Chapter 834： Mixed king

The talent is ten times better than me, and the resources are ten times better than me?

General Hung Hom’s words made the party’s words somewhat speechless. To be honest, when it comes to money, few people have said so well in front of themselves. Fang’s uncle has not been white for so many years, since the beginning of Qingyunzong. I have been working hard to turn my baby into my own. I have been fighting for so many years, from the snowy mountains to the Nanzhan Xuan domain, and from the Nanzhan Xuan domain to the Nanhai Red Red Society, and from the Red Cross Go to the market, and then return to the North Demon Emperor Pavilion, Shenzhou Fengchan Mountain...

How many treasures have fallen in this family, and the family is not sure about it!

The name of the mobile treasure house, it is not to say that it is played!

At some point, I am afraid that it is a big country and a family of China. I don’t necessarily have a rich background. But what does this general?

Is this treating yourself as a countryman?

Looking at his weird eyes, General Hung Hom knew what he was thinking, but he also sighed, and smiled bitterly: "The brothers and sisters, you are not very old, but the strength is already a master in the realm of Jin Dan, except The talents are extraordinary, presumably the resources are extremely rich, but compared with some, it is still too far away... Oh, let’s take the example of the swaying palace, not to mention the endlessness of the swaying palace. The fairy tales, the great seas, and the 100,000-year-old inheritance of the sages and the accumulation of the sages in the hands of the sages, only the first few days of the sacred Xuanzang, the first time when the heavens fell to Shenzhou, most of them The mysterious and mysterious treasures have all fallen into the hands of several avenues such as the Fuyao Palace. The second time, the Nanzhao Tianshui Xuanzang, the Fuyao Palace and so on, are even more top-notch. Later, two mysterious sects fell into the devil. Yuan, the central domain of the Taoist system is also a hard share of a cup, all kinds of different treasures, Taoist fairy, only more than ten times more than you ..."

Having said that, his eyes are slightly condensed. The color of the color: "Hugh, I said that it is hard to hear, you compare with him, in simple terms, it is the difference between the scattered and the family. Although you have come from countless places to create countless creations, but people are born with precious stomach. Not to mention the lesser Situ, this is the birthplace selected from the excellent physique of countless talents, and on resources. From the first moment of birth, the people will be quenched with the most pure fairy liquid. Picking the most close to the avenue, Xianyu lays the foundation. Every step has people pointing. Every method has a high point of understanding. Even every medicinal medicine taken by a predecessor will have a careful understanding of the medicinal and divine power..."

Speaking, looking at the side, the eyes are slightly helpless: "And you, Fangdaoyou..."

"do not talk……"

The party suddenly reached out. The generals of Hung Hom were stopped, and the face was black like the bottom of the pot.

"Ha ha……"

General Hung Hom smiled a bit, suddenly took off the red helmet on his head, and let the party be surprised.

From the first moment of knowing the general of Hung Hom, I saw that he had been wearing a red armor. He had never left his body. It was the red helmet on his head. He had never taken it off. He couldn’t see clearly, when he was drinking. But it was just a mouthful. It used to be his quirks. He didn't take it seriously until he took the initiative to take off his helmet. I realized the real reason why he always wears a helmet.

General Hung Hom was born young and handsome, and he was a type that could be dressed as a beautiful woman when he put on a woman's clothes. But on the forehead, he had a flowing big character, but he wrote a silver hook and iron painting. It’s just that word but...

"roll"!

A big "roll" word!

Such a handsome man was painted on the forehead with such a word!

Moreover, drawing this "rolling" word is a spiritual pattern that contains power and cannot be resolved.

It's no wonder that he has covered his helmet all the time. It's possible to change his mind and cut his head!

"This word is a gift that the little devil gave me ten years ago..."

General Hung Hom’s faint smile, but his expression is inexplicably irritating.

"How much hatred this is..."

The party was horrified, and then I was afraid of touching my face. I thought that whoever ruined the younger brother could not play with him!

"No hate!"

General Hung Hom met him and asked him, and smiled softly. He said: "I am also a member of them, even a friend with him, but ten years ago, his banquet was only due to a song. When I respected my wine, I refused to drink, and caused the devil to be unhappy. I said that I was rude to the song and asked me to accompany him. I took the wine and threw the song, and he I started to raise my hand on the banquet. Oh, I’m self-satisfied, but I’m just three strokes, and he’s painted such a mark on his face...”

He said faintly, it seems that he didn't care: "In fact, because of that incident, I felt so shameful that I left the family and came to Zhenyuan for a temper. Now ten years have passed, but it has become a town. One of the ten will be a good man!"

Although listening to what he said is easy, Fang Fang is unbelievable: "Just for a song, he ruined your face?"

General Hung Hom wore a helmet and smiled a little. He said: "The demon king is grown up in the heap of fat powder. It depends on the woman as the root of life, and is too much to be spoiled. It is always called epic, and is often impulsive. Afterwards, they regretted it. After that incident, several aunts who had shaken the palace had specifically visited my home to apologize. I used the best medicine to help me with this word. He also sent a letter to me to pay for it, but I also have no face to accept, but I have not seen him. I have never asked the elders of the family to refine me for the sake of this. I just left my forehead and the right to give myself a lesson!"

The tone was flat, and the generals of Hung Hom gradually had a sense of bitterness. They shook their heads and whispered: "Oh, let me say, I was reluctant to ignore the fact that I was somewhat pampered by his favor." The songs, and the knocking down of her, may not have the youthful atmosphere, I want to compare the thoughts of this mixed king, but unfortunately, this word makes me wake up, huh, we are in the fight, he is from Such a word is engraved on the forehead, and each stroke represents that he can kill me once!"

"****, is he really so powerful?"

Fang Xing was frightened by the meaning he represented in his words. He almost jumped up and exclaimed: "Is this awkward?"

After knowing General Hung Hom, although he had never played with him, but the two approached, they were tempted by each other, and they could have a general understanding of each other’s strength. Fang Xing deeply understood that the Red Dragon General It’s really a gentle move, it’s not as gentle and indifferent as he usually is, and a murderous force is forced to suppress it in the bottom of my heart. Once it breaks out, it may be a humanoid beast!

Think again, the strength of the big Tsing Yi that he knew that year was good, not to mention her far exceeding her brother.

And the Shao Situ who helped the Shakespeare can easily leave such a word under his forehead. How strong is the strength?

"斩六?"

After listening to his guess, General Hung Hom suddenly laughed and sighed softly: "I am the Six Kingdoms!"

His eyes were slightly lifted, and his eyes were exhausted. "I came to Zhenyuan, and spent ten years honing myself. I didn't want to break the baby. I just wanted to win him once in the realm of Jindan and save my face. It’s a pity that the more I practiced, the colder my heart was. I felt more and more that the devil was so powerful. Ten years ago, I still had the mind to save my face. But now ten years later, my strength has soared, but it has faded my mind. Oh, ignorance, but brave, understand the gap with him, I have no courage to avenge..."

"Hey, big brother, is there such an exaggeration, what is the buddy's ability?"

The party was almost scared by the general of Hung Hom, and half a sly asked.

"A decade ago, his strength should have surpassed that of the Sixth Circumstance, and now..."

When it came to this, General Hung Hog shook his head gently and said: "I haven't seen him for ten years. It's hard to guess what level he has reached. After all, he is such a freak, practicing thousands of miles, where is the common person can speculate Ah... In the past ten years, no one can predict which step he has taken. Oh, I’m afraid that it’s possible with the freak of 700 years ago!”

Freak...

When it came to this, General Hung Hom and Fang Xing were silent.

By instinct, Fang Xun did not think that this general red dragon had the possibility of exaggeration, but also because of this, the feeling of no reason in his heart was heavy, as if a mountain had been crushed. He was strong against the middle-class sons. A psychological preparation, just came to the head, but found that this preparation is still somewhat inadequate, to see those people with their own eyes, it is not appropriate!

"Oh, it really is that people are more dead than people, but..."

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, and the party seemed to be somewhat frustrated, but soon he raised his head again, his eyes were even more cold, and there was a faint flash of faint light, whispering: "This is I have lost the ten mountains!"

General Hung Hom glimpsed a little, and looked at him with some incomprehensibility.

Fang Fang’s low smile, quite a kind of broken cans, said: “It’s reasonable to say that we have to pick the fat sheep before we pick it up. The scorpion must be soft and pinch, but this time it’s not me. Picking people, is someone picking me up, that girl was bought with gold leaves in the past, and I was killed with her when the trafficker chased us. Then she is mine, I have to wash my hair. Hey ears, why do they take me away without saying a word, don’t take it back, my heart is better!"

He said, stood up, the wine cellar fell, and he said with great pride: "I don't care what size Situ is a ghost thing, anyway, my **** I have to grab it back. If he is 斩5, then I will squat, he If it is a six-six, then I will enter the seventh. If he can compare the freak of that year, then I have to win the freak that year. In short, let him wait for me!"

After saying it, turned and left, leaving only the generals of Hung Hom to smile and watch the fragments of a place.

"Good people can't do it. It's easy to talk to him with advice. It turns out that I have a good wine cellar..." (To be continued.)

Ps: Sorry, sorry for a while...