The first thousand four hundred and seventy-six chapters roll
The car quickly drove to the airport.
Wu Jiu Gang is going to open the door.
Ling Xiao's phone rang, Ling Xiao answered the phone, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly. He looked at Wu Jiu: "The director! Slowly, don't rush back to Beijing, there is a problem with the Tengchong volcano."
"Tengchong volcano, isn't that the base camp of Yingzong?" Wu Jiu frowned: "I sent a division to the past, can I clean up a magic religion?"
Ling Xiao nodded solemnly: "This division was surrounded by countless monsters at this time.
"Although the people of Yingzong were basically annihilated, this division was besieged by countless monsters on the Tengchong volcano, and there was no way to go down the mountain to evacuate."
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "The firepower of a division group, in the case of sufficient ammunition, kills a way in the monsters created by these agar jade, should not be a problem?"
"You don't know." Ling Xiao looked at Lin Xiaofeng: "The manufacturing cost of spiritual bullets is extremely high. This division does not have all the spiritual bullets. Only two are carried by the spiritual bullets.
bullet."
"The original imagination was that no matter what evil surgery would be, a large number of bullets were scanned in the past, and even if it was not a spiritual bullet, they could solve them."
Ling Xiaotong paused: "Of course, this is indeed the case. Although these members of the film sects are all masters, the number of bullets is too large, and even ordinary bullets cannot be blocked."
"But the monsters made with agar jade are different." Ling Xiao's complexion was extremely dignified: "These monsters use ordinary bullets, and they can't kill at all."
Wu Jiu was quite boldly said: "In this case, then rush to the Tengchong volcano!"
Ling Xiao frowned: "The division on the Tengchong volcano must be saved, but the members of the monster bureau were exhausted, and even some overloaded battles, now they rush to the Tengchong volcano?"
The Tengchong volcano is in Yunnan.
At this time, they were in Yunnan, and the speed of rushing to the past was fast.
Wu Jiu nodded: "Well, rush over! Just take a break in the car. Go for a while and you have to die."
"Life is close to the sky!"
After speaking, Wu Jiu issued an order, all members of the demon bureau, turned to the Tengchong volcano!
However, this order was issued, everyone who grabbed the monster bureau was not satisfied with the slightest.
Some people are even a little excited.
The excited person is naturally chasing the wind.
Chasing the wind can be described as a long time.
Before the sea, he couldn't help whale monsters. He couldn't help.
This time he dealt with Jinwu, he was barely fist, and even a firebird sent by Jinwu did not dare to touch it at all.
These times have made him aggrieved.
There is even more energy in my heart.
Finally, wait until the opportunity.
Sitting next to Lin Xiaofeng, he said with a smile on his face: "Look at it, I will make all these monsters into small cakes!"
All members of the demon bureau, Qi Qi Chao Teng rushed to the volcano.
Nympho
Yunnan went to the highway in Wanzhou, Chongqing.
Huang Qianyi was sitting on a couple in a taxi, and his eyes looked out of the window.
When he was resurrected in the prefecture, he was very excited. If he was resurrected, everyone had to be happy.
Then, he asked to resurrect his Tibetan king and wanted to ask his parents' Yangshou, and he could live for a few years.
It was a sunny thunderbolt that was waiting for him.
His parents are dead!
Huang Qianyi is a big filial son.
Since childhood, he was loved by his parents.
He was the cause of his parents' death even if he asked the Tibetan King.
The King of Tibet told Huang Qianyi's death of Huang Qianyi's parents' death.
After Huang Qianyi listened, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
The driver is an uncle in his forties. He smiled and looked at Huang Qianyi on the side: "Buddy, you, you, you, the big man, hit me directly from Yunnan to Chongqing. What is so urgent?"
"Go to the grave." Huang Qian said lightly.
The driver smiled embarrassedly.
Huang Qianyi then asked: "Master, I ask you a question, if you say that you die for your brother who grows from childhood, but after you resurrect, you find that your parents are died because of your brother.
Protect your parents. "
"How would you choose?"
The driver looked at Huang Qianyi embarrassed, just like looking at a neuropathy, but he still answered: "This depends on whether there is any distress, some people always have all kinds of sufferings."
"No matter what suffering, my parents are really dead." Huang Qianyi pinched his fist.
There was a crackling crisp.
The driver couldn't help but glance at Huang Qianyi: "Brother, don't be excited, it's a little bit of the fare."
Looking at Huang Qianyi's muscles, the driver couldn't help swallowing his mouth.
Can't help but think of, shouldn't you pull a neurotic?
And it is still such a strong neuropathy.
I really want to fight, I can't surrender him.
The driver's heart is a bit bitter.
Damn, what's the matter.
Huang Qianyi's heart is playing.
Huang Qianyi asked himself and said, "Xiaofeng is my brother for so many years, he must do his best."
"But what's the use of what you do, my parents are still dead!"
"But now Xiaofeng is not useful, and my parents will not be resurrected."
"It's just that I always feel a thorn in my heart, Xiaofeng, why don't you protect my parents!"
In the last sentence, Huang Qianyi yelled almost.
He is playing with Lin Xiaofeng's brotherhood, and his family and his parents. He is playing.
Huang Qianyi's eyes are all blood, and they are on the edge of collapse.
The driver who drove was scared by Huang Qianyi, and he couldn't help but think of: "The real mother is neurotic!"
Soon, the driver stopped the car on the edge of the high -speed road: "Buddy, I'll go to the toilet!"
Later, the driver ran outside the fence and hurriedly called the police call.
Huang Qianyi sat on the taxi and looked at the sky outside the window.
Suddenly, the underground slowly rushed up the black evil spirits.
These black evil spirits gradually surrounded Huang Qianyi.
"Who are you?" Huang Qian frowned and asked.
A hoarse and harsh voice came in Huang Qianyi's ear: "Huang Qianyi, Lin Xiaofeng killed your parents, why bother to deceive himself and say that he has to be or did he do his best?"
"Lin Xiaofeng's strength, really do your best, can your parents die ..."
Huang Fat's eyes suddenly became determined and roared: "Want to disturb my mind? Roll!"
As he roared out of this word, these evil spirits suddenly broke up and dissipated in the vehicle.