The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

One Sword Mountain Haiyun is terrible if it's cold, but it's only Yuan Baby Years.

Hundreds of babysitters, even grinding him to death.

Yet the facts are quite the opposite of his expectations.

……

From the very beginning, the clouds dropped a stack of symbols.

Yes, a whole stack.

Moreover, every symbol, in the ruins of the sky, is an elusive mutant symbol.

These symbols are defensive, attacking, controlling, and delusional, but in either case, their effect is not to crush the enemy, but to... block.

Yun Heng and his men had no idea that Yun Rucold would come to the "Fu Liu” trick.

No one can release their hands when they are busy and tired.

And if the clouds get cold after they throw out the charms, they don't care anymore.

His field was wide open, and the ice sword in his hand danced out of the cold frost.

Only caught this time lag, caught Yunheng madly attacking.

In time, over Qingyu Mountain, it was covered by the cold sword.

Yunheng is a first-order master, and his strength should not be weaker than that of Yun Rusheng.

But it was just a quick encounter, and the clouds were freezing to death, screaming and screaming.

“Yunji Peak, no, the clouds are cold! If you kill me, the Clouds won't let you go! ”

“What are you people doing? Please help me!! Ah--!! ”

At this time, however, Yunheng's men are suffering.

Are you saying these are amazing?

That's bound to be unstoppable for these yuan babies.

But the problem is, the clouds are too cold.

This side ran out and then threw a dozen.

He sprayed another big one when it stopped him.

In time, the way these people went was blocked again.

Yunheng, these hearts and minds think this Thelma can't fight anymore!

Have you ever seen anyone fight like that?

Plus, every charm is remarkable and valuable!

If they had that kind of money to buy so many expensive figurines, they could all save up and buy a 10-pint quasi-artifact!

Pfft...!

The sword pierced Yunheng's chest, right in the center.

The bitter chills, from his heart, quickly spread to limb carcasses, to every inch of meridian flesh.

Yunheng lowered his head, unbelievably looking at the sword that penetrated his chest.

No! He is the future owner of the Clouds... how did he die here?!

Ming Ming... Ming Died should be Yunji Peak...

He killed Yunji Peak and kicked his body down the impure abyss. Since then, all Yunji Peak resources have been his.

At the Cloud House, he was loved and made heir.

In Mu Le Pavilion, he had more than a swim blade, cultivating himself in the name of sacrifice.

He Yunheng was supposed to be excited, powerful, how could he... how could he just die here in silence?

When the clouds look cold and desperate and anguished, they slowly return to the silent look of death.

Softly as if muttering to himself: "Yunji Peak, your great revenge, your wish has been fulfilled. From now on, forget about the frontal dust. Rest in peace? ”

At the moment of this statement, Yunheng's breathing was cut off and his eyes closed completely.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the clouds feel like they're loose.

The feeling of heavy oppression that has been wrapped around his divine soul slowly dissipates.

There was a strange silence over Qingyu Mountain.

When Yunnan Heng's men returned to God, they completely blew the pot.