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Damn it!

When Xiaowen entered the body, Qin Xiaochuan knew that the situation was not good.

He can't sit and watch the lines of his own into his body.

He grabbed the wrinkles that were constantly twisting like a snake, and yanked.

But those striated lines, very smashing, the thorns on the lines, quickly penetrated Qin Xiaochuan's palm.

In an instant, Qin Xiaochuan's palm was blurred.

Oh, it's a few more sounds, and a few smudges have broken through the palm of Qin Xiaochuan's palm.

He was slammed by the smudges, and the whole person was like a kite, forced to pull and smashed out.

A few violent crashes, Qin Xiaochuan screamed.

Wherever you go, the ground is constantly shattered.

The striated pattern wraps around his wrist, pulling Qin Xiaochuan's whole person into a large character, hanging high in the air.

The lines of the abruptness were sharp and straight, and Qin Xiaochuan only felt that his limbs were pulled by a carriage, and the pain was very painful.

He was hung high in the air, not far away, Chen Mu carrying the mouth of the mouth, looking proud, looking at Qin Xiaochuan.

Chen Mu laughed.

"Qin Xiaochuan, you are not very powerful, how, in front of my silk, it is just like this!"

"That sarcophagus..."

Qin Xiaochuan opened his mouth and heard only a slamming sound. The thick lines of his thumb smashed his chest and his heart was blasted.

"It's still not dead like this. It looks like your body is much stronger than I thought."

Chen Muzhen went to Qin Xiaochuan and stepped on Qin Xiaochuan's heart.

Qin Xiaochuan snorted and the blood sprinkled on the ground.

"You really are not a human race. With a strong body like you, you should like it very much."

Chen Mu leaned over and took a picture of Qin Xiaochuan's face.

He put down the mouth.

The sculpt is like a command, dragging Qin Xiaochuan to the meditation.

"I don't know the disciples of the lonely sea, what kind of expression would they see when their teachings were swallowed alive?"

Chen Mu looked vicious and looked at Qin Xiaochuan.

"Chen Mu, you won't have a good end."

Qin Xiaochuan was dragged by the lines and couldn't get rid of it.

That mouth is very mean, it is very strange, it is like a hungry beast, waiting for Qin Xiaochuan's self-investment.

Every inch of it, Qin Xiaochuan felt that he was one step closer to death.

But he couldn't get rid of those lines, these ghosts, entangled his wrists and ankles.

"Qin Jiajiao, I will not have a good end, it is not known for the time being. You will definitely not have a good end, and those disciples who are sure to be alone in the moon have already waited, I will let them see it." See, they are tragic to teach."

Chen Mu laughed.

Chen Mu walked toward the exit of Qimen Armor.

Earlier, Qin Xiaochuan and Chen Mu both left the signal arrow outside the old temple. When the time came, the signal arrow will be launched.

At this time, the disciples of the two major sects should have arrived.

Chen Mu intends to let Qin Xiaochuan swallow the singer in front of everyone.

As a result, no one in the human world dared to rebel against Yao Chi Xian and him.

Chen Mu's back gradually went away until it disappeared.

Qin Xiaochuan was dragged by the faint lines, all the way to the side of the meditation.

The meditation is wide open, and a burst of **** smell emanates from the meditation.

Rao is a person like Qin Xiaochuan who has experienced hurricanes and blood, and feels suffocated.

"Is it, I am going to die here, big elders, I will still fail you."

Blood rushes from the wound.

The vitality is also lost a little bit, and Qin Xiaochuan feels that he can't hold on for a long time.

He closed his eyes and the last moment of his life.

He has a lot of thoughts.

In my mind, what flashed was a scene when I was young. Qin Xiaochuan discovered that his memory, the memory of the Tianmu Ting, has long been blurred.

His memory, I do not know when it has been solitary, and ... night Lingguang to occupy.

Night ray... photon...

He is dead.

"Alright, if I am dead, I don't have to shoulder the mission of Heavenly Devil, I am coming to you."

Qin Xiaochuan smiled.

At this moment, in the face of death, there is no unwillingness, no resentment, and some are relieved.

The identity of the different devils gave him great strength, gave him identity and status, and could deprive him too much.

The meditation is close at hand.

"Qin Xiaochuan, count the last time, you owe me two lives."

With a few ridiculous voices, I heard it from my ear.

The next moment, the sense of restraint on Qin Xiaochuan's wrist and ankle disappeared.

Qin Xiaochuan was shocked and opened his eyes. The purpose was to have a pair of nephews with a bit of degeneration.

The purpose is a waxy yellow sallow face.

"Ye Lingyue!"

Qin Xiaochuan was shocked.

He looked at his wrists and ankles, and the hard-wound ruins disappeared miraculously.

How can this be?

Qin Xiaochuan was shocked.

"Are you still standing up?"

Ye Lingyue looked at Qin Xiaochuan. It seems that her time has just arrived. After a while, Qin Xiaochuan will become a food for me.

At a glance, Qin Xiaochuan's injury was really not light.

At his heart, there is a fist-sized hole, and the county is bloody, but even such a wound is not fatal.

Qin Xiaochuan raised a sigh of relief and quickly closed several important points at the heart of his heart. The blood quickly solidified and his face recovered.

It's not the body of the demon, but it's still early and dead.

Ye Lingyue met, but also could not help but praise.

She had already received news from the **** late, and determined that Qin Xiaochuan was one of the masters of the Tianqu.

It seems that the magic body of the Heavenly Devil is not inferior to the Emperor's family.

"How will you be here?"

Qin Xiaochuan was following Ye Lingyue's departure last night, and he lost the person in the middle of the road.

The entrance to the ban was very hidden. Chen Mu was just leaving, and Ye Lingyue came.

How did she appear, both of them were unaware.

Ye Lingyue has not explained yet, behind him, a sharp whistling sound.

The ground vibrations were endless. Ye Lingyue and Qin Xiaochuan looked back and saw the mouth of the mouth not far away, and they made a madness.

Ye Lingyue just entered the ruins of the ancient temple with the star-shaped necklace, and saw the scene that Qin Xiaochuan was almost swallowed by the filth.

Although Qin Xiaochuan is a different kind of demon, Ye Lingyue can't sit and watch him being swallowed up by the sorrow.

When she said nothing, she broke her hand.

When the gods knew it, Ye Lingyue took those wrinkles up.

As soon as the breath of the living was close, Chen Mu's mouth was felt.

Counting the last time, this is the second time that Ye Lingyue has blocked it.

And without exception, they all die to absorb the smudges that have been hatched.

That mouth is very annoyed, and with Ye Lingyue's body, there is a clear breath of Xuanyin's daughter, that mouth can't stand it, and no matter whether the host Chen Mu is absent, he will act without authorization.