Chapter 884： My heart, do you want it?

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If she talks about swordsmanship, she will not lose anyone. After all, she used to learn a lot from Li Feng in the world of martial arts. His swordsmanship is changeable, and even the world's air transporters are better than him.

One person and one demon fight together, this demon's sword is actually more than several times more than these perennial swordsman.

The instrument is useless, and the sword method can't fight each other. The elders who catch half of the hair can only use the Tao, but also the seal and the blood, and clinker is actually useless to this little demon.

Nanxun is not afraid of nature. She is not using demon power but spiritual power. Although she is formed by the painter, she is never a real demon. She also has witchcraft, and her rich aura gathers around her. A solid barrier.

Until the end, Nancy's sword pierced the elder's chest, and the other side was an incredible expression.

He and he actually died in the hands of a little demon with the owner of Yunhaimen.

He is unwilling, he is not willing!

Nanxun looked at the other side's eyes because of his death, his expression was indifferent.

Weak meat and strong food, what qualifications are unwilling, is it that she should be killed?

Meng Ziyi, who was not allowed to leave, heard her nothing, and her heart was loose, but the eyes were still turning red uncontrollably.

Nanxun looked at him, his mouth gently slammed, whispered: "French, I killed people, you see, this time I did not drag your hind legs."

Even though she just whispered, she always noticed that her Meng Ziyi heard it.

In the eyes, the waves flow, and at this moment, the eyes completely turned into red.

The dark world returned to the light at this moment. He looked at it and saw her and stunned.

She is even more beautiful than he imagined.

His embarrassment... is beautiful.

Nanxun discovered his anomaly. She looked at his eyes that turned red because of the fire. He suddenly smirked at him. "Frather, don't distract, be good against the enemy. Old rules, this time can not be lack of arms." Legs, I will check later."

"...good." Meng Ziyi also slightly raised his mouth, but at the moment when the good word just fell, the smile on his face froze, and was replaced by the color of panic.

Nanxun’s look also changed, slowly bowing.

I don’t know when she ignited a fire on her veil, she picked it up almost instantly and burned it from below.

Nanxun turned back in an incredible way, and the owner of Yunhaimen, who was only able to breathe, gathered a group of fires in his hands.

He just said that there is no breath. But it turned out that he was pretending to die.

The sect of the sect of the sect also learned the trick of pretending to sneak attack. Nan Yan thought that she underestimated the blackmail of this person.

It hurts, the feeling of being burned is like this...

Xiao Ba is absent, she can only survive this burning pain.

But it seems to be better than she thought, probably because she was a thin piece of paper.

"Hahahaha... If the old man is dead, he will pull you out of this evil spirit!" The main door of Yunhaimen laughed and vomited blood, and this is really killing Huangquan.

After the old man of Yunhaimen laughed, he hurriedly gasped, and looked at the painting demon that was swallowed by the fire.

Unwilling, how can I be willing, even if this little demon is buried, he is not willing!

The next moment, a strong knife wind came to him, this old thing was maintained in an unwilling expression and was split into two halves, blood and water splash.

"Hey--" Meng Ziyi also maintained his posture of slashing his knife and slamming south.

At this moment, everything around him seems to be a virtual shadow. Only the flame that swept the woman seemed to be turned into a raging fire, and he was also rolled into it. There was a powerful force in the body that screamed to spew.

He rushed southward, regardless of how dangerous the exposed back would be.

Countless killings hit him behind him, and Meng Ziyi could not hide at this moment, letting his body be pierced by various instruments.

The lapse of life caused a powerful and horrible demon power in his body. The blood in his eyes was thick and **** at this moment, as if he had reached the extreme.

In the end, with a bang, it seems that the things that have been sealed for thousands of years have flooded into the tide and filled his mind.

After a sudden pain in the brain, the brain is filled with memories that are not his own.

Meng Ziyi, who has become a **** person, suddenly froze, as if he had become a sculpture, motionless, but for a moment, he slowly raised his arm, and his palm seemed to gather a strong demon power. Then, his arm Extremely casually waved backwards.

In an instant, countless roads of blood with powerful powers flew out.

The blood blade is as dense as a raindrop, and it is evasive. The digital capture of the demon, including the highly respected master of Jiang Mo Jiang, did not even have a chance to send out, and was cut by this intensive blood blade... ...fragmentation.

"Master -" a scream came from afar.

The more extraordinary he wants, the more he feels that he is not right, and the other way back and forth, using his fastest speed.

But I don't want to. He just saw this **** scene when he arrived here. The air flies through several **** lights, and the digital master catches the demon in the blink of an eye.

The flesh and blood sprinkled on the ground, and the blood and water gathered into the river.

In the eyes of Meng Ziyi, the hatred of wanting to destroy the earth and the earth is absorbed into the blood, and a more intense and terrible emotion is deposited in the eyes.

He came to the flesh and blood of the place, staring at the woman who was burned by the fire.

Very painful, she almost screamed, but at this time, she was **** on the man, and it seemed like all the pain was felt for a moment, and there was a blank in her mind.

She looked into two bottomless blood pools, where there were centuries of emotions that had settled for a long time, and she had been suffocating for a long time.

The road fire has already burned to the heart of Nanxun, but at this time the heart burned by the fire is screaming.

The eyes become wet without control, maybe they are smoked, they want to cry, I really want to...

She raised her hand and tried to touch him, but before she could touch him, she was burned into paper ash by her fire. Her cracked lips opened her mouth and wanted to call him, "Blood...blood..."

That name can't be called out.

Meng Ziyi stared at her, his lips were slightly moving, and he spit out a sentence: "...small liar."

When the fire burned to her neck, Nan Hao suddenly licked his head and smiled at him. The smile in the fire looked gorgeous.

"I lied to you, but I am not lying to myself... As compensation, I will send you something, do you want it?"

Meng Ziyi watched her not speak, a pair of **** dark.

"I gave my heart...to you, do you want it?" The voice just fell, and the flames passed over the mouth and nose of the painting, so that she couldn't wait to say anything else. Meng Ziyi stared at the pair of otters that could still be seen. The thin lips were light and the sound was very cool. "You don't need to send me, put it in, I will take it myself."