What?

Isn't it a fairy drunk?

Everyone was there.

"Isn't it a fairy drunk? Then he ..."

The elder Xingtang, who was just asked, stared wrongly and then pointed at the Fang Face Man.

But the next second, an old man in a martial arts church next to him suddenly pulled him up and low -channel:

"Don't say it."

The elder in Xingtang was stunned for a while, but in the next second, he was suddenly on the spot!

The fairy was drunk, disappeared after eating the five feelings, and it didn't hurt when it was chopped. But it was not under Mo Feng's dance. Who was it?

Those people on the stage, the host is the judge, will definitely not start. Several temple guards, even if they have thoughts, there is no ability, that's the rest ...

Thinking of this, Elder Xingtang's face changed instantly.

No one was present in the present. Elder Xingtang thought, and many people thought.

At the moment, the faces changed hugely, and then looked up at Yan Qingyu on the ring.

"Impossible! Mohistan, Hugh wants to be entangled! Senior Yan Zu is the eighth -order medicine emperor, how can you do this kind of thing? It must be that you have blood spraying people, and apologize to the predecessor Yan Zu!"

Suddenly, a small medicine in the pharmacist stood up sharply, and he pointed at Mo Fengwu in anger.

And he just came here, and several other young medicines also stood up at the same time, clamoring:

"Yes! You are slander!"

"Mojia daughter, you are too much! If you lose, you lose, and you will win if you win. Why are you so despicable?"

"Apologize immediately!"

Several young medicines are full of blood, and they have the same posture if they do not apologize. If they do not apologize.

Seeing this, Mo Fengwu is rare and not angry.

Just smiled slightly, and then replied directly: "Why can't he?"

"Can't just not! He is the predecessor of Yan Zu, the eighth -order medicine emperor, how can he ..."

"What's wrong with the Eighth -order Medicine Emperor? Does he not eat or shit? Do you not sleep or not breathe?"

Speaking, Mo Fengwu dismissed lightly, saying: "Do you know that there is a magic barrier? Have you heard a loss? In this world, there is no perfect thing.

, Never exist.

Born as a person, fame and fortune, money desire ... Any kind is seductive. Therefore, there is a spirit of cultivation.

So the little cubs, why do you say that a eight -order medicine emperor can't cheat?

Even I can tell you clearly, that is, he likes cheating the most. Because he can't afford this face! "

After teaching a group of simple bloody young people, Mo Fengwu turned his eyes and looked at Yan Qingyu, saying: "You said I said, right?"

**

The huge Central Square, as early as Mo Fengwu's soft words, the crowboy was silent.

The weird dead silence, covering the surroundings, is suffocating virtually.

On the ring, Mo Fengwu is still light and light.

And Yan Qingyu, at this time, was already ironing, staring at Mo Fengwu, as if in the next second, he had to eat him.

Before, the host who was favored for a while, the old man who favored the leader, then shrunk again.

Take a look at the left, take a look at the right, and then take a while, and finally gritted his teeth, said:

"That……"

But at this moment, only Yan Qingyu, who had never said nothing, suddenly said:

"Do you say cheating old?"

Mo Fengwu raised an eyebrow: "Are you not?"

"What about evidence?"
Chapter completed!