The God of Destruction

Zhu Niao showed traces in the Qing Xu Ting. The news began to spread. Like wings, it spread across the mainland of Kyushu. It spread immediately, and the whole world was shocked by the wind and rain in the city. Countless elaborate craftsmen flocked to Qingxu Pavilion, even if they could not beat the legendary fairyland.

But if you can see the side of the cinnabar, it will always be excellent. In the future, there will also be bragging capital in front of children and grandchildren. Pan Chen and Liu Qing walked slowly on the way to Qingxu Hall. From time to time, oil refiners passed by, leaving a gurgling wind on their heads.

Are you in a hurry to go there? Pan Chen saw Liu Qing's intended place, so he couldn't help asking her.

Why are you in a hurry? She asked, still not eager to move forward.

Pan Chen didn't speak anymore. On the contrary, Fang Liuqing continued to say that he may not get the opportunity on first arrival. Even if there is a lucky person, he has no strength and can only be used as a wedding dress for others.

What if you have luck and strength? Pan Chen interrupted her, very suddenly.

Fang Liuqing freezed for a while, and then said word by word, he was not born yet.

Is this your confidence in yourself?

Fang Liuqing suddenly stopped and turned his head in a rare way, staring at Pan Chen behind him. Not confidence in ourselves, but confidence in us. She stood up suddenly, just passing over their heads from the air, making a sultry buzzing sound, and then responded.

What did you do to him? Pan Chen frowned.

It may be better to be an ordinary person without hindrance. She turned around and continued on.

Don't you object to Huang Huazong doing this? Pan Chen was still very disobedient to what she had just done.

Being a person requires self-knowledge. Since mole ants should not eat the blood of pythons. Fang Liuqing did not look back.

So, according to you, what hope is there in life?

hope? he.. Her body trembled for a while, but only for a moment, did not continue.

The wind and rain in this city are mixed, and news about Qingting is spreading all over Kyushu every day. Pan Chen, they did not hurry to walk slowly, and finally arrived at Qing Xu Ting's position half a month later.

They did not enter the city, but went straight to the silent jungle where the vermillion birds appeared. As soon as I reached the edge of the jungle, I could see scattered refineries moving in and out. You know, this is a barren mountain and mountains, which cannot be reached on weekdays. It seems that the whole world is crazy.

Small leaves. Pan Chen suddenly heard someone talking to himself behind him. He turned his head to look at him. Not Mao himself. It's really you. What Mao Zuwei saw was real Pan Chen. When he rushed up, he was a bear hug, Pan Chen was almost breathless. Pan Chen managed to break free, but found that Jiang's painting also followed, but now she was staring at Fang Liuqing's side, not knowing what to think.

Did you also come for Zhu Bode? Pan Chenwen Mao Zuwei.

auzw.com nonsense! Mao Zuwei glanced at him. This is a mysterious bird that has been rare for thousands of years. How can you lose Mao Zuwei's handsome son? By the way, Xiaoye, who is this beautiful woman? Only then did he notice Fang Liuqing, his eyes full of jokes.

She said, ah, because of fear of terrifying you. Pan Chen turned his head and looked at Liu Qingdao.

Stop and blow it up. Oh. I understand. Not brother and sister. Mao Zuwei's words were not finished yet, but his body was washed away by a huge force. He stepped back more than ten steps before standing up firmly, his heart was already rough. You know, with his approach, even if caught by surprise, it won't be so embarrassing. He looked at Ruoxian's woman seriously, and he couldn't believe it. Under such a seemingly weak body, such great power was hidden. If someone married her, the rest of his life would not be bad luck. He said to himself, but he never dared to speak again. Fang Liuqing was too lazy to bother with him, turned his pretty face to the side, and looked around.

Sister Hua, why don't you say hello to your brother? Pan Chen looked at Lin Yaer. He stood quietly and felt a little confused.

No, no, she lowered her head and stopped looking at him. Pan Chen shook his head and ignored her. Let's go. As he spoke, he turned and walked into the depths of the jungle. Then Lin Yaner looked up again, her eyes full of mist. Suddenly, she saw Fang Liuqing looking at herself, still cold. Somehow, she had to hold back her tears. Mao Zuwei was holding his cheek, so I do n’t know.

There is a situation over there. After walking for a while, Fang Liuqing suddenly opened his mouth and said, then ignored the crowd, a few flashed out and drifted straight in that direction.

Who is this bitch? Mao Zuwei walked to Pan Chen and asked him in a low voice, saying that he was still watching the place where Liu Qing left very carefully, fearing she would come back suddenly.

I asked my son.

Blow it up, you always ask why your son is a woman? Mao Zuwei did not believe this.

Let's go. We will miss her. Pan Chen turned a deaf ear to him, and Liu Qing chased him.

Cut, lie to the children, are you right, miss painting, no, painting, what's wrong with you? Suddenly, Jiang Zong's side paintings were really abnormal, and he was also surprised.

No, it doesn't matter. Lin Yar said, while following, let Mao Zuwei stand alone in his place. What's wrong with these people? He blinked, his face inexplicable.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Pan Chen was also surprised to see dozens of people beating in the woods, with nearly 100 new bodies lying on the ground, seeming to be the oil refiners who had just died in battle. Finally, Pan Chen realized that they were fighting for the feathers of a vermillion bird. The crimson color, from time to time a faint fire overflowed from it, and the space around it seemed to be distorted by high temperature.

When a refinery managed to grab it in his hands, he could be happy that he was surrounded by countless auras. In the second minute, he had lost his vitality, and there was another dead bone in the bleeding land. No one knows the result, but no one can stop it. Deep in their hearts, there was always a voice calling, red feathers dyed their pupils, they were like a crazy beast, swallowing everything clean.

There is nothing wrong with people dying for money and birds dying for food.

Pan Chen looked at the tragedy in front of him, sighed, and turned to see that Jiang Dan's paintings had been paled by the **** scene, and he hurriedly pulled her behind. Jiang Zong wanted to shake off his outstretched hand, but he squeezed his hands tighter and she had to go with him. However, at the corner of her mouth, there was a shallow smile.

On the one hand, Mao Zuwei froze, and then he shook his head, and the others recognized the siblings, and you guessed the taboo.

You see, these people are just for the hair of a bird, so they give up life and forget about death. Heaven is like this, why all help the world. Fang Liuqing suddenly said to Pan Chendao, she looked at the killing in front of her, her eyes were so cold.

One day you will understand. Pan Chen turned around and pulled Jiang in the other direction. Fang Liuqing smiled and looked at Mao Zuwei, who tightened his neck. She turned a deaf ear to this, and went side by side with the two people in front of her.

Bitch, what are you doing? Mao Zuwei waved his fist hard, but Fang Liuqing suddenly turned around and hurried out a brilliant smile. ..