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Chapter 1997

On the side, Dugu Mengxi pulled Fengliu and said low voice and said, "So the ancients said well, but usually could not see it, but at all times, see the true temperament."

Dugu Mengxi also said: "When I usually don't meet danger, she has a good acting skills. Naturally, if you want to pretend, you will pretend, but now ... When the crisis of life and death, where can she still have the energy to pretend?

"

Feng Liu muttered in his heart: "Good hypocritical."

And at this moment!

"Break me!"

Princess Ming Laer concentrated on her energy and consumed most of her aura. She finally wiped out the people of the death team one by one, but she didn't look good herself, her face was pale and terrible.

"Go to the seventh layer."

Princess Ming Laer has no extra words, and take the lead to rush to the seventh floor!

When Princess Ming Laer came to the seventh floor with a group of people, Feng Wu was also on the seventh floor.

On the seventh floor, both sides are thinking, that is ,-

The difficulty of the task is the same.

The final result depends on how these seventh floor.

In the seventh floor, there are three large sun hanging in the sky. The sun is pure and the holy light is burning.

However, there is nothing on the seventh floor. There are only two teams. Look at me, I look at you.

However, when the two teams stood together, they argued.

The first -elected team headed by Princess Ming Laner, one by one, wounded on her body, and blood stains on her clothes. At a glance, she experienced some bloody battles.

On the other hand, the Jedi Survival Squad ... Each is bright, spiritual, clean and tidy, not like going through life and death battles at all.

"you--"

Feng Liu pointed at Dugu Momo: "You, why are you not injured?"

Originally, according to the idea of ​​the election team, their difficulty coefficients were low, and they all experienced nine deaths and scarred, but the Jedi Survival Team next door is the difficulty of hell level.

Generally, is it easy to be comfortable?

Dugho saw that they were injured and ridiculed, but the face was very blank: "Ah? Why do we have injuries on our body?"

Feng Liu: "Aren't you made up?"

Dugu Mo's face is innocent: "Of course, how can I get up?"

Feng Liu: "Why don't you be injured? Aren't you difficult for you?"

Duguya Mo suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean this? Then you do n’t know. Almost all of us are done by Feng Xiaowu."

What?!

Feng Wu?!

Not only Fengliu was shocked, everyone around at this moment looked at Feng Wu with an extremely shocked eyes!

"How can she be?" Feng Liu said with a sneer, "What kind of strength can she have a person alone?"

"Fengliu, it seems that you really underestimate Feng Xiaowu. How powerful is your five sisters in your family ... You can't imagine it!"

"Hehe-" Feng Liu didn't believe it at all.

Is Wang Ye angry? "

"Ha?" Dugu Mo looked at Fengliu with his eyes like an idiot.

Feng Yan looked at Fengliu with a smile: "Is this a satirical king?"


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