Chapter 1143：

The ladder of humiliation has long been notorious. Of course, the truth is not because of lack of practice, or lack of care, but something hidden in this moss.

I thought I could avoid the moss, but I felt that the light in my hand had been emptied and effortless, and the heart of God was confined to the steps of green moss. There is no way to connect to the inn in the backyard, without scolding secretly from the heart, a holy king with a good shadow, actually put his hands and feet on the moss, still in the middle, despised, and fell heavily.

The fingertips are empty, there is a very strange pressure in the middle of the sky, don't wait for me to mobilize the mana to hand over the shape of the body, people have been pressed heavily on the moss steps, on the countless green ashes superior.

Ash got into my throat, and I squinted, cursed in my heart, and pushed with my hand, but it felt like the hand was firmly pressed against the actual place, and between the lights, people were all on their feet.

The mountain wind blew gently, I looked up at the king's temple, but I didn't move, my heart just relaxed for a few minutes, my right leg lifted slightly, and was about to rise again, suddenly I heard a voice, that voice seemed to be Like a bright old man down the steps.

"Just now I saw that there were no beasts and no corpses in the hostel, I was wondering where these two beasts died, but when I saw you, I knew very well, how can a liar like you die in Qingyun What about the top of the cave?" In the mouth of the elegant holy king in Tsing Yi, self-deprecating words slowly emerged.

"I just want to see what's hidden in the temple, so it's not like a thief." I burst out laughing, the figure had jumped down the steps, but in mid-air, an invisible pressure suddenly came out, and now my weight is down .

With a gray face, I can't frown and smile, even though I'm scolding the holy king in my heart, I can only recognize it, stand up again, fluttering ashes on my body, this time, I come down slowly, this time, I come down slowly Well, this time, I came down slowly, this time at a leisurely pace. Only the two mental bags on the waist were inadvertently slapped with both hands.

This time, although my feet were soft, I wasn't in the mood to feel the comfort of a soft blanket, and my eyes were all very casual. Fortunately, I didn't see Qi Ping, Mei Su and other old monsters appeared, gasping for breath.

"Do you think you can hide from me, or just disappear in a moment?" In the hands of the holy king, his eyes seemed to be looking at me in a teasing way.

"Not necessarily, but if the thunder fell on the king's temple, I wonder what the people of the Qingyun tribe would think. Would there be more respect for the existence of a person who caused the wrath of the sky?" The space was not imprisoned, the king came without killing the machine, and I liked talking to the senior guards, I laughed casually.

This is the holy Qitai King. He likes people to worship very much. The life and death of a family is in the language of famine in the south. At this time, there is no hidden threat in the transformation of God in the later period. It is really difficult to suppress the anger in my heart. .

Even if you want to chat with me, there is no need to know from the side what happened to the ferocious beasts of these two periods and how to escape from the top of Qingyun Cave, but there is no need to look at it now. Because my face is always a smile, there is no way to see a flaw, giving me a feeling that no one cares.

The thunder behind the mountain, a long time ago, the cloud was rising a lot, but it still gave people a feeling of depression, even if there was a former mountain temple, it can still be deeply felt.

"You have to know that your existence will ruin my two miracles in Qingyun Mountain. When you go up the mountain, I will kill you!" In the early morning of the sunset, the sky sank, and the holy king looked up at the sky and sighed He breathed out a ferocious breath in his voice.