"Chan Juan."
"Whatever you say."
"In this holy land, you will be my woman in the end."
"I advise you to be my woman."
"Otherwise, you may know that your man is good."
Lingxiao spirit eyes cold again said.
Chan Juan's words, for Lingxiao soul, is undoubtedly a kind of provocation and insult.
A woman dare to talk to him like this, even if she is his favorite.
It doesn't work either.
"Lingxiao spirit."
"I'll correct you again."
"I am not your woman."
"Not in the past, and even less likely in the future."
"I'm the man Chan Juan likes."
"You are not qualified for the spirit of Lingxiao."
"I won't choose you, even if I marry the son of Chonglou as a concubine."
"You'd better die that heart."
Chan Juan cold voice and way.
Chan Juan at the moment, the Paris pulled in.
This is a bit unexpected for Chonglou.
It's just that Chan Juan said that.
How to listen to Chonglou, how to feel strange.
This woman, she's taking herself for a gun.
Although Chan Juan has a little curiosity about Chonglou.
But she has no feelings for Chonglou.
Besides, Chan Juan is very proud.
As the saint of Bingyan holy land, her talent, strength and identity are unusual.
The vision is also very high.
There are so many girls around Chonglou, Chanjuan's image of Chonglou is even better.
It's just that Chanjuan deliberately says this to Lingxiao spirit, which is a little strange.
After Chan Juan's words.
Especially when it comes to marrying Chonglou as a concubine.
The Lingxiao spirit on the opposite side directly broke out the idea of killing.
The fluctuating semi holy breath vibrated.
The warriors around them were scared to dodge.
"Chan Juan."
"Since you are going to marry this kind of rubbish and be a concubine."
"Then I'll kill him first."
"I want him dead."
In the hands of Lingxiao spirit, the symbolic Xuanli of Jiming holy land, the power of Yanming rises in an instant.
This Lingxiao spirit is really a killer to the heavy building.
Lingxiao spirit wants to fight against Chonglou.
Chan Juan, on the contrary, stepped aside.
Seems to want to see the two fight.
"Bad woman."
"That's disgusting."
See Chan Juan so, Chonglou elder brother suddenly a little depressed.
It has always been he who molested women. Unexpectedly, now he was molested.
Chonglou is depressed.
But in the face of Lingxiao spirit, Chonglou has to be ready to start.
But in this moment.
A shock appeared in the lost seaway.
Originally half immersed in the sea lost seaway.
All of a sudden, it rose.
The rising lost Seaway is like a cliff, towering like a cloud.
The whole lost seaway climbed into the clouds.
The gathering points of these lost sea lanes are like islands in the sky.
It's just the lost sea way.
There seems to be more danger.
"Garbage boy."
"Lucky for you."
"Lost seaway opens."
"I'll spare your life for a while."
"You'd better get out of here by yourself."
"Otherwise, after the passage of the lost seaway."
"I will kill you."
Lingxiao soul pointed to the nose of the tower, cold voice threat way.
"Lingxiao spirit saint."
"It's not easy to get through lost sea lanes."
"Beware of falling into the sea and being eaten by fish."
Chonglou sneered.
"You want to die!"
Lingxiao spirit's face is cold, and the truth directly kills Chonglou.
But lost in the sea, Lingxiao soul, don't want to waste time in Chonglou.
The figure flashed and directly stepped on the towering road of lost sea way.