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

“What... what's going on? What's going on? What's going on? ”

“Nose tower, look at the nose tower! ”

Everyone who was watching the war was looking up.

This looks almost soulful.

It is only sometime that the tiny nose tower has become the size of Mount Emerald.

And the tower started spinning hard.

The Night Wind's Summoning Beast Kirin has eluded us far.

Still spraying water beads under it.

It's just this water bead, somehow doped with a hint of black and red.

Far away, like clotted blood.

“Destruction… Destruction begins! How did this happen? ”

“Lord Yi, didn't you say that the nose tower should be fully activated for at least three hours? ”

“Without even a little sign, how could it, how could it start? ”

The blues on Blue Yaw's forehead jumped a little bit, almost losing control of his hysterical frenzy.

For more than a decade, he used his endurance to survive.

Wait until your broken body is reborn and restored.

How could he lose?

He's the last winner!

We must strike the night breeze immediately!

The commands of the Blue Yaw Sect were quickly passed through God to several people surrounded by the night wind.

He has lost his heart to the unwillingness and jealousy.

He wants to win!

If the night wind dies, he must win!

However, the next moment, Lan Yaozhong suddenly widened his eyes.

On his neck came a cold touch.

A pale hand was trimmed and his neck was not lightly strangled.

Blue Yaozheng turned his head rigidly and his pupils shrunk.

I saw him cultivate thousands of years of heartfelt men.

At this moment, every one of them falls on the floor with a different head, and blood runs across them.

They, they were all killed by the night wind alone.

I don't even have half the power to fight back.

Blue Yaozhong's body trembled incessantly.

He looked slowly at the man with his lips slightly caught, without any ups or downs from the beginning.

Those beautiful glassy eyes, they look at him like a disgusting piece of garbage.

Lanyao swallowed his saliva and pulled out a smile: “By the wind, you won't kill me, will you? You should know how good and weighty I have been to you all these years. You... you're not one of those ungrateful people, are you? ”

The smile on the corner of the night wind grew deeper, with ridicule and disgust: "Of course I won't kill you! You are all... the best nourishment for the nose tower..."

Fine, fine, fine!

As long as the wind doesn't kill him right away, he'll have a chance to flip.

No, even if the night wind did kill him.

He will not die as long as he keeps in his body the treasures obtained in the Palace of the Unsullied.

Ten, twenty years, even a hundred years.

One day, he'll come back.

Thinking about it, Blue Yao Zong's face gradually recovered.

Yet...

“Ahhhh...! ”

Awesome screams spilled out of the mouth of the Blue Yaw Sect.

He fell all over the floor, screaming and rolling.

The fine wire was wired in series to tie him up tight and firm.

The thin blade on the wire is pulling his meat down in pieces.

“Blue Yao Sect, how does it feel to have a thousand knives? Ha-ha-ha! ”

At night, the four of us have sometime broken free of the [thousands of knives and knives] and come to the wind at night.