Ten God Emperor

The shadow of the flames passed, and the cloud broke into shape like a wind. It rushed directly to the front of Yunyue, and the left hand held it upside down. The right hand held her white wrist like a jade. Smoothly landed on the ground.

Because of the rushing too much disease, with a gust of wind, under the bright moonlight, Yunyue 晗 lightly closed his eyes, the beautiful cheeks shining in the moonlight, sparkling white light like jade, ruddy small mouth scorn, let people There is a kind of impulse to kiss Fangfang.

Yun Xie glared at her soft bones, smelling the hair that passed over her face, the tempting fragrance, could not help but sway.

Feeling the strange wind around, Yunyue opened her eyes with some sorrow. When she saw the delicate face with a gentle smile in front of her eyes, Mei couldn’t help but stay.

When she felt that her waist was gently hugged by a pair of strong and powerful palms, the pretty face could not help but float a rosy, and even the heartbeat speed became much faster.

"Cloud... Yun Xiu brother."

Yun Qi looked at her delicate face with a shy red, and shook her head helplessly: "I am late, let you be wronged."

Yunyue shook his head, unconsciously, his hands clenched his body, and forced his head close to the arms of the day and night, and there was a faint tear in the beauty.

"Yuan Ce brother is dead."

The warm tears soaked the clothes of Yun Xi, and looked at Yun Yue, who was crying in his arms. He forgot the relationship between the two for a moment, and did not have the courage to push her at this moment. The fingertips gently wiped away the tear marks on her pretty face and whispered comfortably: "As long as you are innocent, as long as the enemy is fussy, I believe he will be eye-catching..."

The two people embraced this scene with deep affection. In the eyes of ordinary people, they were like a pair of intimate couples. The mysterious hands and the step-winds were in the eyes, and they all showed the color of hatred.

On the left side of the empty grass, a tree of more than ten meters tall stood with two figures, one old and one young, all in silence.

Lin Yaoyao stood on the trunk, and the darkness covered her face, but it was faintly able to see her cold silhouette and feel the coldness that gradually radiated from her body.

The bone messenger is just standing in the place where the moon can shine. He looks at Lin Yaoyao on the side, and he looks at it with a sigh of relief. He said, "I said the apprentice, I don’t see you at all. Put it in my heart, this will not turn my head and other women Qingqing me... You still cry so sad for him, it is simply not worth it."

"In other words, we have a few good young people in the Sen Luo Temple. On the strength of cultivation, on the appearance, everything is worse than this kid... I think else we will wait for us to return to the Sen Luo Temple..."

"To shut up."

The cold voice spit out from Lin Yaoyao’s mouth, and the bone messenger heard a slight faintness in his face, and then some unnaturally said: “Get it... I shut up, you want to open some.”

Lin Yaoyao was a little bit terrible, his eyes staring at the cloud break below, and muttered to himself: "Everyone in this world can't compare with the young master. Do you understand?"

It’s not a taste for the bone messenger to listen to this. Now I’m sour and slick: “I don’t understand, but I don’t know how to understand it, but he’s not your young master anymore. Maybe you’re going to die with this beautiful girl tonight, you’ll look at it. Be anxious."

Lin Yaoyao heard the body suddenly trembled, a lavender flame instantly came out from the little hand, and the fingertips gently point on the neck of the bone messenger, coldly said: "If you have more mouths, believe it or not, I killed you. ?"

The bone messenger heard the words and was scared and suddenly closed his mouth. He had no doubt that this little Nizi would kill anyone outside the cloud.

"It’s all this woman. If there is no such thing, the young master will always have me alone. It’s all she hurts...”

Lin Yaoyao is like a konjac, and all the hatred of his heart is poured into the body of Yun Yue.

The evening wind blew, gently swaying her bangs, Lin Yaoyao untied the hairpins on his head, letting a black hair like a waterfall spread over his shoulders, and the wind was blowing and dancing.

In the darkness, there was a fascinating purple light in her eyes. As the jade hand gradually tightened, the cold voice came out from her mouth again: "As long as this woman disappears, the young master will come back to me. ..."

On the ground, after the uncontrollable mood of Yunyue gradually recovered, Yunxi put it on a piece of cyan rock, his eyes turned gently, and the dark eyes fell on the mysterious hand and step wind not far away. As the murderer who killed the cloud policy and almost sneaked away, the two men have almost been included in the list of murders.

"I will wait for me for a while."

Yunxi looked at the moon and looked at the moon, and immediately spurred the body's scrotalism. The yellow flame rushed from the surface, and the phantom of the lion was also shrouded in the whole body. From the beginning, He did not intend to keep his hands.

The mysterious hand and the stepping wind looked at each other. They knew that they couldn’t run away. They could only stay a desperate fight. Maybe there is still a line of life. Now the two hands are mastered, and a dark green light arc Gradually lingering around the body, like a continuous stream of air, constantly swirling, they did not hesitate to make a mysterious spirit.

"Thundering and thundering!"

Yun Xia immediately waved his hands, and the black and yellow flames between the white and the five fingers were instantly entangled. As the two flames continued to contact and collide in the palm of the hand, a trace of thunder arcs swelled.

The thunder arc is filled with heart-wrenching energy fluctuations. When the cloud breaks and the body jumps up, the palm of the hand passes through the air, the diffuse flame plus the beating arc, fluttering a light arc in the air, and finally in the micro The five fingers of Qu are sprayed out.

"boom!"

The black and yellow entangled flames fuse the beating arc and rush to the front.

The mysterious hand and the stepping wind both stepped back, the darkness of the boxing wind and the transparent foot shadow, shot together, and smashed together.

The two energy collisions collided with each other, and they only held for less than a second. The thunder and thunderstorms shattered the shadow of the boxing with the ravages of the wind, and then violently bombarded the dark arc of the dark green. In addition to the erosion of the flame, the rain cover formed by the dark green light arc quickly collapsed, and the afterglow formed by the anti-seismic wave spread to the body of the mysterious hand and the step wind, and forced them to retreat dozens of times. Mi Yuan.

"This is too strong."

The gaze stared at the front with horror, and the body shrouded in the shadow of the lion was still moving, calm, but with the power to make their minds collapse.

"go!"

Seeing that he is not an enemy, the two have no courage to continue playing. At the same time, they raise their arms and wave forward. Two dark **** of light are thrown to the front, and then they explode in an instant, forming a strong atmosphere. The black smoke is permeated in place.