"The sky is green."
"This little bastard killed my Bo family."
"There is no doubt that he will die."
Bo Feng, the old man of Bo family, said angrily.
His voice was deafening.
The terrible momentum seemed to want to hang the tower.
"How valuable is your family?"
"When bohongshui wants to kill Chonglou."
"Why didn't you jump out and talk about it?"
"Bo Hongshui was killed. He deserved it."
"He was just given the step down and let himself end in a draw."
"He didn't want to."
"Who is to blame for being killed now?"
"Blame him, blame himself."
Green Mo day scornful sneer said.
Bo Feng, an old man of the Bo family, looks angry.
But qingmotian protects Chonglou, but he can only endure anger.
"The sky is green."
"You are not right."
"What kind of a building is this?"
"He is also qualified to be compared with my blogger?"
A voice of disdain came from the sky.
With the appearance of this voice, qingmotian's face became a little pale.
There was sweat on the old forehead.
"Bo miesheng."
"Chonglou is my disciple in red."
"I'll see if he is qualified to be compared with your blogger."
The God King of the Bo family came forward.
The cold voice of weeping red clothes directly pierced the authority of the king of Bojia.
Words cold mouth said.
"Master of red clothes peak."
"Is this Chonglou your disciple?"
The king of Bojia appeared.
He is an old man in a sea blue robe.
In the old man's hand, there is a strange stick.
The crutches are usually made of wood, jade or metal.
However, the crutch on the old man's hand is like the sea.
Anyone who looks at it seems to be sucked into the deep sea and swallowed by the waves.
It's very weird.
The king of Bojia appeared.
And protect the Bo family.
I can't help crying in red.
Although Chonglou is not a disciple of qihongyi.
But Chonglou, after all, is a disciple of Qingyun peak.
In this way, Chonglou is actually a disciple of qihongyi.
It's just a little bit of a relationship.
"Chonglou is my disciple of Qingyun peak."
"Tell me, is he my disciple?"
Weeping red eyes slightly cold look to Bo miesheng.
Bo miesheng's dry face frowned directly.
"I'm even your disciple of Qingyun peak."
"He killed my blogger."
"And they are the disciples that the bloggers have worked hard to cultivate."
"In general, this is an account to my bloggers."
Bo miesheng said with gloomy eyes.
He has come out.
Today, anyway.
It's not easy to let go of Chonglou.
"Big competition in the outer mountains."
"Life and death have their own destiny."
"Again."
"Did you admit defeat just now?"
"If you are killed, you are inferior to others."
"If you Bo family's children, in the same level of strength, can kill Chonglou."
"I don't care at all."
"If Chonglou is killed in that case, it is because he is too weak."
"You deserve to die."
"But from your mouth."
"A little sneer."
"Again."
"Even without these things."
"I, the people of Qingyun peak, killed your bo family."
"Kill, kill."
"What can you do?"
Cry red clothes very overbearing said.
That's what I said.
Bo miesheng's face was even more gloomy.
Bo miesheng is just the next God King.
His strength is not as good as crying in red.
In front of crying red clothes.
Bo miesheng has no temper.