Chapter 271： Talent magic reproduction

Time has passed quietly and has gradually approached the dawn. Seeing that the eastern clouds have been set in Phnom Penh, it seems that the first purple light will appear in the next moment, and the disciples of the golden light will also leaping, suffocating, looking at the small stone bridge, waiting to enter the Xuan domain, taking The opportunity to drop that day, only Jin Fu, the descendant of Jinguang's ancestors, seemed to be anxious and kept looking at the distance.

"However, it is to kill a little ghost in the early stage of building a foundation. How did Hong Shu spend so much time?"

Jin Fu’s heart is quite doubtful and uneasy.

When the original lotus saw it, she quietly pulled her hand and made her feel at ease.

The eastern sky is getting brighter, and the first purple gas is about to be thrown to the earth. The golden ancestors have already felt that the aura of the silk has begun to become active. The array of light shrouded in the small stone bridge has also begun to loosen.

"The ancestors... the ancestors saved lives..."

At this moment of tension, suddenly in the distant forest, a screaming voice came out, and the sky was in a hurry.

When Jin Fu heard the voice, he was shocked and looked at the sound.

It is the ancestors of Jinguang, who are also slightly stunned, and look at the direction of the sound.

But when I saw the mountain, suddenly there was a gray-clothed old man who stumbled over and rushed over him. On him, it was ruined and bloody, and it seemed to have been hurt by a slight injury. He was rushed over by the ghosts.

"Pharaoh, in the hands of Xiaoye, you still want to escape?"

Not far behind the old slave, a voice screamed, and a chain of oolong-like chains was thrown over, and a roll was stopped. I took the old slave back. Then one person carries the old slave. Slowly coming out of the forest, the body is thin, the hair is scattered, and the suffocating entanglement makes him like a demon god, and he is full of prestige and sly face.

"Hong Shu?"

Jin Fu saw this scene far and was shocked. The caller stood up and his face was pale.

How is this going?

It is only clear that Hong Shu is going to kill a little ghost in the early stage of building a foundation. Why is it that Hong Shu has returned like this?

Where does the little devil come from, can he force Hong Shu to this point?

For a time, many of these questions were also inconceivable. Jin Fu subconsciously swept forward and sipped in his mouth: "Little devil, let go of Hong Shu!"

"Let him go?"

The sneer of the party, the blood of the body, adds a bit of horrible power: "Smelly girl. You send this old man to take my life, you have to be prepared to be taken out of life. Now he fell into my hand In the inside, do you want me to let go of him? Xiaoye understands to tell you, don’t tell him today, even if you and the green hat with that mouth, you have to sacrifice the flag of Xiao Ye, and prepare to come to life!"

"You, you are looking for death..."

Jin Fu was furious, and when he slammed out the long sword, he had to rush to the side.

"Oh? Then come over and kill me..."

The party sneered, and there was some expectation in the eyes. If this woman rushed over and shot herself, it would be better.

There is only one old slave in his hand as a bargaining chip. It is not big to grasp. It is better to have this woman.

However, after Jin Fu pulled out the sword, he did not rush, and suddenly he heard a cold drink: "Fuer live!"

This voice is not high, but it is rolling in, but it is faintly carrying the power of the sky. It is the ancestors of Jinguang who spoke.

"Life lotus, who is this son?"

The ancestors of Jinguang faintly swept the side and asked the native lotus.

"Old ancestors, this person is one of the people that Fumei wants to kill, but he did not expect that Hong Shu actually fell into his hands..."

The original lotus also wants to say that the old ancestor of Jinguang has waved his hand and indicated that he already knows. His eyes are cold and cold, and he looks at the side. He said: "The little devil, the person who wants to kill the golden light, there are really few live. Down, you have survived, and you have gone far away. I didn’t think that you are courageous. I dare to leave the slaves of my Jin family to come here. Do you want to demonstrate to my ancestors?"

"Haha, the demonstration is not dare, but the young man has revenge for revenge, and never discounts. The two younger generations of your family have a mouthful of people, and they have provoked the young man. If you want to do this, you can come to you. Fair..."

Fang Xing took the gray slaves and slowly moved forward, but stopped outside the three hundred feet and was no longer close.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Jinguang’s ancestors laughed aloud: “The old man has been telling me a lot about justice, but there are not many who survived. Who is your disciple? I dare to come to me for justice, and be bold. Not small!"

"Oh, your slaves dare to kill me, and you are not afraid!"

Fang Xingsen smiled and tightened the neck of the old slave. He said loudly: "Less his nonsense, want him to live? Tell us about it..."

"Oh, talk to the old man, you are not worthy!"

Jinguang’s old ancestors smiled and said coldly: “Although he is only a slave, it is also a slave to our Jin family. If you dare to hurt him with a cold hair, the old man will not only smash you, but also kill your master. , destroy your family, break your inheritance, even all your friends and family, one will not let go, Jinguang ancestors have never counted, you can give it a try!"

After talking about it, he turned to look at Xiaoshiqiao, and did not put this matter in his heart. In his view, such a little ghost who jumped in front of himself was just a clown, just waiting for his own empty hand. Can be crushed to death, but now seeing the oriental fish belly white has appeared, the first sun on the edge of the cloud is about to appear, but it is a big thing, first of all, the juniors are sent to the weight.

After a few breaths, the first sunshine finally turned to the earth, but this sun was purple, but it was the image of purple gas. The purple light projection, the ruins of the ruins on the small stone bridge have also changed. The originally closed phalanx has been opened. The small stone bridge is used as a passage to open a door, and the abundant aura comes out, like Fudi Cave Day.

"The mysterious domain is open, ready to enter!"

Jinguang's ancestors turned around and sipped toward the juniors in front of them.

Beside him, the juniors of the golden light burst into excitement and rushed to the small stone bridge.

"Old ancestor, Hong Shu, he..."

Jin Fu came to the ancestors of Jinguang, worried about the inquiry.

"Into the Xuan domain, what are you worried about? In front of the old man, the amount of this little devil does not dare to hurt my Jin family!"

Jinguang’s old ancestors smiled and glanced at him, and did not put him in his heart.

He doesn't think that this little devil is really hurting in front of himself. Moreover, the life of an old slave is not so important.

It is a major matter for the juniors who send their own homes to enter the Xuan domain. When they come to their own hands, a small ghost in the district is just a small grasshopper in their hands. Can you turn it out?

But at this time, a flash of cold light flashed in the eyes of the grasshopper in his eyes.

"The success or failure of life and death, it is here!"

Fang Xing made up his mind and suddenly raised his voice: "Golden ancestor, you, this turtle, bastard, you are damn, Xiaoye negotiates with you, you really don't want your slaves to die? Believe it or not. Xiaoye is killing him now?"

"Small bastard, do you dare to marry the old man?"

How has Jin Guang’s ancestors been so beaten?

After staying for a while, the anger in my heart burned in the blink of an eye.

"How about you?"

Fang Xing is not afraid of the prestige of Jinguang's ancestors, and screams and screams: "The West of the West is a golden spur of the shit, hiding in your desert and pretending to be a ghost, but also to the Chu domain, dare to play the prestige? And the golden pharaoh What kind of prestige you pretend to be your uncle, see you like a little boy like you, and the master of the little master can pull you out to make you a pig..."

While saying that, while raising the gray slaves, the big mouth sucked up, and the mouth continued to drink: "Say, say that your ancestor of the Jin family is a bastard, it is his little girl to raise it. The eight kings of the king, otherwise Xiaoye will use your flag to accept you, presumably you have seen the greatness of my flag, and when you come in, the spirit of the town, the world can not be super-born..."

Saying, the Wanling flag is waving, and the black smoke is like a cloud...

The evil spirit of his spiritual flag, this gray-haired old slave really saw it, the soul of the soul of the soul, and naturally did not dare to suffer, but the golden ancestors in his mind were deeply rooted in the mind, let him kiss the golden light but strange It is also impossible. Although I was dizzy and swelled at the same time, I also clenched my teeth and refused to open my mouth. Instead, I was more and more motivated, and all kinds of words went out...

"You are a little **** to die, the old man is going to destroy your whole family..."

Jinguang's old idiots are very light and heavy. Seeing that some of their own juniors have not passed Xiaoshiqiao, they have to bite their teeth.

But at this time, suddenly in the distant forest, someone laughed three times and cried: "This little friend is good, the golden light is really a little girl, or how can I develop such a tricky temper. ......"

The party laughed and shouted to the mountain forest: "Isn't it? This old **** is so bad, but the tutor is not good..."

"Ha ha..."

"It’s a good thing, this golden light is really not something..."

"When the old man became a Yuan Ying, he had to put this old monster back into his mother's stomach and regenerate it once..."

For a time, in the mountains and forests, all kinds of sounds sounded, and they ridiculed them. It seems that there are many people who are offended by Jinguang.

Although these people did not dare to come forward to challenge, but heard the snoring of the party, they took the opportunity to suffocate.

And Jinguang grotesquely listened, then suddenly slammed his hands and picked up his hands! (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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