“Your father!”Zhou Qingqiu issued a cry of no Gandhi, and then his face was full of blood, his clothes were tattered, and he fell to the ground, as confused as the king's victory.

What happened was that when the king shouted "the sword came", he threw out the god's sword from the sky and beheaded Zhou Qingqiu.

Zhou Qingqiu was defenseless, although he was aware of it at the last moment, but it was too late, and in the moment when the god king's sword was cut down, Wang Zhenjun launched a spiritual force and trapped Zhou Qingqiu.

The gap between the two levels is very huge, Wang's spirit does not want to sleep in Zhou Qingqiu for a long time, but only need to be trapped for a moment, in fact, Wang Victory is really trapped in Zhou Qingqiu moment, of course, can only be trapped in this moment.

But it is this moment to build a career, Zhou Qingqiu was trapped by Wang Victory and death, but can only be hard hit by this.

The sword of the god king is even the mother worm who enters the D level, that is, the creatures that exist in the same human deification environment can beheaded, and it is more than enough to teach Zhou Qingqiu.

So two very miserable, like the woman hit, covered with cloth, the face are two people with scratches, can only lie in place.

“Your father!You are cheating!”

“The soldiers are not deceitful!”

“Where have you been in the last eight years?Min is very worried about you, often mention you, and once she cried out to you in a dream!Alas," Zhou Qingqiu said here, that feeling of loss of soul, like himself being green.

The king also sighed, “Oh, it’s hard to say!”

"Since it is difficult to say, then slowly say, anyway, there is time, Min knows that you are back, have prepared meals, go, she seems to have something important to tell you!" 」Cindy said he was already sitting up.

Wang Zhen also sat up and asked, “What is the important thing?”

“Where do I know?”Zhou Qingqiu said here, the tone clearly with dissatisfaction.

Wang Sheng did not believe Zhou Qingqiu, even if Zhou Qingqiu was very grumbling.

Zhou Qingqiu was very helpless: "I really don't know, if I ask too much, I will stare at me, who can stand it!"Let's go!Let's go!When I arrived, I knew!”

The king shook his head, “No!”

"Why?"You don't go, I have to knelt on the board again at night!"Zhou Qingqiu said sadly.

“I’m going to go back and clean up the traitors!”The king gritted his teeth.

"Alas, it turned out to be for this thing, it is not that I said bad things about your brother, these two years have indeed made a little over-the-top, constantly merging forces, to dominate a family, to dominate, in order to prevent his family from becoming bigger, the foreigners of the dog day, the choice of Laozi as the leader of the human alliance, want us to fight for ourselves to break the blood, is not a thing!"Zhou Qingqiu was indignant.

Wang won the good air: "I got cheap and sold well, I went, solved that side, I will go to find Min!"

“Really not going?”Autumn shouted in the back.

Wang Victory head did not swing back, with the sign of the move to pull up, straight up the sky, watching the victory disappear, Zhou Qingqiu reluctantly shook his head, muttered: "It seems that today's rubbing board can't run away!"

In the central square of the happy city, a fifteen- or sixty-year-old, upright teenager, wearing a European aristocratic riding suit, with a helmet in his left arm and a horse whip in his right hand, standing there in a throb, watching several people beat an old man with broken legs.

The old man on the ground is not old, more than 40 years old, but because of the years, let his original black and oily hair become white, like a sixty-year-old man.

This man was tattered and dirty, and from the broken clothes, he could see the back of the chest in front of him, all one by one, one by one, old and new scars, and even on the back of his hands.

Its biggest feature is that the legs are truncated from the knees, although it has long been better, but under the siege of this group of people, it even bleeds again.

The blood that came out of the broken leg, dragged and pulled in the square, painted a trace of a worm crawling through.

But this man was very hard and did not snorh all the time.

Fifteen-year-old boy, seeing this man's decisive expression, laughed a little, and said, "Did he not eat?"Give me a hard blow, hit him crying, he can call my good cousin."

The person who was beaten heard the other party emphasized the three words of "good cousin", immediately lost his hard spirit, became a very depressed person, begging: "Young master, you can do anything to me, kill me, please don't play my young master, he almost died last time, this time injured..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The boy coldly hummed, “What do you have the right to talk to me about the conditions?”

Here, I heard a movement in the distance, and the boy looked up and saw the same teenager on the other side of the stumbling to run to this side, and his arm was still facing the gauze, which was obviously injured.

The young man's lips were red-toothed and warm, but his face was a little pale, and he ran while he shouted, "Wang Wing, you want to do anything to me, don't torture Uncle Yang anymore!"

The young man with red-tipped lips opened the crowd and rushed to the person who was still being beaten.

The person who was beaten saw the red-toothed white boy coming, and said with a mouth that had been broken and could not speak clearly: "Young master, don't worry about me, go!"

“No!“Uncle Yang, if I leave, they will kill you!”After saying that the boy pulled the cloth from his clothes and wrapped the wound for the other party.

The beaten man did not understand, and the young man with his head arched with his lips and white continued to blur: "Young master besees you, go!"Let me die!”

The red-toothed boy said, “No, Uncle Yang, I won’t let you die, I won’t!”

After saying that the young man with red and white lips stood up, he walked up to the young man in the king's wing of his mouth, took a deep breath and looked up at each other, and saw that the other side's garlic nose and Dan Feng's eyes were very similar to their mother Liu Ziyu.

This young man named Wang Wing, no one knows no one in the happy city, he is the current city master Wang Xiaofei and the city's wife Liu Ziyu's only child, the happy city of the young city king wing.

And the red-and-white-faced young man, in the happy city is also unknown, he is to create a happy city, the legendary death of the world's first master king victory son - Wang Xiaomu.