The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

Just as the crossbows were drawn from both sides, the ink poured open.

“Lengjiasheng? ”

The rumored Zhang Yu's face swept by surprise, and his gaze fell on the ink glass again.

Naiju and Tianlang are even more amazing.

“Glass, what did you just say?” Naiyu asked the ink, and at the same time the eyes of Tianlang looked at the ink.

Zhang Yu's expression made Ink Tin confirm this guess, and she said to Zhang Yu again: “Cold Jiasheng. ”

This is a positive statement, not a question like just now.

Zhang Yu smiled. “You little girl, I think I've seen you somewhere before. Someone really remembered me after all this time. ”

Heard Zhang Yu, oh no, should be Cold Jia Sheng by now. It was even more surprising to hear Lengjiasheng say so. The person in front of him was Cold Jia Sheng, formerly known as Zhen Xian Realm. He actually went down and was possessed by Zhang Yu.

“Where's Zhang Yu? ”

“He, my soul, has long been eaten by me.” Cold Saint shrugged his shoulders without a shrug.

It seems natural for him to kill someone or eat someone.

Tianlang hated the way he looked at Ink Glass. Tianlang didn't care what kind of cold Jiasheng he was, or Zhang Yu. As long as he stared at Ink Glass like this, neither man nor woman liked Tianlang.

He didn't say anything to sacrifice the ice dragon, but the ice dragon seemed afraid of cold and good saints, and the face of the sacrificed ice dragon just didn't show up as aggressive as a giant.

Mu Tianlang scolded Ice Dragon: “Don't you hate him? Come on, come on, now's your chance to get revenge. Don't kill him yet. ”

But no matter how much Tianlang scolds, Ice Dragon can't play the offensive power just now. Tianlang really hates iron and steel. “It's useless, I'll do it myself. ”

Come on, let's gather all your energy and go for the Cold and Good Holy Attack.

Zhan Blue's hair danced in the air, “Is that the descendant of the old man? ”

Kung Fu in between, Mu Tianlang has been close to Cold Jia Sheng at a late stage, powerful spiritual power shook the clothes of the two flew up, the lake filled with silk ripples, ink leaning and Nai strange steps back.

However, Tianlang gave his best shot, but it was dissolved by the two fingers of Lengjiasheng.

I saw Lengjiasheng gently stretching out his two fingers, putting Tianlang's best efforts at random. Then, I pushed him backwards and flew away.

Naiyu flew forward and caught Tianlang.

Tian Lang threw up a sip of blood, then raised an eye and stared at Cold Saint with hatred. He was never a person who could easily admit defeat. He rubbed the blood off the corner of his mouth and expected a second attack.

But it was stopped by the look of ink.

“Interesting and funny.” Cold and beautiful, with a strong smile on his face.

Ink poured towards Cold Jiasheng fist, said: “Cold seniors, how offensive is it before Ink poured, please forgive seniors. ”

“Or do you girls know how to play manners? I don't like those two guys. If you can't move, do it. We are all civilized people. If you can't move, fight the killing system.” Cold and beautiful glimpses of strangers and paradise shook his head.

Naiyu and Mu Tianlang clenched their fists and looked at Cold Jiasheng's eyes as if they were spraying (fire).

He can't believe he told them that he was a civilized man. Is there a mistake? Who didn't say anything about killing the monk just now, and who said that Zhang Yu's soul was eaten. Who made that horrible creature? I'm afraid there are thousands of monks who died in it! Such a cold-blooded saint would say he was civilized.

Shit.

Had the ink not stopped them, they would have had to go forward and annihilate this loud guy.

Of course, it's indestructible, and so on.

“While I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to kill you, just wait and go.” Cold Jia Sheng said.

Ink said, "Senior, slow down. ”

“What?”

“We really need to regenerate the flowers and beg our predecessors to cut love?” The ink was not willing to give up, the opening.

Lengjia Shengdao: “What if I don't give it? ”

“Give it to us or you'll rob us.” Heavenly Lang shouted.

“Exactly. ”

I can't even watch Leng Jia Sheng's high and high posture, let alone lower the price of the ink, like the begging for Leng Jia Sheng.

“Just the two of you?” The attitude of Lengjiasheng, who seemed not to put them in the eyes at all, further provoked Tianlang and Naiyu.

“Don't look down on people. ”

For the first time, Naiyu and Mu Tianlang came together and unanimously decided to attack Lengjiasheng together.

“Wait a minute.” The ink dump stopped the two furious people, and the ink dumped into Naiyu and Tianlang's reassuring eyes. She had a way to make Lengjiasheng serve regenerative flowers.

With a faint smile on her face, the white skin looks more radiant under the reflection of the lake's light.

“Do you remember Heavenly Tree? ”

“Oh, so you've been in there.” Leng Jia Sheng picked the eyebrows, "looking at how confident you are, didn't you get that bottle of Demon King Wind Spirit's Potion? ”

Ink smiled and turned his head, "That's right. Later generations have had an affair with your sentiments, but unfortunately, by the time the late generations went, he was already incapable and dispersed. It is precisely because later generations have witnessed the powerful formation of cold predecessors, even the image of the previous generation flying up can not tell whether it is real or illusory. I have always admired Cold Senior. ”

Cold Jiasheng, this is it, “No wonder I think you seem to have known each other before, so you came to the scene when I flew up through that formation. It's actually a form of formation that leads to the past and the future, but I just didn't set it up. It was only by chance that I discovered it, so I set up a hierarchical organ there to save the Demon King's bottle of psychotropic medicine and look for relatives. I didn't know it was you, little girl. ”

“That's a coincidence.” The ink poured and smiled.

“You're lucky enough to watch me fly all the way up alive.” Lengjiasheng stared at the ink glass, as if to see a hole in the ink glass before continuing to say: “It is a form of formation that will bring the whole person back to the past, since you are past, you should know what happened to me flying up. I wonder how you got back alive. I remember at the time, no one survived, except my people! ”

When Leng Jia Sheng said these words, it was like saying something more than normal.