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pm | | Tingxuelou series (13th Jan 23 at 12:22am UTC) | | Evening shadow knife cut into the shoulder of the vampire, cut the next piece of flesh and blood-but at that moment, Xiao Yiqing had a strange feeling, as if the knife in his hand was cut into the quagmire, sticky and trembling feeling along the blade into the palm of his hand, his heart was startled, thinking that the poison of the vampire might also be achieved through weapons, hurriedly point back. The mass of flesh and blood passed over his temples, giving off a vicious stench that was disgusting. The vampire had obviously suffered a lot under the shadow knife, and with a low roar and a hundred and twenty thousand points of anger, he ran to the place where his lower body was, alternating his hands. However, under the injury, the speed of the blood ghost has slowed down, and the concentration of the blood gas has also faded, showing that the ghost that has just devoured its master is now in a weak state. Not far away, the vampire who had just been cut into two sections by a knife and a sword was still walking around in the same place, because he had no vision, so he could not know where the other half of his body was. Xiao Yiqing coughed, but his figure did not stop for a moment-how could he get the vampire back together? However, when he ran out and prepared to kill the ghost halfway, suddenly,water filling machine, he seemed to hear a very light wind in the air. As if in the night sky, some birds fluttered their wings and landed, stirring up the frost all over the sky. However, Xiao Yiqing's hand suddenly stopped. There is a master.. The spiritual power and murderous look that surged from behind suddenly made the master of Tingxuelou's body and mind suddenly calm like an ethereal spirit. The threat behind him was far greater than that of the vampire. He immediately shifted his energy and stood still, but did not look back. Because the pressure from behind is so great, I am afraid that looking back will trigger all the killing intentions. There was no sound of the man's footsteps. Xiao Yiqing was surprised to discover this-he could only judge the position of the other side by the intensity of his murderous look! His fingers slowly exerted themselves to adjust the shadow knife in the palm of his hand to the most suitable position. Obviously also knew that his body suddenly condensed the murderous look, stopped the step, even could not hear the breath. Xiao Yiqing has a cold and sharp light in his eyes: such a powerful opponent,Blowing Filling Capping combiblock, he actually sold the empty door behind him to the other side at the beginning. Who's here.. Yes "Qinglan." Suddenly, a very faint voice sounded on the Forgotten River, which broke the suffocating tranquility. The man in white, riding the phantom beast down from the air, had only stopped when he approached Xiao Yiqing's back, when he heard the voice, he suddenly looked back at the place where the voice came from. That is, that is the voice of Ming Er. At the moment when he turned his head, the shadow of the evening knife made a move, bringing out a piece of empty and sad beauty in front of him. Jia Ruo had no time to look back, but his toes suddenly floated three feet like ghosts. At the same time, he waved his fingers and quickly grabbed them in the air, as if the air suddenly condensed, and an ice appeared in the priest's hand in an instant, opening the blade. At the moment of contact, Blowing Filling Capping combiblock ,liquid bottle filling machine, the cold attack came from the blade, and Xiao Yiqing's wrist shook. Although listen to the snow landlord that knife is only to force the enemy rather than hurt, did not touch the priest, but Garo is also a change in the eyes. The sharp True Qi brought out by the blade has collided with the "Qi" condensed by himself. The two figures were staggered, and their hands were so swift that with a sound of "sniff", the evening shadow knife cut through the belt of Jia Ruo's clothes. However, Jia Ruo did not avoid it at all. His fingers were drawn out, and suddenly there was a faint blue arc in the air, cutting to Xiao Yiqing's neck. A round of fighting, as fast as the wind and lightning, Xiao Yiqing had already stood still when they met and separated. The two men stood face to face, and the vampire ran away. It was surprisingly quiet for a while, and only the water of the Forgotten River flowed. Jia Ruo slowly tightened his fingers and said, "Listen to the snow building. Tonight you disturb my lantern gathering and kill me to teach the right Dharma Protector Qinghui. This matter must not be good." Xiao Yiqing was slightly surprised and looked at the pool of blurred flesh and blood on the edge of the river beach. It turned out that the person who had just presided over the Lantern Festival was the right Dharma Protector, who was second only to the High Priest in the Moon Worship Sect. No wonder he was able to control such a vampire. Jia Ruo took a step back, pulled Taotie, and stood under the moon, which was like water sprinkling all over his skirt. The eyes of the priest in white were as cold as ice as he looked at the owner of the snow house who was close at hand. Xiao Yiqing did not speak, but in the silence, there was a flash of brilliance on the evening shadow knife, which was obviously the condensation of true strength. A murderous intent permeates the air.
Suddenly, with a light bang, something fell to the ground. Jia Ruo looked down at the things that had fallen to the ground, and his eyes suddenly condensed-looking up like lightning, looking at the landlord listening to the snow. That look in the eyes unexpectedly let Xiao Yiqing suddenly startled. At that glance, there was loneliness, shock, and. A murderous look, and unspeakable feelings of extreme complexity. The high priest of the worship of the moon slowly bent down, picked up the amulet that had fallen from Xiao Yiqing's neck, held it in the palm of his hand, watched it carefully, and did not speak. The warm sandalwood pressed against his palm, and the ramie thread was cut off by something-it was just when he cut Xiao Yiqing's neck that he cut the rope of the amulet. The expression between Jia Ruo's eyebrows is changing rapidly. Amulet. The amulet he gave to Ming Er ten years ago. In this man. He slowly clenched the sandalwood amulet, put his hand back to his forehead, and lowered his eyes with a wry smile. The jewel on the forehead ring pinched his hand. The priest in white suddenly sneered again and said to the woman in scarlet behind him, "Ming, the sound you called just now was to warn Xiao Yiqing and distract me, wasn't it?" There was a murderous look between his eyebrows, but no one answered behind him for a long time. Jia Ruo was in a daze, as if he had suddenly come to his senses from the sound and remembered something. Suddenly he blurted out, "Ming, are you hurt?!" "Ming-er, listen to your voice just now. Are you hurt?" Unable to hear Jing's answer behind him, Jia Ruo's face was even more solemn. With a questioning, he could no longer help turning around and looking at the three women in the boundary in the woods by the river. Jing was already exhausted to the ground, and the girl in the blue shirt beside her was pressing the corpse poison in her neck, but she was about to cry: "Miss Jing, why are you talking?"! I told you not to open your mouth. This,Edible oil filling machine, this how good. Landlord! Landlord! Xiao Yiqing's heart jumped, knowing that just now Ajing struggled to open his mouth in order to warn, and the corpse poison broke out more quickly. gzxilinear.com | |
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