

“What's the use of walking more in the river? You're gonna die anyway. ”

“Come out here, you coward! I'm gonna slap you to death! ”

“You no longer have hope, Liu Guanyi, to lead the neck to slaughter, not to lose any pride. ”

The fairies have laughs, some look cold.

In their view, the source is dying.