Chapter 1241

He leaned on the broad seat with one hand on his cheek, bent up with one foot, and stepped on the seat casually and uninhibited. The peach blossom eyes picked on the narrow and long seat were half closed, and he wondered if his mind had been put down.

Under the nine Dark Jade steps, kneeling were several men in strange shapes and black clothes.

One of the men with a single forehead knelt on the ground and hugged each other. He respectfully said, "the monks are really deceiving. Since the first half of the year when the king came to the abyss of wubai, countless monks have come to die every day!"

Liu Fengliu chuckled, "well, let them die." He played with a red flower with dew, carelessly.

"But there are so many monks. We have so many brothers killed and injured. It's really..."

It's true. The man's eyes twinkled and he bit his teeth. "I got the news a few days ago. A group of monks led by the Supreme Master will attack our Seven Star Palace in a few days. Most of the leaders are those who were in the yuan infantile period. The subordinates can't resist it. Please help me!"

After that, the man winked at several people behind him. They immediately agreed and kowtowed more respectfully.

The pale fingertip was stabbed by poisonous flower thorns. Blood rushed out of the fingertip quickly and gathered into a small blood bead. Liu Fengliu is unmoved. He knocks on the handrail, leans forward slightly, squints and looks at several people for a moment.

Just for this moment, several of his highness seemed to be stared at by vipers, from the top of their heads to the bottom of their feet.

"Wang Shang..." The man asked again low.

Liu Fengliu finally regained his sight. With the help of his fingertips, a fresh flower suddenly lost its vitality in his palm, turned into a pile of dried powder, and slid down from the palm.

"At that time, if they really dare to come, I will come out."

Now that we're here, we'll all stay.

Liu Fengliu sneers. The Supreme Master really hates him. He has kept the glory of the Supreme Master for hundreds of years. Once he leaves, he will get rid of him quickly.

"Thank you very much, king!" The man raised his head in surprise and took a quick look at Liu Fengliu. Then he respectfully said: "then, my subordinates will not disturb Wang Shang's rest, so I will leave!"

The slender fingers under the dark sleeves moved quietly. The man knew what was going on. He immediately rushed to the back of the body and made a wink. Several people quickly retreated.

Just out of ten meters away, on the covered bridge, I passed by a girl of thirteen or four years old.

The man didn't care. When he walked out of the hall, he suddenly froze and looked back. He only saw the little figure of the girl slowly entering the hall.

I remember that when Wang Shang came to the abyss of Wuwang, he once held a little girl in his arms. He had no choice but to shake his head and force himself to stop thinking. This is Wang's privacy, he and other minor subordinates, or know less, to live longer.

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the palace is silent again.

In the past long and lonely years, Liu Fengliu has been so spent, and has not felt anything bad. On the contrary, he enjoyed his time very much. If you live in a single couple, you are in charge of everything.

His cultivation has long arrived at the time when he can cross robbers and soar, as early as a hundred years ago. However, in the dream, there was often a vague and beautiful shadow that could not see clearly, such as a picture roll, which could not be seen really, but he could feel that in the dream, his love was unforgettable.

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