Transcending the Nine Heavens

The royal palace is lit up like daylight. But choking smoke, then, you're welcome to say, can be seen hundreds of miles!

In Zhongzhou City, a statue of the dead!

Major Ji Zhengji was dragged out of bed by the family's throne students and drove all the way to the palace with a sleepy eye. The throne opened its way, naturally it was a smooth journey, so easily got outside the circle of war. If you are reluctant to start a battle, why should you do something about it? How do you know that at this moment, you suddenly hear a saying:... Oooh ~ ~ Auntie Dog!

“Mal Gobid!” Ji Zheng stayed for a while and suddenly cursed and spit, turning around and walking away.

“Young Master! Young Major...” The three throne masters were confused and rushed to catch up; everyone was extremely depressed, this big man, is too impatient?

You came to see me and left? Haven't you seen the rest of the family?

“The Ji clan, withdraw from this fight.” Ji Cast's fierce glance and a low yell: “Whoever doesn't listen, go home!” Speaking up, spreading his figure, going all the way back, scolding his mouth all the way: “Fuck! Goddamn it! Goddamn it has to be...”

Just left the palace and met Rockwu: “What are you going to do? ”

“What do you care if I go back to bed?” The discipline rolled its eyes in a white-faced manner.

Rockwuna wondered, "Go back to bed? Is this when you go back to bed? ”

“Out of the way! Good dog, get out of the way!” Young Master Ji Cast is in a bad mood. He thinks he's been fooled...

“Who the fuck are you cursing?” Rockwu stared and was just about to go mad, but was embraced by the family thrones, and could only leave a sentence: “The Chronicle! You fucking remember me! I remember you this time! ”

“This fool!” Young Master Ji Zheng spit in disgust and gave it away.

And Master Rockwu's entourage behind him has already rushed into a smoky fire...

Boom, not knowing who did the good, the palace collapsed...

Kim finally lost her mind.

In fact, he was already exhausted. In the pursuit of the dry throne, it has not been easy for him to persevere.

But there's nothing he can do. He's not here yet! I had to stick with it.

In the smoke, Ji Mo came out of the fire, a dozen eyes, instant joy!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Just a short distance ahead, Mo Tianyun Zhengfeng brilliantly searched this way with his family master. Over there, the proud and evil clouds of the throne of the Ao clan came at the same time.

There are also several family thrones that are coming this way like meteors. It's a gift!

“Forgive me! Forgive me... I don't want this knife anymore..." Ji Mo suddenly screamed miserably and jumped out.

This came out, Mo Tianyun's arrogant and evil cloud director Xie Danqiong and others looked at this side at the same time, his eyes simultaneously showed a fiery glow.

“Here you go!" has not been answered, Ji Mo has thrown the knife out of his hand. Then he turned back and fled.

But who cares now? Everyone's eyes and minds were attracted to the knife that was flying in the air.

The flaming sun knife shines in the light, like a bright light, causing everyone's eyes to burn and fly as the knife flies.

It's not just heartfelt or unintentional. The Yangyang knife flies to Mo Tianyun!

“Outrageous! ”

“My!”

“Go!”

“Marego Walk! Take it from me!” This sentence was yelled out by Young Master Li Xiong Tu Li, who had just arrived. The voices were almost excited to change the tone.

“Kill...”

Mo Tianyun was delighted, the proud and evil cloud was shocked, Xie Danqiong's eyes flashed, Dong Tearless hands pressed the knife handle, Roc Wuowe screamed and rushed up...

A Mo family member stepped out under the joy of the throne and reached for the flying knife.

Mo Tianyun is ready. As soon as the knife is available, he turns around and leaves. He doesn't try again. He returns directly to the middle three days!

Mo Tianyun never thought he would have a sword at this moment. But as long as the Yangyang knife is in the hand, it is equivalent to the big secret of becoming Wusheng holding it in half.

As for the other half, either conspiracies or tricks, or exchanges or alliances… some are means.

“Stop! ”

“Stop him! ”

A loud roar. Countless darknesses greet the Mo family at the same time. At this moment, the mumbling, mumbling, brushing... like a heavy rain storm on the heads of four Mo family members!

Heavy rain in the dark!

The three thrones poured out at the same time, forming in the flash of a strong energy storm! At this juncture, the reaction of the three thrones can be said to have reached its point quickly and correctly.

The lights of the sword rose at the same time, knocking the flying darker off one side, while the other person had already rushed out with only the Yuan Qi body, facing the darker, rushing towards the Yang Yang knife!

Mo Tianyun's face smiled proudly. Even the nearest few of them, at this moment, even if the fairies come, they can't stop the Mo family from getting this knife first!

In the meantime, all of a sudden something is happening!

A knife flying at a high speed in the middle of the sky, suddenly stopped!

Halfway through the sky!

Then, he flew back to the past!

“Fuck you! Cable on the knife!” Mo Tianyun very rarely burst out loud, Jun-soo's face became ragged, cursing out loud: “This bastard! Son of a bitch!”

This treasure is about to arrive, but it's empty again? Young Master Mo is about to collapse!

At this moment, the silver flash suddenly flashed and the flaming sun knife, flying back at high speed, shouted "Boom” and fell from the sky.

There are still a few pieces of copper left in the hands of the proud and evil cloud. Just now, he broke the thread on the knife with a piece of copper.

Now, the knife is slowly falling, and this falling position is actually in the middle of the Ao clan and the Mo clan!

The Ao clan and the Mo clan's master of the throne simultaneously jump like a wolf!

At this moment, a sudden bang, something suddenly exploded where the flaming knife was about to fall, a dark mist, with the sweetness of silk, diffused. That one's covered in a three-square circle!

At this moment when the fog rose, the blade finally landed on the ground.

Right in the dark fog.

A voice smiled: “You guys be careful, it's a bone-eating soul scent; once it's on, the bones are turned into black water, don't blame me for not warning. ”

All masters stop at the same time! The fastest Mo family throne, one hand has reached into the black fog, busy shrinking out, but one right palm has turned black, from the tip of the finger, has drifted out of the black water.

I couldn't help but scream out loud.

“Little poison!” Mo Tianyun yelled at the same time as the proud and evil cloud. His eyes were sharp and he turned to look.

A young man in black with a shy smile appeared at the edge of the circle, behind him two old black robes.

“Oh, I'm so sorry. I already told you, you still reach in...” This black robe boy said sadly: "This... this look at this hand is about to turn into black water, what should we do? This is the hand of the throne. ”

The teenager looked soft and weak and shy, but doing things was extremely harsh! And no mercy at all!

“Get the antidote!” Mo Tianyun drank furiously. The right hand of the Mo's throne has swelled and the black water on his fingertips is seeping faster and faster.

With the power of the throne, there is no resistance to this poison!

And now, that knife is surrounded by this poison!

“Oops, I'd like to take out the antidote, too; but I'm greedy enough to want the knife.” The black robe teenager looked at Mo Tianyun with grief: "Little brother is too weak, Mo, can you help me? ”

Mo Tianyun is almost dizzy!

But in the eyes, it also reveals contradictions to the extreme.

Once the Yangtze knife is obtained, it is time for the Mo family to fly! But now this injured throne is an important member of his own Mo family!

Wouldn't it be cool if I didn't save you?

“Brother Mo... is this broken knife more important than the life of the noble throne?” The black robe teenager said with a blink of his eyes.

The muscles on Mo Tianyun's face were spasmodic, and the divine color instant transformed more than a dozen times.

In the dark, Chuyang's attention at this moment was focused on the young man in the black robe. He watched this guy wield his grim appearance. Chuyang had already made a conclusion in his heart: it seems that this guy is the one from the future: one of the twelve characters in the middle of three days, Poison Shah!

He looked at the knife on the ground. At this moment, the black fog has faded. If it's a distance, the Mo family is still nearest! Almost one loot and you'll get it!

Mo Tianyun's eyes sparkled with a constantly struggling divine colour and suddenly shouted with a cracking desire: “Uncle Cheng Gui! My nephew, I'm sorry about today! For the sake of the family, I command you to bring the Yangtze knife! ”

The injured master of the throne, the Mo family's throne is priceless!

If it is by grade, it is Mo Tianyun's clan uncle!

The eyes of the proud and evil clouds reveal a vigilant divine colour. Mo Tianyun's fierce, unbroken performance at this moment! For the sake of the family, for the sake of profit, your own uncle of the throne can abandon without blinking!

There is a sad colour in the eyes. He knew that the other party was using poison to blackmail the Mo family, and that Mo Tianyun had rejected the other party's proposal, that is to say, his life, and it was gone by now!

Bite your teeth, yell, suddenly fit into the dark fog, the next moment, the Yang Yang knife has been thrown out of the dark fog, and then the whole person rushed out of the black fog, shouting: “Young master, please! ”

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< Once online today, I found that everyone cared about me, and the QQ window flashed for a while, counting, seventy-three messages. Well, it's all a way of treating that disease... making me cry.

I'm just allergic, okay? Who's ever seen that sick man on his chest... you... are so impure!

In other words, I have been suffering from itching for two days. I changed three ointments in a row, or itching. The allergens could not be detected by the hospital, and I recommend hospitalization. But being in the hospital for this is not good enough.

I went to an old TCM doctor and told me I might have been poisoned by a cold stroke. Uh, cake shoppers, wind poison... that's the first time I've heard of this stuff.

I can't help it, I'm roasting it with pork bars now; the burning pain, that itch can be eliminated for a while, it will work for over half an hour, then sear...

The old Traditional Chinese doctor said, "Leave him alone, he won't take any medicine, he won't be here in a week." But... can withstand the pain, but who can withstand the itch?

A candlestick is now being placed horizontally on the table, and the strips are on top, and I am roasting... the outburst has not broken out in the last few days. Wait till I'm ready in the explosion.

I owe you two more! > (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)