798. Chapter 798 Close the door and beat the dog 6
This little guy plotted against him again. He obviously didn't want his life, but he insisted on getting benefits from him. This kind of thinking really makes people like him more and more.
Such an intimate and natural gesture of pampering suddenly made Luo Yu stunned, and he glanced sideways at King Dongtian.
Seeing this, King Dongtian pinched Luo Yu's cheek even more and smiled enchantingly.
That intimate look really made it seem like Luo Yu was the man Dongtian Wang loved.
Xiao Yin saw it from behind and reacted faster than Luo Yu, grabbing Dong Tian Wang's hand with one paw.
Their Luo Yu likes the silver-haired Yun Shitian, so he won't even look good if he doesn't pinch him, huh.
Eliminate those who have bad intentions towards Luo Yu, and go back to show your merits later.
Xiao Yin faced the East Heavenly King with all his teeth and claws.
When King Dongtian saw Xiao Yin's behavior, he immediately burst into laughter and refused to confront Xiao Yin.
That kind of look is really like loving Wujiwu and not knowing Xiaoyin.
Wuhua came back to his senses after watching, and looked at it with a twitching corner of his mouth.
Is their king really starting to like men?
After glancing at Dongtian Wang, Luo Yu had no time to meet Dongtian King at this time. He turned his head and looked at the frantic three-day elite soldiers below, and clapped his hands.
Immediately, the four generals standing tall pressed down on the light balls on their respective high platforms and turned around fiercely.
In an instant, there was no wind in the photomask, and layers of quicksand curtains rolled up.
The layer of golden white sand surged up, forming a wall-like tornado. The wind and clouds began to roll from all directions, forcing towards the people in the mask.
It is elegant and quiet, without majestic momentum or turbulent roar.
Instead, the curtain rolled in lightly, like the spring breeze blowing on the face.
However, just like this, a tornado shaped like a spring breeze blew by, causing screams and earth-shattering dust to rise up.
Crush, really crush.
Wherever the golden sand tornado passed, anything it collided with was crushed to pieces by their spring breeze.
It is not the power of devouring, nor the power of confinement.
Instead, it crushes everything, grinds everything it collides into powder, and eliminates it from this world.
This is the ultimate mask secret of Vatican City.
Suddenly changing color, the two kings of the north and south in the mask,