If you don't do it for yourself, heaven will kill you!
What we need to do now is to take ourselves out quickly.
Let you fight in the dark, that thing has nothing to do with me.
I just want to keep my life.
This is the purpose of Cao Ji at present.
He felt that his little request should not be excessive, right?
The momentum has been put here. What can I say about the others?
Rhythm... The key is to keep the rhythm steady.
Relatively speaking, this is the top priority!
As for the others that have nothing, let him continue to mess slowly.
Pop!
Cao Jiying came with a loud slap in the face and a fierce look in his eyes.
"Bastard!"
"You mean the holy one will lose here?"
"What the fuck are you talking about!"
"Dog!"
"Are you afraid that the defeat of the holy one will affect you?"
"Your wishful thinking is excellent!"
"Asshole!"
"If I don't clean you up today, I really think I'm a character!"
"A dog like you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"
"It's your honor for the holy one to let you stay here as an audience!"
"You don't have a bargaining share here!"
"Stay here! Don't go anywhere!"
"Witness the glory of the Holy One!"
"If you dare to escape, I'll kill you!"
Ouyang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, snorted coldly while biting his teeth.
At present, this attitude is particularly firm!
What's there to say about the others?
talk downright nonsense! It doesn't make any sense!
At this point, there must be a momentum of destroying Gula!
Cao Ji was beaten and didn't dare to talk more nonsense. He could only mumble his lips and his eyes couldn't help fluttering.
A heart, messy to the extreme, chaotic rhythm, loose ideas to the extreme.
"Originally, I didn't think Ouyang thug would lose. I just made some preparations in advance."
"But seeing this guy so angry and frustrated, and then looking at the Fang fan opposite, he was very calm from beginning to end."
"In this way, the Ouyang disciple may be really cold."
"I have a very bad feeling."
"Hoo!"
"I don't seem to have a premonition of my fault."
"Especially in such a big event."
"If this Fang is so easy to deal with, it is impossible to return safely to the protoss city for several times."
"And every time I go, it's better."
"These... These are for a reason."
"Hoo... Hoo Hoo!"
"Now... Now these things must be... Controlled."
"I have to be ready at all times."
"Once you see the momentum is wrong, run straight away."
Cao Ji shrunk his neck and his eyes flickered slightly.
Thinking secretly in my heart, my thoughts are gradually surging in my mind.
The more I think about it, the more I feel like it.
At the moment, his face is red and everything is silent.
The rhythm of crotch pulling is gathering madly at the moment.
Slowly, the feeling is coming!
"All right!"
"Any last words?"
"Say it!"
"But I certainly won't help you finish your last words!"
"Ha! Ha ha!"
"They all say you are the reincarnation of the true God."
"I think so!"
"If you can really kill the reincarnation of the true God, it is also a great honor!"
"Enough for my dazzling life!"
"Others are terrified of you because they suspect you are the reincarnation of the true God."
"But I won't."
"To me, you are nothing!"
"At a glance, that's it."
"Is the true God really omnipotent?"
"If so, you won't be reduced to this!"
"Die!"
"Today, I Ouyang disciple also come to experience the pleasure of killing God!"
Ouyang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, clenched his teeth. When he spoke, the fine light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. At the moment, he gasped, his lips stammered wildly, his thoughts surged in his mind, his hands closed in front, and the endless rhythm collapsed completely. Everything was silent.
Now is to tear everything in front of you completely clean!
In this way, we can reflect the boundless pleasure!
"Hahaha!"
"It's so lively here!"
"Ouyang saint, why be so impatient!"
There was a burst of laughter in the distance, and then two figures appeared in front of everyone.
Dark temple first-class Saint devil day.
The first God in the dark temple is crazy.
The two came together.
This game is getting more and more interesting.
"Unexpectedly, I let many people worry about me."
Fang fan's eyebrows followed, and a sarcastic look appeared on his face.
……
"Devil day?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Are you following me?"
Ouyang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, turned dark gradually, and his face looked very ugly when he spoke.
He is not a fool. What happened now is clear in his heart.
He just came out to kill Fang fan. The devil Queen's feet came. It must not be an accident.
Moreover, Ouyang was very careful when he came out of the city at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. Unexpectedly, he 2 still exposed his whereabouts.
So it seems that the devil arranged people to pay attention to his movements early in the day!
As soon as the devil's excrement stirring stick comes, he wants to kill Fang fan, which will add a layer of haze!
"Brother Ouyang, don't be so ugly!"
"What is tracking?"
"If you want to follow up, it's your brother Ouyang who took the lead in tracking Fang fan."
"Fang fan is such a talented person, but your light alliance temple is not well protected. You, the first-class saint of the light alliance temple, unexpectedly came to kill him!"
"Hey!"
"No wonder you haven't made much progress these years!"
"Now it seems that this is the reason?"
"Fang fan's talent is the greatest wealth of our allies!"
"Fang fan has spared no effort and made outstanding contributions to the Ares family. How can he lose him at the hands of a traitor?"
"It's just that the saint didn't see it. Once the saint saw it, it's impossible to ignore it!"
"If you really sit back and ignore it, what will it be? Isn't it just like a crafty?"
"Little friend Fang fan, what I rely on most in the dark temple is a real hero like you!"
"How wonderful it would be if Fang fan could come to my dark temple!"
"Hey!"
"If there is such talent as Fang fan Xiaoyou in my dark temple, it can be worth a million elite!"
"Fang fan's little friend alone is enough to support half the sky of my dark temple!"
As soon as the dark temple was talking, the holy devil day slowly brought his will and rhythm into it.
These words are all flattering words.
I have to say that this is indeed a good hand in MLM.