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Chapter 1962

horrible--

"Hahaha--"

At this time, a familiar strange laughter appeared in the minds of everyone.

"Master Ghost King!"

Originally, everyone was far away about the ghost king, but now when I hear this sound, I feel inexplicable.

really--

In the blue half of the air, the huge face appeared in front of everyone.

"Stupid young people, if I don't tell you, you can only consume dry, waiting for the explosion of the heart bombardment, and then you all ... hahaha, you will be buried in, hahaha, this, this, this, this, this, this

The picture makes people look forward to it. "

The heart that everyone was looking forward to, instantly dimmed ...

His Majesty the Ghost King is moody and uncertain. What will he do? No one can think of it.

Moreover, the aura of this robe ghost king was too powerful. When he laughed loudly, the air around the air made a burst of distorted and torn sounds. Everyone's eardrum was tingling, dizziness and brain bloating, qi and blood.

"You can't."

Even when Feng Xun was not speechless, Feng Wu stood up bravely from the crowd.

Her Majesty, the ghost king who had a loud laughed, at this moment, a strange and violent gaze stared at Feng Wu, his eyes were sharp and deep, and he was bottomless.

For a while, the surroundings were silent.

Feng Yan squeezed a cold sweat for Fengwu.

This is the site of the ghost king of the robe. Everyone was allowed to kill him.

Sure enough, the attention of the ghost king of the robe fell on Feng Wu.

"What are you talking about?" The eyes of the ghost king of the robe were half -dangerous, and the surrounding air pressure was suppressed very low!

Feng Wu smiled lightly: "I said, you won't."

call out!

When a dark shadow passed, when everyone looked at it carefully, it was found that Feng Wu had been dragged by the ghost king of the robe!

Poor Fengwu was in the air by the ghost king of the robe, her throat, the powerful hand of the ghost king of the robe, the powerful hand was holding her neck!

Death is likely to come next second!

"Xiao Wu!"

Feng Xun was frightened, his eyes tightened fiercely, and his heart beating quickly!

However, the strength of the ghost king of ink robes is too strong for him, so powerful that he can't do it.

Fengxun, Xuan Yi and seven princes, all of them clenched the sword in their hands!

The next moment they will rush up!

However, the phoenix dance facing them, but made a pause gesture.

Little dance her ...

Feng Xun thought of Feng Wu's intelligence and wisdom, and thought of her life, he gritted his teeth and stop everyone: "And wait first!"

The ghost king of the Mo robe did not take Feng Yan in his eyes at all. His cold eyes stared at Feng Wu, one word and one word: "Why?"

Fengwu: "Because you are not a person who is in the rules, you are fun and the most likely to watch. It’ s better to say that you look forward to the winning team to win.

Don't wait for the ghost king of the ghost robe, Feng Wu quickly said: "But, this kind of script that knows the previous plot is very interesting? After so many years, do you have not been tired of ghost king?"

The ghost king of the robe originally wanted to twist the slender and white neck of Feng Wu, but listening to her, his hand paused slightly.

Feng Wu took the opportunity to speed up the speech, and his voice fell out like a bean: "Survival of the Jedi, as the name suggests, is the desperation to survive, the waste material counterattack, and the battle of glory will be possible to become possible, the unsuccessful success becomes successful into success.

, Such a drama, Her Majesty the Ghost King has never seen it before? "


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