He has always been an extraordinary capacity.

Even knowing that he is a human monk in his heart, and it is also a eye to this eye.

The ink mirror is slowly raised.

At this time, his seven cities came out of blood, and the face of the original handsome and windflow appeared very fierce.

The pain makes his body not stelling.

But his mouth is one inch, but it is hard to show a ridicule of a ridicule on this bloody face: "Why? Old ancestors, this is also asked? Because I am a person! It is you and Bailei Before the descendants of the rogue, I was still a living person, a member of the pole area. How do you let me watch my similarity all die, then my heart is in peace with you, one world is happy? "

The darkness of Mo Qing Mountain flashed, "I am afraid to know that the end of this, human beings will still die, you will also fly, it is not as good as death?"

There is no strength of the ink mirror into the ground, and the body is slow down.

The whole body of the body seems to be crushing a little impact on the huge impact of the gods.

His painful body curled up and couldn't help but send a sound.

The cold night, they reacted, and shouted: "What is to do, save people !!"

The long and army of the pole area and the army have to go to the suction mirror.

But in the surroundings of the Xia Qingshan and Xiaoyao Wuzi, it has already surrounded the three layers of ghosts outside the three layers.

Don't say that to save people, you can't even get close to Mo Qingshan.

A few people in Yun Ruo also tried to rescue ink mirror.

But Mo Qing Mountain has opened his field.

Taking them now, it is impossible to break through.

And in fact, there is no need for Mo Qingshan to do it.

The sunglasses achieved oil.

He is full of blood, bone inch break, flesh and blood, and the original handsome face became attacked.

The eyebrows of Mo Qingshan wrinkled, and there is a cold chill.

He suddenly raised his hand, and he did not catch any sunglasses that had rebelled.

Take a cold hand, pinch the neck covered with blood.

Mo Qingshan Road: "I will give you the last chance, choose life, or die?"

Donned, he said: "You should be very clear, as long as I think, even if I just take a body to see the rogue, I can let him believe that this is our descendants."

The ink mirror into the blood flowing in Mountain in the body.

With the strength of Mo Qingshan, I want to manipulate the ink, turning him into an obedience.

Just before, I don't forced it, he doesn't want to do it.

The eyelids of the ink mirror are already in a heavy weight, and the line of sight is also covered with a layer of blood.

But he heard the voice of Mo Qingshan, or couldn't help but send a low-spirited laughter.

Mo Qing Mountain cold road: "What are you laugh?"

"Old ancestors, you before ... is it doubtful ... Enter your field hut ... Another purpose?"

The ink mirror is trying to raise the eyelids, and the eyes of the blue mountain ice, "Now I can tell ... you, I do, another purpose. I am going to ... Tongmit, send something, It is a gift to ... the ancestors of the ancestors ... I hope that the old ancestors can laugh. "

Mo Qing Mountain eyebrows slightly jumped: "Do you want to save the emperor?"

He tangled his mouth and smiled.