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At the moment of the throwing, the voice of Jun Ling’s reminder also sounded.

"Hundreds of red makeup, the bottle is glass. Once it is broken, it will be useless."

At the same time, the monarch attacked the white lion directly to the side!

Seeing the sudden attack of the monarchy, the white lion also subconsciously dodged.

Seeing that the glass bottle is going to land on the floor, the red makeup of the hundred miles is moving, and the glass bottle is attached to the hand.

Taking advantage of the gap between the red and the glass bottles, the fascinating body of the sorrowful body slammed and smashed the red makeup of the hundred miles, which quickly retreated and was removed from the grip of the red makeup.

"Xiao girl, are you okay?" Jun Lingqi came to the side of the bleak dance, and the handsome face showed a look of concern.

The sorrow dance nodded. "Jun Gongzi, thank you very much."

She is very clear, if there is no Jun Ling, she must have died in the hands of the hundred-mile red makeup.

"Xiao girl is polite, we are our own people, as long as you are well, I will be relieved." Jun Ling's face is still smiling, revealing the feeling of spring breeze.

Taking advantage of such a Jun Ling, the heartbeat of the bleak dance suddenly increased a bit, and the cheeks appeared a blush.

Although she knew that Jun Lingyi had a good impression on herself, she did not care too much.

Because the practitioners who pursued her have always been a lot.

After Jun Lingyi saved herself, her thoughts suddenly changed.

Until then, she discovered that Junling is also so handsome.

Most importantly, he is very important in his eyes.

Jun Lingyi also noticed the change of the bleak dance, and the pride in his heart was even more intense.

It seems that his goal is to be achieved.

The bleak dance obviously has a feeling of heart for him. As a result, it is only a matter of time to completely capture the heart of the bleak dance!

He would have to thank Baili Red Makeup. If there is no such thing, I am afraid that I will not be able to completely let Xiaosha Dance like myself for a while!

After seeing the bleak dance out of control, Bailihong makeup didn't care too much. After carefully checking the blood and there was no problem, I handed it to Xiaohei.

"Little black, this is for you."

At this moment, the little black is too weak, and Bailihong makeup hopes that it can recover quickly after recovering the essence. Otherwise, it is very difficult to stay awake in this state.

"Thank you for your master." Xiaohe took over the blood.

"Hundreds of red makeup, even if you saved your contract beast, what is the use? You have to die here today."

The monarchy looked at the cold makeup and looked at the red makeup. He only thought that the other party was doing nothing.

Their goal has never been black, but a hundred red makeup.

From the moment when the red makeup appeared here, it was destined to never leave.

Hearing, Baili red makeup chuckled, "The outcome has not yet been fixed, you should not be too happy!"

"Haha, what did I hear?" Jun laughed and laughed. "You are not the sixth-order starlight. You want to escape from our hands. It is a dream!"

They have already learned the specific strength of the hundred-mile red makeup from the mouth of Xu Minglei. Even if Xu Minglei repeatedly stressed that the fighting power of Baili Red Make-up is stronger than its strength, they will not put it too seriously.

How strong can you be stronger?

Can the sixth-order starlight destroy the nebula's practitioners?