Chapter 467

This sentence is like a basin of cold water pouring down his head, which immediately extinguishes the anger in cangzheng's heart. He clenches his fist in his sleeve cage, bites his white teeth, bows down and says, "are you?"

But in his heart, he murmured: "you wait for me, I will make you die very ugly!"

The four people on the opposite side did not know these words. As long as Cang Zheng was afraid of them, his disdain on his face became more and more intense. Without any cover up, the big man said calmly: "our identity, you garbage, don't deserve to know. Give you three rest time. If you haven't disappeared within three rest, don't blame me for being hot."

"Ha ha! Boy, I advise you to take your companions with you and leave quickly. If you annoy the wind devil, I'm afraid you will not be able to leave later! " A woman in purple said with a smile.

"So you are the wind devil! I'm ashamed that I didn't recognize your real identity. I really deserve to die. " Cang Zheng first exclaimed, then looked extremely frightened, as if he had heard of the wind devil.

"I've changed my mind. I won't let you die easily. I'm going to torture you. You can't live like death. Wait for me!" These are what Cang Zheng really wants to say.

However, from the words of the burly man, Cang Zheng also found out a little. These four people did not know Zhuang Luochen and others.

This was what he had worried about before. If several people knew each other well, even if their faces were the same, they could see some clues from their words and deeds. Now certainly do not know, then the next natural response is much better.

"Ha ha..."

To Cang Zheng's surprise, after listening to his flattery and flattery, the burly man not only didn't stop, but also laughed. He turned his head and looked at some people behind him. Then he looked back at Cang Zheng and laughed: "you see, this rubbish, hearing Lao Tzu's prestige, scared his guts. It's useless, ha ha..."

"Useless people, garbage is a little too flattering to them." Another man in purple shakes his head, showing disdain on his face.

"Lord Fengmo, we respect you not because of your strength, but because we hear that you are a good man. I just hope you don't let us down!" Poetry with a smile.

"Er!"

The wind devil was stunned, and then he looked up and down at the poems. A smile of "lewdness" appeared in his eyes and said, "are you the daughter of sun Lei, the Lord of the eighth City, sun Xia?"

"Yes, I am." Poems and poems are not good enough.

"Haha! I've heard for a long time that sun Lei's daughter is very good-looking. When I see him today, I'm in a big mood. Don't leave today, and you'll have a good time with me. "

Looking at the poems, the wind devil rubbed his chin with his right hand and scratched his lower body with his left hand. His eyes were hot and obscene, and his mouth was constantly emitting a shameless "lewd" smile.

Seeing this scene, even simple and kind poems, I can't help but be angry, let alone Cang Zheng. His eyes are filled with endless anger. If it was not for the sake of delaying time, I'm afraid that when the wind devil said this sentence, he would have done it!

"Wind devil, please respect yourself!" The poem frowned, the word adult has been omitted, it is obvious that she also has a trace of no worry.

"Self respect? Girl, who do you think you're talking to? It's your good fortune that I like you. If you don't serve me well today, I'm afraid the Lord of the eighth city will be replaced tomorrow. " The wind devil sneered.

"He is such an idiot. He is famous for his amorous behavior. If he doesn't stay around, he still dares to stand up and talk. I don't know what it means." Another man in purple shook his head with regret in his eyes, but he didn't show up, because he knew the temper of his companion very well. The others were easy to say, only women could not do it. As long as he was attracted by him, he would not give up.

"Is it?" Poetry smile, but the eyes began to cool slowly.

These, the wind devil naturally see in the eye, but he did not care, light way: "you may not know my background, not afraid to tell you, as long as I say, your father will have to dismount, so, for the sake of your father's future, you'd better be obedient."

All in all, his evil smile, twinkle figure, big hand out, directly grasp the arms of poetry.

However, the next moment, the wind devil was stunned, because he found that he actually jumped into the air, looked up and found that the woman had already been a hundred feet away, and was staring at himself with her clear and beautiful eyes.

"The wind devil didn't catch it?" Another man in purple was stunned, and so were the two women.

The wind devil grew up with them since they were young. It can be said that sun Xia has no chance to escape with the strength of his little mature period. Another one is his speed. The wind devil has cultivated a very strange unique skill, which is so fast that even the young people can't catch up with it.

Therefore, it is known as the wind devil.

"Did she hide her strength? Or what kind of exorbitant to increase speed? Or is it just luck? " The three people, including the wind devil, are guessing in their hearts, but relatively speaking, they believe that it is the last possibility."Hum! I want to see if good luck will follow you all the time. " The wind devil snorted coldly, the power of the earth emerged, and the speed increased sharply, just like a flash of lightning, leaving the shadow of the road and plundering away to the poetry!

"What a nuisance." Poetry murmured, beautiful eyes are full of disgust, but without her brother's command, she did not dare to rashly move, had to repeatedly avoid.

Two figures in the snow crisscross, poetry elegant posture, light body, like a beautiful butterfly, dancing in the snow-white world, this is only in sun Xia's appearance, if she changes back to her own face, it will definitely be more moving than the present picture!

However, except for Cang Zheng, none of the people present appreciated the beautiful dance. The wind devil's eyes were wide open and full of wonder. They were about to get hold of it, but the opponent disappeared like a gust of wind!

"How can her speed be so fast that even the wind devil can only eat ash?"

In particular, the three people who were watching were terrified. As the saying goes, those who are in charge of the game have a clear view, and those who are not noticed by the wind devil can clearly catch them.

In their eyes, sun Xia's speed is not very fast, and can't compare with the wind devil. However, she seems to be able to predict the wind devil's every move, and can catch up with the wind devil to get close, so as to avoid driving.

No one has noticed, even Cang Zheng, that there is a small beast with the size of a finger on the earlobe of poetry. At first glance, you will think that it is just an eardrop, but if you look closely, you will find that there are four small black heads on the head of the little beast.

That's right. It's four violent apes!

The ability of poetry to predict the future depends entirely on it, which is also the natural ability of the four fierce apes - deduction!

I saw it tightly staring at the wind devil, eight small eyes are shining, like a bright diamond, if you look closely, you will find that in its eight eyes, each has a figure in crazy change, this figure is the wind devil!

This is how the four violent apes used deduction to evolve the wind devil's action and predict the wind devil's next move. Finally, all the figures stopped, and the violent ape immediately said to himself, "move a Zhang to the left."

Only poetry can hear the sound like flies and mosquitoes.

I heard that the poem did not hesitate, and immediately flashed to the left, just moved a Zhang. As expected, among the fierce apes around, a figure suddenly appeared in the original position of the poem. Who is this person not a wind devil?

"Why? I don't believe it. I don't believe that with my speed, I can't catch a person who only has the initial cultivation! " The wind and devil roared, and the figure kept on, and he folded and plundered towards the poems and poems. However, the result was the same, only the share of eating ashes.

In the end, even Cang Zheng was stunned. It was really hard to accept this scene!

"What are you doing in a daze? Come and help me catch this bitch. I will not give up if I don't ravage her today For the first time in my life, the wind devil is so upset. I feel like a clown, performing acrobatics here.

"Shua!"

Hearing this, only the man in purple robbed the poem to help the wind devil surround the poem, but the two women did not move, but in looking at Cang Zheng's eyes, they were full of warning and threat!

Cang Zheng turned a blind eye, pitifully looked at a few people, shook his head and sighed: "who is not good, but to provoke her, you really do not know how to write death."

Cang Zheng has predicted the fate of these people, and will certainly be very sad, because even if the poetry is kind-hearted and does not investigate this matter, Wutian will never stop. What's more, there is a shameless little beast! To know that it and the feelings of poetry, is not generally good ah!

"Ha ha! It's ridiculous. You don't ask about our identity. Even the Dharma protectors of the movie city should be courteous to us. What's more, you are the waste of the ninth city. No, in our eyes, the people of the ninth city are not as good as the rubbish. "

"The ninth city and the eighth city are the garbage dumps recognized by the city of darkness. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change this fact. It's still garbage in the garbage heap. It's just a matter of fingers to kill you, but we don't want to do it, because it will dirty our hands."

Two women in purple sneer, disgust, disdain, ridicule, everything.

Cang Zheng was not angry. Instead, he shook his head with a smile, because it was not worth being angry for someone who was going to die sooner or later.

On the other side, the wind devil and the man in purple joined hands to block the poems before and after, so that she could not take advantage of them. However, with the help of violent apes, poems and poems were like ghosts, coming and going without a trace. They were unable to resist.

"You little girl, you have been bullied to this share, why don't you fight back?" Suddenly, a plain but helpless voice sounded.

After hearing this, the poet was pleased and said in a teasing way: "I am not observing the agreement with my brother! If you don't let me do it, how dare I! If you are annoyed, you will not have to send me to the star world, and then you will not be bored to death

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