Chapter 1937

Terrible -

"hahaha --"

just then, a familiar strange laughter appeared in people's minds.

"Lord ghost in ink robe!"

Originally, everyone held a respectful distance from the ghost king in ink robe, but now I feel very close to him when I hear this voice.

Sure enough -

in the mid air of tile blue, the huge face floating in front of people.

"Stupid young people, if I don't tell you, you'll just have to wait for your heart to explode, and then all of you Hahaha, they will be buried in, and there will be no bones left. Hahaha, this picture is so much to look forward to. "

The original expectation of the heart, the moment darkened

His Majesty the ghost king is moody and uncertain. No one can think of what he will do.

What's more, this ghost King's aura is too strong. When he laughs, the air around him makes a twisting and tearing sound. The eardrums of all the people are stabbing, dizzy and bloated, and their Qi and blood are surging.

"You will not."

Even when Fengxun and several of them were shocked and speechless, Feng dance bravely stood out from the crowd.

The king of ghosts, who originally laughed wildly, now gazed at the phoenix dance with a kind of gloomy and violent eyes, with sharp and deep eyes.

For a moment, there was silence.

Feng Xun pinched a cold sweat for Feng dance.

This is the territory of the ghost king of Mo Pao. Everyone is allowed to kill him. Fengwu is too risky.

Sure enough, Mo Pao ghost King's attention all falls on Feng dance body.

"What do you say?" Mo Pao ghost King's eyes are dangerously squinted, and the air pressure around is suppressed very low!

Feng dance light smile: "I said, you will not."

Whew!

A black shadow passed by, and when people looked at it carefully, they found that Feng dance had been dragged away by the ghost king of ink robe!

The poor Feng dance was carried in the air by the ghost king of ink robe. At her throat, the powerful hand of the ghost king of ink robe was holding her neck!

Death, may come in the next second!

"Little dance!"

Feng Xun was startled, his eyes tightened violently and his heart beat fast!

However, the strength of the ghost king of Mo Pao is too strong for him to do anything about it.

Fengxun, Xuanyi and the seventh prince all hold the sword in their hands!

They're going to rush up the next minute!

However, the Feng dance with its back to them made a pause gesture.

Dance her

Feng Xun thought of Feng Wu's wisdom and wisdom, and her way of life. He bit his teeth and stopped everyone from saying, "wait a minute!"

The ghost king of Mo Pao didn't pay attention to Feng Xun at all. His cold eyes were staring at Feng dance, saying, "why?"

Feng Dance: "because you are not a conventional person, you are fun by nature, and you like watching plays most. It is not so much that you expect the primary team to win, but rather, you just habitually assume that they will win."

Without waiting for the ghost king to speak, Feng dance quickly said, "but is this kind of script that can tell the story behind from the front, is it very interesting? Have you not been tired of watching the ghost king for so many years? "

The ghost king of ink robe originally wanted to wriggle the slender white neck of Fengwu, but listening to her say so, his hand slightly stopped.

Fengwu took the opportunity to speed up her speech, and her voice poured out like a bean: "as the name suggests, the survival of a Jedi is to survive in a desperate situation. The waste materials counter attack and fight a war of glory will not be possible, and the failure will become success. This kind of drama has never been seen by his Majesty the ghost king for so many years?"

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