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Jichuan is indeed a first-time fairyland repair, but this fight, Baili red makeup will understand that the other party seems to have not been hands-on for a long time, the combat power is not comparable to the average first fairy cultivator.
Her strength to break through the first fairyland is not long, but it is clear that the other party is not her opponent.
However, this is a good thing, saving them so much effort.
"The scorpion is really amazing."
Gong Jun kept the younger brother's gesture and looked at the red makeup on the side. He thought that he would also attack the sneak attack. He found that he had just started a trick, and the rest did not need him to help. The scorpion has already solved all of this, and it is simply neat and tidy.
The red lips of the hundred-mile makeup were slightly raised. I noticed that there was no other movement around. I thought that no one noticed that they also let go of the heart, and then turned to look at the emperor.
This time, both of them are stunned.
Because the ancient building was almost beaten into a mud by the emperor, and it was falling softly on the ground at this moment. The nose and blood were mixed together, and the look of the wolverine could not bear to look straight.
Gong Jun swallowed a sip, what is this hatred?
"Stop...stop..."
Gu Jian gasped and hoped that Emperor Beibei could stop.
"Boss, this guy will die when he fights again." Gong Jun couldn't help but sing.
With the boss for so long, he has not seen the boss like this, it seems that this ancient building is not ordinary hateful, can make the old atmosphere look like this.
Emperor Beibei stopped this hand, and the unparalleled face was full of sorrowful colors. The appearance of Yunjuan Yunshu made it impossible to connect him with what he had just done.
The ancient building was able to breathe a sigh of relief, and lying on the ground could not climb up.
"What do you want to do?"
Aside, Jichuan has been **** by Gong Jun.
"Do you know the sorrowful dancer?" the emperor asked, and took out a portrait.
"I haven't heard of it." Jichuan responded, but when he saw the people on the portrait, his eyes could not help but change for a moment.
Emperor Beibei also captured the change of Jichuan's eyes and said: "Have you seen her?"
"Don't tell him." The weak voice of Gu Jian rang from one side.
As soon as this was said, Emperor Bei’s right hand was lifted, and a sword was flashed. The ancient building was directly pierced by the eyebrows.
"Now, you can say it."
Ji Chuan's eyes widened. Although it was expected that this might happen when I started, I saw that Gu Jian was so dead. He was still very difficult to accept.
"Even if I said that I still have to die, why should I say?"
"Exactly." Baili red makeup raised eyebrows, "but you can choose a happy way to die."
Noticing the ingenuity and embarrassment of the woman's eyebrows, Ji Chuan is a chill from the bottom of his heart. He knows that this woman must be a refining pharmacist and does not doubt the authenticity of this statement.
"I seem to have seen this woman, but she doesn't call this name."
"What is she calling now?"
"I do not know either."
"What are you mainly responsible for on weekdays?" Baili Red makeup asked.
Since they are pretending to be two people in Jichuan, they must understand what they have done on weekdays to avoid the stuffing.
"There are people coming behind." Ji Chuan suddenly said.
Upon hearing this voice, the three turned their heads subconsciously and found that there was no figure behind.