Chapter 474

"Boom"

buried in the stream, it rained heavily, and in the stream, it was a few sleepless days and nights.

Bai Jiao's understanding of what he says and what he does has come to the most critical moment. In the distance, someone's pit is bigger and bigger, and more and more, and even his personal shadow can't be seen.

"Baijiao, there's more water, move out"

in the pit, someone's voice came out again, saying.

Bai Jiao felt that he had no time to worry about the title with the former. With a wave of his hand, the rain in the puddle rolled out and directly knocked someone into a dog to chew the mud.

"Bah, bah"

Ning Chen got up, spat out two mouthfuls of soil, raised his head and said in an angry voice, "can't you be careful"

Bai Jiao ignored it and continued to understand it in the rain. The waves were surging and changing, suddenly like a Kunpeng spreading his wings, or like an angry dragon going out to sea, with amazing power.

The roar of thunder reverberated in the sky. The rain gradually decreased, and the water waves gradually dissipated.

"Go out when it rains next time"

Bai Jiao said, and immediately turned and walked to the other side.

Kaiyang emperor, central atrium, purple vast, Yuan emperor static stand, looking at the body kneeling on the ground in front of three figures, light way, "kill!"

"Yes"

the three princes immediately got up and left.

Four hundred miles outside Qiyue City, the butterfly moves forward. Her white feet are now covered with blood. She is at a loss and has no goal.

Zhao Liusu followed him, and his eyes did not dare to leave the former for a moment. He was very anxious.

She could feel that sister butterfly was almost unable to hold on.

At this time, the variables suddenly appeared. In all directions, a series of figures in black appeared. On the road ahead, three figures came out, and the three princes of Kaiyang Dynasty appeared in the dilemma.

"Tassel girl, we have been ordered to take you back" led by the big prince Yi Chaohui out, calm way.

Zhao Liusu is not happy to see them. She looks at the butterfly in the flower anxiously and says, "I'll go back with you, but you're not allowed to fight against sister butterfly"

"I'm sorry, my father has a life. The butterfly in the flower must die," Yi Chaohui says lightly.

"Is that what my grandfather meant? I'll go back and beg my grandfather now! " Zhao Liusu said anxiously.

"It's too late, someone is coming." Yi Chaohui waved and said coldly.

"Kill"

with an order, the three princes of Kaiyang led the army to force their lives with a cold front, and the killing was loud.

Soldiers surge like the sky, buried flowers bloom in the yellow spring, a knife, black as ink, blade by, blood all over the sky.

Red gun across the sky, brave and good at fighting, gun life, type of soul.

The thirteen princes reappeared their extraordinary martial spirit, wielding thousands of guns to block the path of the God of swords.

On the other side, Yi Chaohui waved his double swords, cold front road, quickly accept life.

When the two princes took part in the war, the butterflies in the flowers were still fighting bravely, and the swords were like a rainbow.

At this moment, the ninth prince, who was watching the battle on one side, started to carry wind and thunder. His halberd opened up in all directions. The heavy halberd of Xuanjin broke through the air and fell down. At that time, the heaven and earth were out of balance, and the earth was cracked and the mountains were shaking.

With a bang, the sword and halberd collided with each other. The butterfly's arm in the flower was dripping with blood, but he still refused to step back. As soon as the sword turned, he went up to meet the halberd.

The butterfly dances, the red spear gets in the way again, and the double swords pass by later. The three princes are merciless and ruthless in their moves, and their moves will last forever.

In the fierce battle, blood was spilled all over the sky, butterflies were killed and knives were killed.

See the opponent is still fighting, nine prince a wave, in the army, two figures appear, Xiao sound played, fog scattered in the air.

Double poison add body, flower butterfly feet suddenly a falter, almost fell.

"Sister butterfly, be careful"

in the army, Zhao Liusu saw this and quickly reminded her.

Words did not fall, a stab, the front of the gun cut the blue, with a touch of blood, poignant force eyes.

The butterfly in the flower returns to the sword and shakes away the former, but he feels that his eyes and ears are gradually deaf. In a flash, the sight and the sound in his ears disappear.

Hearing and hearing loss, in a world without feeling and silence, butterflies in flowers have no choice but to believe that the knife in their hands can stimulate the killing power, and all of them will explode, bury the flowers and cut them, kill or kill.

Broken limbs and arms flying all over the sky, intuition in the knife, regardless of anyone, close to, only kill!

"The God in the sword really deserves its reputation"

Yi Chaohui stepped back two steps, waved his hand, and teams of people in black with heavy crossbows appeared, broke through the empty arrow rain and swept out.

The butterfly in the flower feels that the crisis is coming, and the sword dance is sweeping the city, blocking a Heavy Crossbow and a cold arrow.

Stabbing, there was another sound of tearing clothes and silk, and the cold arrow brought out a touch of black blood, which was inserted on the earth far away.

"Er"

toxic attack, flower butterfly feet falter, again vomit a mouthful of ink red.

The serious injury is not healed, and the body is poisonous. It's hard to spread the wings of a butterfly. Once, he was proud of the world's heroes. Now, he has a little bit of black and red, the God of the sword, and is at a dead end.After the arrow rain, the army surrounded again, and the three princes attacked and killed with their soldiers, making their moves more fierce.

"Butterfly dance, Qingping"

there are many crises, and the butterfly in the flower knows that the end is coming. He twines his sleeves with a knife, and the knife appears in the knife. In the flower burial, a white blade is drawn out, and the butterfly dance with two blades, and the enemy's eyes are illuminated.

At the beginning of the war, countless people in black were in different places. The butterfly in the flower stepped on them and left with all his strength.

"Chasing" Yi Chaohui waved and said in a deep voice.

To make sound, the black streamer across the road, a man in black swept out, quickly chasing up.

Yi HongMian, the ninth prince, also turned to Liuguang and chased the butterfly in the flower.

Funeral stream, thunderous bursts, waiting for a few days of two people, once again waiting for a heavy rain, this time the rain, under the amazing, rumbling thunder, resounding throughout the mountain stream.

Ning Chen dug several huge pits, which had already stored a lot of rain before, and when there was a rare heavy rain, they all overflowed.

"OK," said Ning Chen.

Bai Jiao nodded. With a wave of his right hand, the water in the huge pit rolled out and rushed straight into the sky.

"Waterfall"

words follow the way, the world is vast, a huge waterfall thrust nine days, hanging upside down, shocking the scene, shocking the world.

"Go"

Bai Jiao grabbed the arms of the people around him and stepped on the waterfall. The torrential rain came from all directions, constantly replenishing the water vapor scattered in the waterfall.

Time is pressing, can't tolerate the slightest delay, two people speed is faster and faster, quickly ascend the sky.

"Boom"

the thunder broke through the sky, and the pouring rain became smaller as time went by.

Above the waterfall, the water vapor is falling faster and faster, but the rain is gradually unable to make up, and there are many faults.

Seeing this, Bai Jiao's heart sank and he realized that he could not hesitate any more. With a clear roar, he turned into a dragon.

The next moment, however, between heaven and earth, a pure white dragon circled out, rolled over a stunned person, crossed into the waterfall and rushed straight into the sky.

After ten breath, a white light rush out of the stream, fall on the edge of the cliff, after shape, wave someone aside.

The mist shrouded the demon Zun. Bai Jiao, who had recovered his cultivation, looked at the human being in front of him and endured it many times before he gave him a slap and made him afraid of death.

Ning Chen gets up and checks himself carefully. After finding that he is not injured, he points his middle finger to Bai Jiao and turns to leave.

"Wait a minute," Bai Jiao said in a cold voice.

Ning Chen hears speech, immediately stop a pace, turn round vigilant way, "you once swore, want to wait half a year, won't forget so quickly?"

"Timid as a mouse"

Bai Jiao snorted coldly and said, "give me a trace of Fengyuan. I'll kill you one month later"

Ning Chen heard that and turned around and left. When he was stupid, he was raising a tiger? He couldn't beat this guy at first. If he gave him a trace of fengfengyuan, he would be tortured to death in the future.

"Two months!" Bai Jiao bargained for money.

Ning Chen continues to walk, when did not hear.

"Three months!" Bai Jiao continues to raise the price, but he is not sure.

Ning Chen walked faster, but he was on the verge of running.

"Half a year" Bai Jiao tone had a trace of anger, deep voice way.

Ning Chen is ready to run.

"One request" Bai Jiao gritted his teeth.

Ning Chen turned around and came back. He had already said no, and asked for sincerity.

"Six months later, don't chase me again" rather Chen very decisively said the request, way.

"This is not good, except this, as long as I can do it," Bai Jiao said in a deep voice.

Ning Chen turns around and goes away. There's no need to talk.

"You don't promise to be better. I'll wait for the first half of the year at most. I'll kill you then. All the Fengyuan are mine," Bai Jiao sneered.

Ning Chen hears speech, stop a pace, walked to come back again.

"Deal"

"Zhixiang"

Bai Jiao's mouth turned a little cold. With the origin of the Phoenix, the second thing is to help him to cultivate. The main thing is that no matter where the despicable human goes, he can't escape from the palm of his hand in half a year.

Ning Chen doesn't know that some demon still has this ability, painfully hand over a drop of original effort, immediately turn around and go, this time, never look back.

Bai Jiao looked at the Phoenix blood in his hand, and a little light flashed in his eyes. This disaster was a blessing in disguise. Unexpectedly, he realized that what he said and what he did was worth it.

Of course, it would be better without this insidious and cunning human being.

In addition, it's time to repay the palm given by the supreme human being.

Academy, pavilion in the lake, standing in the pavilion in the memory of Qingqiu, looks more and more worried.

At this time, the bluebird came and sent a message.

Recalling the change of Qingqiu's face, the scholar inquired about the trace of butterflies in the flowers.

However, it seems that her condition is not very good, or even very dangerous.

I'm in the middle of a robbery and I'm already possessed by the devil. If I can't get through it, I'll be lucky to abolish Wu. I don't know if I can save my life.Compared with this, the more urgent trouble is that since the academy can find the trace of butterflies in flowers, it means that other people who want to do something can do it.

"Old man, the butterfly in the flower is in danger. Please go and bring her back as soon as possible"

thinking of this, I immediately open my mouth and say.

At the gate of the Academy, the old man opened his eyes, got up and nodded solemnly.

Just as he was about to leave, the old man started, a red light came across the sky and appeared before the Academy.

Seeing the former, the old man was shocked.

At the next moment, the old man came back to himself and said in a deep voice, "go and save the butterflies in the flowers. It may be too late if it's too late"

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