Mourningly muttered: "How can there be such a thing? How could there be so much...???"

I have never heard of anyone who is using force to smash the curse? !

Huacheng will pull down the ground and thank you for pulling up, said: "Brother, try again!"

It happened that Jun Wu took the sword and thanked him for raising his hand. "Oh--", the heart was almost kicked out by him!

This blow is completely different from the one!

Thank you for your own hands, slightly embarrassed. He hasn't experienced this feeling for hundreds of years, and he almost forgot it. This is him.

Strong enough to control your own strength, every step of the way to shake the mountain. Step by step, step into the sky!

He clenched his fingers and punched the face of Jun Wu!

After the war, Jun Wus face was always clean. This hit, finally shed some blood from his mouth. He wiped it off with his thumb and looked at the blood.

The next moment, he slammed his hand and threw his heart to the side.

It seems that he is going to meet with him!

Thanks for being a punch, this punch was caught by Jun Wu and the backhand twisted. The pain hits, and the arm is screaming. But he immediately picked it up twice and then took another hand, and was intercepted by Jun Wu. If you are grateful, you will want to go to the party to be defeated by Jun Wu. Jun Wu naturally expected him to take this step and stop him from going.

But he forgot, there are two morals and feelings behind him. Although both of them are half-dead, they are all sneaky and want to go to the heart of the sword. Their movements have been extremely slight. Junwu seems to have an eye behind him. The backhand is a palm. The bridge between the two feet breaks and falls to the Magma River!

At the beginning of the millennium, one of the boots that had been handcuffed. And Fengxin took the boots of the love. He looked up again and said, "I am fucking!!! Its really fucking! Guoshi, you dont let the elderly go!"

It is the national teacher who holds them. His forehead is violent: "You also know that I am an old man! Then hurry up!"

Although the bridge was collapsed by Jun Wu, Xie Pity raised his hand and held it in the air. He still wants to go up again, but Jun Wu does not give him this free time. The three people are less than two or three feet away from the tumbling magma. The ear can hear the squeaking of the bubbles, and the feelings are hung at the bottom. Washing his head, being burnt red as charcoal, said: "Come on me!"

Who knows, there are no two on the top, he called again: "Wait! Don't pull me up!"

Guoshidao said: "What are you going to do?"

Wind channel: "Are you really? Well, then I will let go!"

Mu Qing said: "I fucked, you **** really let go, look below! Look at the sword!"

Several people looked in the direction of his hand. I saw them directly below, a black jade sword inserted in the center of the magma, is slowly sinking. Its just that they are going to steal, but they are shocked by Junwu!

Mu Qing rushed to the handle and madly stretched his arms, as if he couldn't become a gibbons, but he couldn't reach it. He said, "Put me down a bit, I will almost be enough!!"

The national faculty is even more powerful: "You two young people, I have an old bone, don't be too much!"

He said that his boots were sinking in his hand, and his face was close to the magma river, his hair slipped and his hair was burning. Wind channel: "I am fucking, your hair is on fire!!! It is going to burn out!!!"

Fortunately, the love has finally pulled up the sword. He slaps the flame on his hair with one hand, and the other hand, with a splash of magma, throws it to thank you: "Thank you, then!"

Thanks for raising his hand, holding the heart of the hilt!

The national teacher also endured the limit: "I can't do it, you are coming up!"

Fengxin saw that the national division had fought, and when the situation was not good, he slammed the admiration and said: "Tell you to ponder!"

The feelings of love were smashed by him, and the anger was about to break out. In the pool under the fire, suddenly there were dozens of lava grievances!

Those grievances seemed to jump out of the water and jumped up to the chest of the wind. If it is not a spiritual protector, I am afraid that the whole person will burn it. They were previously threatened by the wind and arrow, hateful, secretly lurking in the magma and trailing here, and the opportunity to pull him down. Unable to prevent it, the national division was also pulled forward by the sudden increase in weight. This time, it was the turn of the moment to grasp the boots of the National Teacher.

The wind letter was originally wounded, and there were still a few arrows in the body forgot to take it. The hands and the grievances struggled, and the people who had been tempted to fight the top couldnt hold him loose, and they were very passive. The lava grievances below are gathering more and more, and layers are stacked on him, as if they are in love with the national teacher. The strength on both sides should not be underestimated. If you continue this way, you may be forced to be torn in half!

Feng Xin said: "Is it a good time to give a pain?!"

Admiration: "Shut up!" Suddenly, he felt his hands suddenly and lightly, and those grievances seemed to finally let go, and quickly took the opportunity to pull the two men up.

After coming up, the wind stunned and gasped a few mouthfuls of gas, and the screaming roar of the grievous spirits came from below. Several people looked down, and the sorrow and the national teacher said: "Faith, it is your son!"

"..."

Sure enough, among the red lava grievances, a white flower flower smashed and smashed and was biting them.

Those lava grievances are at least two thousand old ghosts, and in groups, how can they be afraid of a kid who is not even a baby? Grabbing and biting, the body of the fetus was originally white, and it was already hot and bloody. It was red and screaming, and it was not so bad. It only made people feel terrible. The wind letter broke out.

He was furious and said: "Don't be your bad face, a group of adults bully a child!!! Wrong, come over!"

That fetus does not beat so many grievances, it has already sprouted, and when someone hears someone to give him a head, he screams and jumps to the shoulders of the wind. Feng Xin took down the long bow, an arrow that smashed his chest, and even the arrow of the bead came out, and the blast of the river blew, and the fetus was screaming on his shoulders, seemingly applauding. Over there, thank you for seeing them out of danger, and finally rest assured that they are preparing to concentrate on Jun Wu, but suddenly they have a chest.

Jun Wu locked his whole person from behind him and said, "I didn't say it. Do you think that your skills are learned from it? All your moves, I know everything!"

This lock, if you can't earn it, you will be trapped. However, all the tactics he can think of, Junwu can certainly think of it!

At this time, he heard Huacheng Road: "Brother, don't be afraid! You must have tricks that he doesn't know, only you can use it, and he can't use tricks!"

Suddenly, thank you for the flash of light in your mind.

Does he have it?

He does have it!

Since you can't break free, don't break free!

He turned around in Junwu's arm, facing the enemy, and locked Lijun, saying one word: "This trick, you will not!"

He grabbed Jun Wu, and with the body of two people, slammed into the solid rock wall!

This collision, he used ten percent of the strength, the rumble of rock formations, he also heard the sound of something shattered.

That was uploaded from Jun Wu.

His white armor is completely broken!

At the same time, Jun Wu let go of him and angered: "Roll! Give me a roll!!!"

Thanks for raising his head, his hair is stunned. It is the face that greets you and makes you mad.

The three faces ran out again!

Xie pity once again raised the sword, a sword pierced the heart of Jun Wu, nailed him on the rock wall!

Blood spilled from the mouth of Junwu.

Thanks to this sword, the most mana he could penetrate, blasted in the moment after stabbing Jun. Strong self-healing ability, can not be repaired!

The mountain has collapsed.

Junwu was originally nailed to the rock wall. After the rock mountain collapsed, it became lying on the ground.

But he still hasn't given up, holding the heart of the sword with his backhand, seems to want to write on the blade. That is naturally a spell, it must be stopped. Thanks to Pity, just raised his hand, the National Teacher rushed over and said: "His Royal Highness! Forget it, forget it!"

Thanks for the pity, I dont know which one he called, but who is the one. Jun Wu coughed up a blood and angered: "Get out of my way!"

The national teacher was beside him and said to him: "Your Highness, forget it! Really forget it. It is not interesting to continue fighting."

Jun Wudao: "What do you know?! Go away!"

Guoshi said: "I don't understand. For so many years, your gods have also done it. The ghost king has also done it. The killings are all killed. I want to get all the hands. What is your pain? What are you? What do you want? What do you want to prove?"

Wen Yan, Jun Wus face flashed for a moment.

But for a long time, he violently slammed the throat of the national division and angered: "You are less likely to teach me! You are not qualified to teach me! No one is qualified to teach me!"

At present, the strength of Junwu is not enough. This is not difficult to understand. Xie Pity is trying to save people. The National Teacher has waved his hand to let him not move. He continued: "His Royal Highness."

Jun Wu looked at him coldly, still did not let go.

Even if he is not strong enough now, it is very dangerous to break the neck of the national division. The national teacher took him to squat himself and said: "I teach you the Highness of the Prince, not to teach you a man who has not taken the wrong path, and then use him to humiliate you. He is him, you are you, you are not The same person, there is a different path, it is normal. I used to say, you don't believe, then now?"

Jun Wu stared at him and said nothing.

Guo Shidao said: "I just really missed His Royal Highness, I missed the former Wuyong country, missed us all, and those days when we did not fly."

"..."

Guo Shi said: "So many years, His Royal Highness, I just looked at you, I feel very tired, very tired, yourself? Are you really tired?"

As the first Wushu of the Three Realms, Junwus face and manners are always perfect and spotless. At this point, all the auras were removed, and the pity found that even if the three human face epidemics were removed, his face was too pale.

The outline is too cold, and it is slightly black under the eyelids. It looks gloomy and hard, and there is no such gentleness as it appears under the halo.

However, now, he seems to be alive. Although it is also embarrassing.

Guo Shidao: "Your Highness, you have already lost. Give yourself a relief."

"..."

Jun Wu is a little confused: "I lost?"

Too strong mana fluctuations smashed the dome of the cave, and the faint sunshine sprinkled from above.

There seems to be rain falling in the air. Jun Wu was lying on the ground, thanking him for standing, looking down at him from the height of his downs, and actually saw a relief from his expression.

He couldn't help but wonder, perhaps, who was defeated, the end of this split and the madness of day after day, and the desire of Junwu has always been deep inside.

For a long while, Jun Wu suddenly asked: "That, what is called."

"..."

Thanks to the sleeves, rubbing the blood on the face, said: "The chest is broken with big stones."

Jun Wuyi, seems to think of something, smiled, sighed, closed his eyes, said: "Beautiful."

He didn't say a word more, but everyone could see that his face could no longer cover the exhaustion.

The hand of thankfulness finally moved down from the handle of the heart. In the next step, I couldnt think of what to do, and I couldnt help but look at the flower city. Huacheng is still standing in the same place. The only section of the bridge that has not collapsed has been quietly waiting for him for a long time. See him turning back, greet him and smile.

The national teacher sat next to the unmoving Jun Wu and said, "Your Highness, let's go."

He didn't mean to rise up, thanked him: "Master, don't you leave?"

Guo Shi shook his head and said: "I will accompany my Royal Highness. After all, I did not accompany him."

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, washing the face of Junwu and the blood and vitality flowing from the wound.

Looking at it, thank you for feeling that the three faces on his face seemed to fade away. I don't know if it is an illusion.

After a moment of silence, Xie pity took off the back of the bucket and dropped it, covering it on Jun's face.

The curse on the wrist of the love has already fallen off automatically. He flew up and kicked it into the magma, and the cool calmness was barely found. The feudal spirit of the wind and shoulders jumped down, and the four feet used to climb to the face of Junwu, carefully touching him, and his attitude was very different when he stepped on Jun's face, and the wind was convinced.

Thanks for the rest, no matter what else, the nose and the face swollen to the flower city, like a rebirth - in fact, it is indeed the rest of the robbery, tied to him, said: "Sanlang!"

Huacheng extended his hand to Xie, and then he was stepped back. He wrapped his arms around him and smiled and said: "Brother, you see, I will say, will you win?" The face was lifted up, looked carefully, and sighed. "You made yourself look like this."

He pointed his fingertips, and the little silver butterfly fluttered over and the scars faded. Xie pity also smiled and said: "The next time will not!"

Huacheng picked up his eyebrows and made a cold gesture: "There is no next time."

After a pause, thanked the pity and smiled, and earnestly said: "Sanlang, before in the Tonglushan, I said, after going out, there is something to tell you, do you remember?"

Huacheng smiled and said: "Remember naturally. I remember every word that my brother said."

Xie pity lowered his head, he was embarrassed, so it was easy to get courage, and frankly said: "Jun Jun has revealed a few words, and it is also related to this matter. To be honest, I should have told you long ago, but I have been unable to make up my mind. I am afraid you know..."

Huacheng Road: "I am afraid that I know that His Royal Highness has become a catastrophe in white, right?"

"..."

Thank you for your kindness: "You...?"

Huacheng did not answer the question positively. Instead, he kneeled down in front of him and looked up at him. He smiled and said: "How? Brother, so, remember?"

How can you not remember?

At that time, the nameless ghost often squatted on his knees!

The pale smile and the smiling face of Huacheng at the moment overlap. Thanks for the trepidation and softness of his feet, he sat directly in front of him, muttering: "...Sanlang... Yes, it is you!"

Huacheng laughed and kept his knees on one knee. The only remaining eye stared at him and said, "Your Highness, I have been watching you."

Xie pity can only say one word: "You...you..."

He finally understood what it meant to be a lot of words that he had never meant to say to him in the past.

It turned out to be the case. He never thought about it, it turned out to be no name, it is Huacheng!

He knows all about it. He saw it all. He has been there all the time!

Suddenly, a thousand tastes and all kinds of words rushed into my heart. Grateful, sorrowful, painful, ecstasy, deeper, and incurable love.

The chest of pity was hurried to explode, and the expression of a word could not be squeezed out. He could only rush to the ground and shouted: "Sanlang!"

He seems to only say the word, and shouted again: "Sanlang!"

Huacheng was thrown down by him, sitting on the ground with him, holding back and praying, laughing. The original fear fears swept away, and Xie pity wrapped around his neck, smiling and laughing, and thought of tears.

But the tears have not fallen, and he has found a very bad thing.

Although Huacheng is a ghost, his body has never been the same as ordinary people.

However, the flower city that is now hugged by him, the bright red dress, is slightly transparent.