Fengxun saw the melon skull teenager curled up in the small black hole.
"You didn't run?!" The slap of Feng Qi took a slap!
The Guizi hat boy hummed twice, glanced at Feng Xun, and didn't want to ignore him.
"Actually, you still make a run away, you are very courageous!" Speaking of this, Fengxun took another slap and shot it again!
The Guizi Hat teenager snorted coldly, don't face his face, ignore the wind, and can't do it.
Feng Wu has been holding his arms in both hands, watching cold eyes.
Her cold eyes stared at the Gua Skin Hat boy, looking at him carefully. Such eyes, the gourd hat boy in his heart was hairy.
The wind on the side has already turned out a dagger, and it is compared with the neck of the melon hat.
"Believe or not, Lao Tzu killed you?" Feng Yan threatened him.
The Gui Pi glance glanced at Feng Xun, and his eyes were full of disdain!
At this glance, the wind was completely angry.
The dagger in Fengxun's hand fell!
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Young face, from the right eyelid to the lower jaw, is drawn a bright red bloodstain!
The wound is long and deep, the skin is flipping outside, the blood is flowing, a piece of flesh and blood is blurred, and it looks shocking ...
Feng Wu's eyebrows remained motionless, watching the melon leather hat boy lightly.
But the reaction of the melon -skinned hat is really unexpected than everyone.
Faced with a sudden wound, the Guizi hat boy didn't even hum.
Not only did he not hum, but he didn't even move the eyelids.
Fengxun held the bloody dagger, and Leng Bing stared at the melon leather hat boy: "Who are you? Say!"
The young eyelids of the melon skull did not lift the eyelids, and glanced at Feng Xun without heart: "Hum."
Feng Xun was suddenly angry!
Good bone!
"Okay, very good, don't you say, right?" Feng Yan was angry, his dagger was in the heart nest of the young man with melon hats, "I want to see, if you dig it from here, your life is not there!"
Under normal circumstances, such a threat can always threaten the melon skull teenager?
But what is unexpected is ——————————
The Guizi Hat boy raised his eyes without any illness, glanced at Feng Xun with a contempt, and laughed: "Hehe."
Fengxun: "!!!"
Maybe Fengxun has never been provoked in this life. For a while, he turned red, and the dagger in his hand was holding forward!
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The sound of the dagger into the meat is clear.
It wasn't until the blood brought out a fluffy blood mist and splashed the blood on the wind, and the wind suddenly recovered a bit of reason!
"I ... I killed him?"
Feng Xun looked at the melon hat teenager with a dagger in his chest, turning his head difficultly, his eyes stunned at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu: "You start so fast, I want to stop it."
Feng Xun cried and lost his face: "What should I do now? The clues are broken here? Xiao Wu, I'm sorry for you ..."
Looking at the frustrated wind, Feng Wu shook his head with a smile.
"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry ..." Feng Yan was a little annoyed and guilty, and he didn't even dare to look at Feng Wu's eyes.
Feng Wu glanced at the Fengxun, and his eyes shifted to the gourd skin hat boy.
"Dead if you die, it's not an important person anyway, let's go." Feng Wu waved his hand against Fengyu.
"Ah?" Feng Yan looked at Feng Wu puzzled, his eyes were full of doubts.
He always feels that there is something wrong ...
"Go?" Feng Yan looked at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu: "Everyone is dead, the clues are broken, what's the point of staying here? Let's go."