The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The black blood frog held on to his brown and white belly, and his mouth kept squeaking.

It felt dangerous, jumping around at people's feet, eager to get out.

It runs, and that bloody coil chases behind its ass.

Hoo-hoo's spinning, the silver glow wraps it tightly around it.

Choke

Someone pulled the knife, and the white light chain split towards the bloody frog.

Psst.

The black frog was cut into two pieces and the black frog seed flowed all over the place.

The conch lost its target and once again flew towards the head of the black robe boy, howling and spinning over his head.

The black robe teenager arched his hand and said to the big man with the razor blade: "Congratulations on the success of the dragon slaughter. ”

Battousai's face was full of shame, and he looked at the slaughter heart and said: "Shit, dragon slaughter succeeded, a toad, what kind of dragon tribe is that? Are you a conch or not? It's not a fake, is it? Even a toad was mistaken for a dragon. Aren't all the other cats and dogs dragons? ”

The face of the slaughterhouse was so embarrassed, he drank: "Nature is the conch of the sky. This is my butcher's missionary. My grandfather handed it to me personally. Can you fake it? ”

“You're not fooled by your grandfather, are you?” The black robe teenager looked sympathetically at the slaughter heart, pointing to the conch above his finger, and said: “After all, what hasn't worked in tens of thousands of years, who knows if it can still work? Besides, after tens of thousands of years, the dragon blood dragon gas in the conch is afraid to dissipate, and the ability to recognize dragons naturally disappears, so turn me dizzy. ”

“It's impossible.” Massacre has a sense of serious humiliation. “Artifacts are artifacts. How can they be rendered ineffective over time? Besides, I Tutsu surveyed the relics of the Dragon Clan with a thoroughbred conch, and conducted a secondary experiment. How can it fail now? You must be in dragon disguise. You're about to show up dead. ”

Black Robe Junior shrugged his shoulder very beautifully and said, "In that case, then slaughter me. But do you really want this title of dragonslayer hero? If you slaughtered me, you'd make the world laugh, wouldn't you? Gentlemen, don't you think? ”

“You."

Wen weak pulled the sleeves of the slaughter heart, giggled and said: “Brother Er, don't be impulsive. Though Tongtian conch did warn him, we cannot prove that he is a dragon disguise. Even if we slaughtered him now, wouldn't it be hard to convince the world? ”

“Is it the Dragons? Try it and you'll find out.” The slaughter heart touched a bamboo book out of its arms, palms gently touched, all the fonts on the handroll turned to normal, and the flying jump sparkled with black light.

A ‘knife’ jumped out of the scroll and turned into a big black knife hanging over the head of the slaughterhouse. Just waiting for the slaughter minds to arrive, it will be able to chop the target to pieces of mud.

“The nerd" Wen Wen was weak and hurried to stop it. He blocked the slaughter heart with his own body and said: “This is not a good plan. If all the conch whines to everyone, do we have to take a shot at each other? Then you won't have to tire us out? ”

“Wen Wei Wei, who are you speaking for?” The slaughter heart is not good, and he drinks at Wen Wei Wei: “For many years we have known each other, you know the most about the reputation of my slaughterhouse and the divinity of this conch. The first time you saw this little white face, you fell in love with him? ”

“Well, since you don't listen, go kill someone.” Wen Wei weakly laughed. “I'd like to see how many people you nerds can kill and when. ”

“Kill if you kill. You won't let me kill a dragon if you're weak and weak? ”

“Then go kill him. ”

“Kill. Kill. ”

The young man in the black robe couldn't sit down for a moment. He laughed and said, "Because you suspected me of being a dragon, you had to chop me off with a knife. If your spinner spins all over everyone else's head, are you going to kill everyone in this inn? No wonder the slaughter started with pigs, right? ”

“The Book of Heaven of War 100, Chopped. ”

Slaughter heart drank loudly, hand pinching technique.

With both fingers pointing in the direction of the black robe teenager, the black knife on the top of his head smashed past the position where the black robe teenager sat.

Clicking

The black light flashed and the seat the boy in the black robe just sat in was chopped to pieces.

But the black robe teenager has disappeared.

Once again, the carnage reached over the simple book in his hand and another word 'gun' flew out of the book, hallucinating over his head into a long black gun.

“The Book of Heaven of War." ”

As soon as the sleeve of the slaughtered heart swept, the long black gun slipped up against the beam on the roof.

Clicking

The giant cross beam was pierced by a long black gun, and the young man standing on it flew like a lightning bolt towards the position of the slaughterhouse.

“The Book of Heaven of War 100. Chop.”

Another black knife hovered over his head as the slaughtered palm touched the brief book, smashing the young black robe towards the flying boy.

Clicking

The black light flashed, and the black robe boy had disappeared.

“The Book of Heaven of War 100. Shoot.”

A giant black bow appears across the sky, and countless black characters illuminate into slender arrows.

Those black arrows thundered out and swept toward the black robe teenager, hiding in the air.

Psst!

The inn walls were shot out of numerous holes by the arrows.

“Too much deception.” The boy in the black robe was shot by the giant bow and his face was filled with anger.

His feet were swimming over the wall, reaching for a black ink arrow, flashing in shape, and had fallen on top of his heart when he reappeared.

He held an arrow in his hand and plugged it into the top of his heart.

Massacre eyes widened and the ink arrows inside his pupils grew larger and larger.

“Die.” Slaughterhearted thought in his heart.

Who the hell is this black man? There is this unpredictable speed of the gods.

It was a long way from here. How did you get there in a flash?

Moreover, a powerful airplane locked his body to death, making it difficult for him to react in any way.

Hurrah!

The green satin took off, blocking the eyes of the black robe teenager.

The arrow was inserted onto the green satin, and the hissing sounded, and the arrow cut the green silk into two pieces.

By the time the satin floated away and the black robe man regained sight, the slaughter heart had been pulled aside by Wen Wei Wei.

The slaughterhouse was pale and looked incredibly at the black robe boy who had landed on the floor.

He didn't realize that this man, who looked stunning, had such a terrible state of repair that he was supposed to be at least desolate, did he?

But even in a state of desolation, there can't be such a powerful opportunity.

The feeling of slaughter was obvious, like he went swimming by the river when he was a kid, and accidentally ran into a three-headed rouge snow snake.

The snake has been following him around, looking for an opportunity to bite him. He found out that the snake existed, but he couldn't get up and run.

Because he knew very well that when he escaped, and when his whole body was exposed to the most fractures, the three-headed rouge snow would not hesitate to tear a piece of meat from him.

Years later, I didn't expect to see that threat again.

Wen weak retrieved the green satin he had thrown himself out of. He complained: "Son Soma really doesn't know how to pity Xiangxiaoyu. The slave family had the heart to throw it away, but was cut in half by Song Ma so cruelly. It really breaks my weak heart. ”

The black robe teenager stared at Wen Wei and said with a smile: “If Miss Wen really abandoned her mind, I would naturally have no reason to refuse. But if you want to hurt someone with your hand, you can only refuse to go far. ”

“Giggle, soma boy is so cute.” Wen weakly giggled. “Weak and weak, you can't be a dragon, let's not fight anymore, okay? ”

The black robe teenager looked at the slaughter heart coldly and said with a smile: "It depends on the butcher's brother. I don't count. ”

“Yan Xiangma”

“All right, all right.” Wen Wei weak pulled back the slaughter heart that was in a state of rage and wanted to attack again. He looked at him in secret and said: “The saying is good, you don't know each other. Now our brothers and sisters are getting to know each other. I don't know, Mr. Soma. Where are you going? ”

“Come here, naturally, to take a walk in the ruins of Kunlun.” The black robe boy smiled and said: “Rumor has it that there is a Kunlun shrine in the ruins of Kunlun, where the gods live. Find the shrine and let the gods inside meet all your requirements. ”

This is one of the most widespread legends in Guan Jin Zhou about the ruins of Kunlun, and one that no one will ever believe on the worst streets.

The black robe boy spoke it out in earnest, as if he really believed that there were gods in the ruins of Kunlun and those gods were still very generous waiting for him to break in and satisfy all his wishes.

Wen Weiwei giggled and said, “Yes, Weiwei has heard such rumors. As I saw him, why don't you join us in the Dragon Slaughter Squad, and we'll step on Kunlun together to find the shrine, so that the fairies who live in the shrine can meet all our requirements. I don't know if I really found the shrine, but what do you want those shrines to do for you? ”

The Black Robe teenager thought about it and said in silence: "I want world peace. ”

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