"I don’t need!" Cold male voice chills
The two women clucked their fists when they heard the ups and downs in their chests.
Then glared at two people Tang Yu Zhou Qian eyes flashed a hatred.
The woman in red pulled the woman in green, "Let’s go, Sister Ning."
"good"
Two women and one turned and walked away at a brisk pace.
When they saw it, they were afraid to avoid making way.
Blink and two women disappear
When the cold man saw it, he couldn’t help but walk up to Tang Yu. "The two beautiful women are Jian Kun Zong Yu Cheng. I wonder if I can leave WeChat?"
Say that finish Yu Cheng took out a mobile phone from Hanzhong.
Tang Yu couldn’t help frowning when they heard this. "Jian Kunzong?"
Tang Yu’s puzzled look turned into fear in Yu Cheng’s eyes. His face could not help but show a sense of pride and raise his head slightly.
"wechat?"
Zhou Qian smiled and came over with a mobile phone in her left hand and a whip in her right hand.
"Shout …"
Suddenly, Zhou Qian’s whip in his hand attacked Yu Cheng rapidly with the spirit-destroying inflammation.
This makes Yu Cheng, who is proud of himself, use aura to protect himself at first sight because of pupil contraction.
He dodged his efforts, but it was too late.
"Ah …"
The gray flame burns directly in Yu Cheng’s body. Although there is aura to protect him from terror and high temperature, Yu Cheng screams.
Yu Cheng was surrounded by gray flames and couldn’t see the figure clearly.
"Wow …"
When the flame cleared, Yu Cheng’s figure showed that Tang Yu couldn’t help laughing when he saw it.
Seeing that Yu Chengshen Han was burned with holes and blackened, his elegant hair was burnt and turned into a black mud covering his head.
The whole person looks more like a beggar than down and out.
"You … you …"
Yu Cheng fingers Zhou Qian chest ups and downs violently blackened face surging with anger.
"Bitch, you … how dare you sneak up on me!" Yu Cheng gnashed his teeth and his sword buzzed.
"Are you talking to my mother?" Zhou Qian smiled and said
"Looking for death!" The image is lost, Yu Cheng no longer pays attention to manners, picks up a sword and rushes towards Zhou Qianchong.
"Wow …"
The blue light of the sword surged less than half a breath and turned into an ice sword. It came straight at Zhou Qian with extreme cold.
"Xiaoxi, can I help you?" Tang Yu’s eyes are dignified.
"Sister Xiaoyu, no, I’m not what I was three days ago."
With that, Zhou Qian’s whip buzzed and the gray flame rose and went straight for Yu Cheng.
"Little bitch will fall into my hands later. I insist that you survive and not beg for death!" Yu Cheng’s eyes flashed a folded mans to speed up.