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Feng Ashan was sleeping confused with his hand stove, and his fingers were still unconsciously playing the corner of the yarn in the airspace, and suddenly he was covered by the cold wind.

The girl looked at the carriage suddenly blown up behind her, and the angry hooves of the endless white-airbajacking, and later knew the "ah" of the back.

Jiang Hao looked at the two horses fighting together, and it was obvious that they had been caught in the pool.

General Wang squinted at the people in front of him, their respective corners embroidered with sword-like weapons of different colors, such a sign she knew, the Central Plains Magic: touch the clouds and peaks.

This is obviously inert, and about all the elite, much more powerful than the last ambush her, but this is not a reason for Jiang Hao to swallow.

She looked at the people in her arms, and the girl's eyes were full of fear.Jiang Hao hugged the man's hand tightly, and she took a deep breath and greeted the big white horse.

The sky was disgruntled a few times in the same place, the green in the eyes was almost dripping out, but in the end it was just a few hard tails, and the head came.

However, at this time, the change is steep.

Only the little snake with the length of the forefinger shot straight toward Feng Ashan.Both men stopped their hands almost immediately.

One side ran to them to put a guard posture, but the other side was a bright eye, although the face was ugly, but could not hide the excitement.

Jiang Hao squeezed the head of the green snake, stared hard at the person in front of him, and the inner force was not stingy into the small snake.

Not long after, the slender snake body swelled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she lost it forward, and the little snake exploded between the two sides.

The fine blood dance drifted away with the north wind for a while, and the spicyness contained in it allowed the two sides to unconsciously step back a few steps at the same time, away from them.

The general Wang looked at the front with a gloomy face, and the hand he held was violent.The snake is actually a kind of tad, called the blood, specially designed for finding people.

The people on the other side obviously really don't know the people who are being chased, and the people around them obviously tacitly accept them as dead ghosts.

Jiang Hao put the girl on the back of the horse, intending to let the sky rob the people take away, but Feng Ashan pulled her collar without letting go, the fear in her eyes became anxious, and the face was almost crying out.

Jiang Hao's heart was soft, holding the girl in the middle of the waist, gently kissed his forehead, took advantage of the girl's dull stall, quickly correcting his body, the sky will go forward.

A few thousand gatekeepers followed forward and stopped in despair: Is this really a horse?Jiang Hao froze his arms and looked at the people far away, mockingly, looking at more and more people in front of him, and faintly said, "He is not the person you are looking for."

The yin young man embroidered with the blue mark on the lint snorted softly: "When we are fools, how can the blood be mistaken, and besides," he said to a few others, "are they not even right their masters?" 」

Blue, how can you be a cousin, huh, it's stupid.Jiang Hao turned his eyes and looked at the "own man" who did not know what to do, and pondered that Feng Ashan had gone far enough...

The young general Wang frowned at the blood stain on the clothes and sighed softly: the enemy lightly.He glanced at the pretended dead church-daughter, and hesitated whether he wanted to make up for it, and this tempest of skill came and cried.

Jiang Hao felt that his heart chuckled, she slowly turned around, only then the dead of the cousin was really dead, two fine needles shot from the airspace yarn were inserted in his face, the whole person lying on the ground with a black and lacquered back.

One of the men next to him was standing in a strange position.

He looked up at his head half-headed, trying to keep his eyes closed: it really wasn’t meant to come back, the guy wouldn’t go with it at all, and he wouldn’t ride at all, and his mane was really going to be picked up.

Fang Ashan looked at her with white face, trembling with his lips, and did not say a word, and the corner of the clothes held in his hand was already wrinkled.

The vastness of the snow continued behind the girl, and the thin body, the pale lip, reflected the snow field behind it, and it was exceptionally pure.

Jiang Hao was in the same place, and for a moment did not know what to say or explain, she was such a person.

A fact that had been ignored suddenly jumped out: it turned out that, as long as nothing had been perceived, she deliberately avoided letting the girl see her own killing.

Whether it was the rebellion of the thousand treasures that day, she gently exposed it; or the time of the thousand unknown, to prevent the girl from getting out of the car; or the time of Yunjia Mountain, in the woods, behind the girl, she killed so many people.

And now, all her concealment has become a bubble, and Feng Ashan knows all about it.He saw with his own eyes how her bloody killing looked like a shura, like, no, or simply a monster of all the population.

Time has passed for a long time, and there has not been much change in the spiritual world during this time.Jiang Hao is still the same, but it is a pity that Feng Qianhan will never suddenly break into his world again.

But at the end of the day, it’s also a cold place.On this issue, Jiang Hao is no longer entangled, he is entangled, always the original heart of a bare child, and now has long been dyed red willow green, the innocent girl of the past has long ceased to exist.

Returning to the city of demons, Jiang Hao touched the scene.At this time, when I heard that the people in the city said that the little beast king things were concerned, they were interested again.Before the little beast king's change, he has missed, but this one, in any case, do not miss the opportunity.

To befriend a strong person with some strong strength is also an opportunity.In the future, who might use it?He is now different from the past.Although it is still the same complicity, although it is still not the same injustice.

But his heart was no longer as sincere as before.It is not that the sincerity is not lacking, but the spirit of this spirit has covered his original heart.If it had been so simple, he would not have lived so long in this cold era.

Coming to the restaurant to listen to the news, Jiang Hao chose a window position, and asked for a pot of wine.Wine is a good Tianquan wine, which is said to be made from the ice melt water left in the sky of the extreme northern snowfield.There are a few small dishes, all of which are rare monsters.

Drinking Tianquan wine can make people's hearts safe and have the effect of a solid state, of course, the price of this wine is not expensive.Jiang Hao entered this restaurant, looking at this restaurant, occupy the golden area in the middle of the city, where the prosperity wins the other streets several times.

And one or two hundred meters away from the world's guesthouse, is the city of the city of the devil.

The gate is magnificent, but it is up to three feet, and a black flag is erected next to the gate, and the flag is printed with the pattern of the city's main house.

The pattern is similar to a sword, the sword refers to the blue sky, the air rushing.

The door opened, and it was vague to see that the people in the city's main house were busy, and the soldiers with armor kept coming in and out.

Two black stone lions stood in front of the door, emitting a black light of the scorching man.On the left and right sides of the house, there is a wooden pavilion with a height of one person, and the wooden pavilion is covered with black yarn, and you can see one person sitting inside.

Jiang Hao glanced at him, and was shocked.Although you can't see the appearance of the two people, from the breath of the outburst, it is actually the strongest in the same period!

He took a cold breath: “Shh... that’s an exaggeration, isn’t it?”

He thought to himself, can call the temple, there will be capital, not to mention this city of all the devil, even the inn shop two, are the cultivation of the divine period, what is there to be tangled?Thinking so is also normal.

If not, it is not normal.

At this moment, Jiang Hao heard the people whispering on the wine table next to him.

"That is the general who hunted back the flame of the tiger in the magic flame mountain a while ago, and is the powerful general of the city's master!"At a young age, there is such a overbearing cultivation, and I do not know where his master is, and he has such a strong strength."

The next table is a beast, lion head, incomparable, muscle-like dragons are generally winding, with explosive power.At this time, he looked in the direction of the city's main house and looked at a young man who had just come out of the city's house.

Opposite him was a human race, a white-clad t-shirt, a feathered towel, just pale and unusually thin.It seems that a gust of wind can blow him down, and the weak wind can't help but see the pity.But in a place like the city of demons, anyone who looks down on a person is very wrong.

The white-clad young man smiled, shook the feather fan in his hand, and glanced at the man in front of the city's main house, slightly disdainful: "Oh, this general is called the sky, is it the way to heaven?"Why is he not in heaven?It's a small role that doesn't matter."

"Speak carefully, for it is full of the eyes of the Lord's house."The lion's face changed and looked around.

Jiang Hao took a drink of Tianquan wine, suddenly felt that this white-clad young man had some meaning, look at this position, is a little disapproving of the general?I don’t think his identity is going anywhere down.

At this time, Jiang Hao's heart was suddenly cold, and he hurriedly retreated from the table, and instantly withdrew five or six meters away.

And just after his retreat, he broke into an unruly heavy sword beyond the window next to him!The heavy sword was wide and dark, but a sharp and abnormal breath filled the entire restaurant in an instant.

Jiang Hao's table and chair were instantly crushed, and the good Tianquan wine on the table, and some small dishes were also crushed with powder and sprinkled.