Chapter 1675

"Sleep? How many days?"

Nangong Lei fell into self doubt

When did the pool of faith become a place to sleep? And it seems that you sleep very sweet. Otherwise, how can you sleep for several days?

"By the way, little friend Fang fan, just now you talked about cultivation... Have you been promoted to the middle level quasi holy land? Have you entered the pool of faith and been promoted to a level?"

Nangong Lei broke the news again, and the whole audience burst into flames!

The original listless cultivators are now gathering here one by one like beating chicken blood.

"I'll go! The big man is the big man! Cow forced Klass! We were tortured a hundred times when we entered the pool of faith. When we came to the big man Fang fan, it's OK to sleep for a few days without pain or itch, and we can improve our cultivation..."

"Grass! How jealous! No, jealousy has changed my face..."

"Wipe! Why can't such a good thing turn on me? Ah! I also want to enter the pool of faith and promote cultivation..."

"Brother, wake up, don't dream about your spring and Autumn... It's a cow, and it has nothing to do with you..."

"Is Fang fan the one who is really favored by God? It seems like a feeling to stay in the pool of faith and in the cultivation room?"

"People's belief level is awfully high! I think level 10 belief can't satisfy big brother Fang fan..."

"This is the gap! Why is the gap between me and the boss so big!"

"Sour, sour, sour into lemonade!"

"In the competition belief, big brother Fang fan is the model of everyone!"

"Take the liberty to say that in terms of faith, I'm afraid the Pope doesn't dare to compete with big brother Fang fan casually?"

"Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush

"Hey, hey... It's just a joke..."

"By the way, I just saw that haozhan of Haotian pavilion was pretending to be forced to be proud and charming. It didn't come to any good end for those who said they were against him... I also said that hanging and beating big brother Fang fan didn't discuss..."

"Pooh... Best joke of the year, seven level believers pretending in front of super ten level believers? Their faces are swollen!"

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"Asshole!"

"Isn't he dead?"

"What I see now should not be his body?"

"What is this? Tell me! Who can tell me!"

"This group of damned wall grass knows that they are on both sides! They were complimenting me before, but now they are pointing at me behind my back! Villains! Shameless villains!"

"Fang fan! You should have been a dead man!"

Haozhan, the third son of the Lord of Haotian Pavilion, shouted, and his face turned red in bursts.

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching wildly, and the resentment in his heart was shown on his face.

"Third brother, put down your obsession and fight against the Lord of Fangfan hall. You can't succeed!"

"As I said earlier, Lord Fang fan can't die in the stupidest way..."

"Third brother, put down the butcher's knife and look back! It's still time to look back."

Haometeorite shrugged her shoulders calmly and showed a sincere look on her face.

He asked himself that he had a clear conscience. He reminded what should be reminded and said what should be said. However, haozhan at the moment is like a rebellious child. The more he admonishes, the more irritable he is

"You are a commoner, and you are not qualified to give advice in front of a legitimate son like me!"

"You don't deserve it!"

"Get out!"

At the moment, haozhan is like a lost dog, who catches and bites who.