Suddenly, the owner of the Pavilion doubled, "If you lose, then take out ten seven pins, and guarantee that you will never disturb us in the future."
Wang Zhi sighed in embarrassment and whispered.
"This ... Ten sevenpin elixir."
The owner's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.
If he can win, he can not only accept these ten seven -pellets of elixir, but also be in the trend, but also fulfill the face of the Lord of the Yueyue. Maybe he can get more benefits.
Suddenly at this time, a full roar came from the crowd.
"no!"
Hearing this sound, the smile on the main face of the cabinet disappeared instantly.
A man in a red fire uniform rushed out angrily.
The man is very young, but at the age of 20, he is full of muscles, and even his hair is dazzling fiery red.
At this time, his two ax holding a red rope in his hands, rushing all the way like a cannonball, he rushed the crowd out of a gap to the front.
"Yan Jianlu! You go back for me! Come, take him back."
The Lord of the Pavilion issued an order, and others wanted to come over to catch the man away.
But Yan is infinite, and the dozens of more than a dozen people surrounded by one hand are pushed away.
After pushing it away, he stared at Tosue Zong's side with hatred, and his forehead rose.
"Our Fire Pavilion disdains your Zongmen, and roll me!"
"This group of guys, roll!"
For a while, there was a silence in the field.
The person who had just seen the power of the soul -eater, staring nervously at Mo Yu, who was holding his arms on his arms over there, and quickly pulled him back.
The owner of the Pavilion hurriedly came to the ground and said soothe the soothing.
However, Mo Yu feels that this man is a bit simple.
Her eyes narrowed and opened the panel of Yan Shoulu.
[Yan Jianlu, 25 years old, born in the mountains behind the fire pavilion, were raised by a spirit tiger. When he was three years old, he was picked up by the adoptive father and brought it back to the fire.
Therefore, at the age of thirteen, the adoptive father and adoptive mother were taken away by the Zongmen Clock Hall. Since then, there is no news.
A group of people defected, and found another mountain to stand as a king. At the age of one sixty, Bai Roujing helped him find his adoptive parents in Haiyunzong. Since then, he has become one of Bai Roujing's underground lover since then.
At the age of 100, he died to protect Bai Rou quiet.]
Sure enough, she guessed right.
It turned out to be Bai Roujing's underground lover.
I have to say that Bai Roujing's eyes are good.
Although Yan Shoulu was a bit hot, the bee -waist ape, handsome appearance, exquisite facial features, and a little bit of breath.
Over there, the lord of the Pavilion finally soothed him.
Yan Shoulu was dark, and still stared at Zongmen.
Mo Yu suddenly drove the soul -eater to the air, watching him high.
"Do you call Yan Shoulu? Do you think you are very good?"
This sentence seemed to ignite the artillery battle, and Yan Shoulu exploded instantly.
"A woman in Zongmen! There is a skill to fight with me!"
Mo Yu glanced at him. This arrogant momentum made Yan Shoulu jump like a thunder.
"If you have the ability, you will give me down, I will definitely make you look for teeth!"
Mo Yu laughed, and his fingers just played gently in the air.
bump!
It's another loud noise.
A strong spiritual power gathered out of thin air, and hitting heavily on the enchantment.
This time, the enchantment was even more crumbling.
The people in the court were shocked for a while, and couldn't help but exclaim.
"So strong!"
"God! Our enchantment can't carry it at all!"
"Fast back! The enchantment is going to be broken!"
Mo Yu did not continue to attack, but stood on the soul -eating sword and smiled.
"Men don't have a mouth, you can provoke it, but don't forget that there are still many people you can't offend in this world. Since we hate our ancestors, we must first be strong."