Death stepped on a strong black cloud and walked by her side.
His walking speed looks very slow, but like the wind, he sees it in front of him, but he is instantly reaches his face.
Yang Zi's eyebrows seeing that he was about to walk in front of the car, he couldn't care about it anymore, holding the small iron tower, and hit him.
No matter how powerful Mo Xiejian is, it is just a refiner on earth.
But the small iron tower is different. Since getting it, Yang Zimei always feels that it is not a thing on earth, but it should be a real artifact.
The death did not turn around, but the elbow suddenly bent, and the sickle was cut to the small iron tower.
Show!
A sharp metal impact sounded, a red and black light rushed out of the sky between the sickle and the small iron tower, tearing the black sky ...
Yang Zimei shocked slightly, and was scared by this sudden light.
The death seemed to be surprised a bit, the nose hummed a "咦", and turned back ...
With his turning, the hair of his other half -face had been covered up with it ...
Seeing the half face, Yang Zimei was stunned again.
The half face before was exactly the same as Xuehu, so handsome without any flaws.
Unexpectedly, the other half -face, but like a Shura, in addition to ink black, it is also rotten, and it can even vaguely see the disgusting bugs climbing.
The eyes here are not the same as the eyes just now. There is no pupil, only red.
The red is like all the blood in the world gathered in it, which is shocked.
Isn't it Xuehu?
Yang Zimei watched the half -angel and half of the demon's face in the death of the god of death ...
Her heart was a bit panic.
This panic is not from the horror of the face of death, but is afraid that the death god is the robbery of the snow lake.
No matter her shock, the sickle on her hand was picked again, and picked it on the small iron tower in her hand ...
The red light of the small iron tower appeared sharply, and the entire volume became large. It was so high that it was the same as Yang Zimei. It was like a spirituality.
Another black and red bright light, and then like a firework, it burst into the sky curtain, the fine flames were scattered, and it looked beautiful, but it was thrilling.
The eight bodyguards who followed them, naturally they couldn't see Yang Zimei who stepped on the dark clouds. They only saw the small iron tower on her hand became larger, and finally there was a strange light shot on the sky.
Of course, they also felt that the atmosphere around him was very different, as if standing on Xiao Suo’s massacre ...
They did not frown in front of the strong enemies, and they unconsciously hugged their arms, so that the goosebumps that suddenly raised were dispelled.
They really don't know what happened.
Huo Wenhua once told them that the girl was not an ordinary person, and everything had to obey her instructions.
However, Huo Wenhua, who is similar to the vitality, Huo Wenhua, which is similar to the ghost and god, can see the ghosts and gods, and you can also see the battle between Yang Zimei and the god of death.
The battle seemed to be just two times, but he saw that he was frightened and sweatlessly.
However, he couldn't see the appearance of death, but he could only see a man with a darkness all over his body. It felt very depressed and deterrent.
Thinking of Yang Zimei's first instructions, he also guessed that it might be the god of death.
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[Weakly ask, do you forget to vote for the Light of Xixi Rookie because he is even less than Xi Xi?