Who is the loser?
Chapter 111:Who is the loser?
“The betrayal?Hoi An, I have a heart of judgment that is not your turn, not to mention that they are my cold friends, or the benefactors of my squad, our mercenaries are most concerned about sentiment, you dare to hurt my benefactor, that is, I am the enemy of the cold."
The cold and cold sound of the west was extremely cold, and the cold face was even more magnificent, waiting for He An.
"Hello, you cold, you wait, I will go to the chief and the young master, as well as the elders, I will not believe in them!"
He An's cold eyes swept over the clouds behind the cold, and he was in a hurry.
"If you can't fight yourself, you want to move the rescuer, it's really a nest egg!"
The sound of the storm came, and the Hean, who had just turned around and intended to go in, suddenly slipped under his feet, it was angry and ashamed, and the eyes passed around received, even more shocked the face of the whole person was suddenly sombre.
In the eyes of the people, the words that He'an just said were not the meaning of asking people to complain, and everyone's eyes to He'an were full of contempt.
“Who is the egg, who is the egg!”
He turned his head away and drank.
“Who should not just say who?”The wind waved the fan in his hand and looked at Hean with a sneer.
“Damn little white face, old man and you fight!”
He An heard someone call himself a nest egg, that a bad breath is so in his heart, the whole face is red, full of angry flames, rushing to the wind.
"Fuck, who said you were white-faced, believe that the young master slapped you!"
The wind and the wind were angry, and no one had ever scolded his little white face from a young age, and waved the fan in his hand and ran toward the granular bombardment.
“Hold on!”
The weapon of the storm was suddenly the folding fan in the hand, the folding fan was opened, and suddenly it flew towards He An.
Hean has been burned by the anger of the pressure at this moment, and there is no reason at all.
“Shut up, take him down!”
A sound suddenly passed into the wind's ears, the wind and clouds were slightly scratching, and the convulsive corners were convulsing, but the movements on the hand had been quickly attacked toward He'an's lower body.
“Ah—”
This time, the lower body of the folding fan was really a complete, the pain Hean screamed, the whole body fell to the ground in an instant, and the sour pain came, so that Hean's whole face was twisted into a mess.
"Let you call the young master's little white face, the young master will make you sissy, huh!"
The wind and the wind are not left in the slightest room, coupled with the strength of the folding fan attack, and the cloud has been pierced with the Pangu magic needle before, which is not a sour taste.
"It hurts, it hurts, Grandpa, Grandpa, someone bullies me, come and help me!"
He An looked sad, and there was a roar of heartbreak in the base camp of the Hell's Mercenaries.
When he heard the voice of Hean, the side of the cold and Philip a few people were surprised.
"Worth, if this Hean calls the two elders out, I am afraid it will hurt Miss Red Rong, Philip, you will immediately go and invite my grandfather and the young master to come out!"
Xi cold immediately commanded Philly to the side.
"Yes, Captain, wait, I will invite the elder and the young master to come!"
Philip hurried toward the base camp, afraid of taking a step later, and the two elders would be in trouble with their benefactors.
Indeed, the sound of He's roaring fell, and an angry majesty came from the gate of the base camp.
“Who dares to hurt my grandson and die quickly?”
The roar of anger fell, and then the clouds and people smelled a very strong breath of spirit, and in an instant, several people suddenly fell.
The Power of Spirit!
I didn’t know that this Grandfather was still a healer.
And looking at the blue light released by the power of a strong spirit, it is a spirit.
Everyone's mind had just fallen, and an old man in a brown robe had already appeared next to He'an, and he was in a mood when he saw that He'an's painful death to cover his lower body.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
“Grandpa, they bullied me, and you’re going to avenge them and kill them!”
Hean's painfully twisted face saw his grandfather coming, a wave of excitement, pointing to the clouds and Mu Yunmo and others to complain.
As soon as I heard Hean's words, I immediately understood in my heart when I saw He'an's painfully twisted face, how willing it was in their hearts, they were a unique seedling, and they were counting on him to pass on the line of generations, and at the thought of his only grandson being so completely injured, Hesong suddenly became angry.
“Did you hurt my grandson?”
Hesong four orders of Ling Xuan's momentum released, surrounded by invisible flowing blue aperture, really cloudy a few people's hearts, just can't stand this amazing power.
“How are we?”
The cold eyes of the clouds were dimmed, and the old man who had released a powerful momentum in front of him looked cold and cold.
“If you dare to hurt my grandson, then go to hell.”
He Song's face showed a fierce light in an instant, and the strong breath of the fourth order spirit rose, as if lightning was quickly caught in the cloud.
“Damn, Miss Red, be careful!”
When he saw the move of He Song, the cold on the side of the west was shocked, thinking about how grandfather and the young master they did not come.
The second elder is the fourth order of the wind element, and the speed is extremely fast, and the shot alone is enough for Miss Red Woo.
“Retire away!”
The sight of Hesong's rapid attack was also a shock.
I did not expect this Hesong to be the spirit of the wind element, immediately drink, let the clouds and a few people flash away.
This is the foot of the devil, a moment to bombard a chapter, towards the old man to meet.
“Nine sister, come back!”
“Sister Shirley, be careful!”
Seeing the action of the cloud, the rest of the people were surprised, knowing that the move of Muyun was afraid that they would hide from time to time, and be taken down by this old man, but you could see the cloud to meet or not to beat the heart.
Even Xuan Xuan Xuan was a tight heart, and he was worried about the figure facing the clouds.
“Little ants, die!”
Hessong's eyes were fierce, and the sleak's murderous anger spread out, straight to the clouds.
“The Golden Shadow!”
Mu Yunxi watched the huge whirlwind hit, biting his teeth, and drinking hard, Dantian's inner strength was released by her all, and in an instant a golden Buddha's palm condensed.
The golden palm print fell from the sky, tearing the layers of whirlwinds and coming in an instant, with a cold and cold breath of killing, which was heart-wrenching.
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