Chapter 2377： High Cold Master's Little Fox (59)

Chapter 2377 The Little Fox of the High Cold Master (59)

If you do not solve this obsession, no matter how many years have passed, you will face every time you cultivate a sin.

He could only reach out to Bai Weiwei's cuffs and then gestured to the front of the temple.

The little fox squatted.

He was indifferent and felt that his mood was wrong. He had to show a stiff smile.

Then signal the little fox to smile.

Bai Weiwei immediately raised a bright smile and said how sweet and sweet it is.

夙 three pumped the mouth of the mouth, and then can only be forced to Liangshan **** the scalp.

After the ceremony, the voice was clear and said, "The disciple and the sister-in-law and the sister-in-law are both happy and willing to become the cultivators of the immortality. I would like to ask the teacher to become the witness of our wedding."

After that, I touched the little fox with my elbow.

Let her should be.

Bai Weiwei immediately nodded seriously. "Please witness the testimony."

The words are over.

The two were alone at the door.

The crane seemed to be aware of something, suddenly trembled and covered his head with wings.

Yan also felt that there was a huge and cold force in the air.

His long sword is faint.

This kind of uneasiness comes from killing.

Three brows wrinkled, killing comes from... in the hall, in the lotus pond?

Even if you don't agree, there will be no killing.

Bai Weiwei also looked awkward, this level of murderous.

For her, there is no feeling.

That cold killing, layered down.

Let the cockroach start to sweat, the heart is shaking, the muscles start to tremble.

A huge pain made him pale.

The murderousness has turned into a sword, stirring into his aura pool.

Even if it is such a tough physical quality.

I can’t help it anymore.

The three sorrows are unbearable, and some worry about looking at the little fox.

However, I saw that Bai Weiwei’s eyes were revealing a clear ignorance, and there was nothing wrong with it.

This murderousness is directed against him.

Yu San finally realized that Wen Qianqian in the lotus pond.

Angry.

No, it should be said that the anger has killed.

As a sword repairer, he is most sensitive to these emotions.

This cold and evil, full of violent murderousness, should not be gentle and modest.

Near the soaring immortals, the mood swings are so intense.

Is it...

Yan San did not dare to look into the hall, in the lotus pond, the lotus is still blooming.

But there is almost no color of the lotus, but it is a touch of gorgeous red.

The pool is reflected in the beauty of the pool.

After licking his lips, he immediately looked at the little fox and said, "Come on, the master is enchanted."

If this level of cultivator is enchanted.

If one is not careful, they will all be killed by the wise and wise mindless.

The little fox has wide eyes, "Into the magic?"

The system suddenly suddenly realized that "the trough, the devil."

It's no wonder that every day, I have red eyes and a host.

It’s a good idea to explain it.

However, Bai Weiwei thought of the place that was tempered by Wen Jinqian, who had been tortured for more than six hundred years.

Wen old blame, it is extremely abnormal.

The six parents do not recognize.

How to distort how to come.

He couldn't stand up, and the murderous gas made him bloody, and a blood had overflowed his mouth.

He whispered and said hard: "The Master is now locked in me. You should go first and go to the rest of the brothers and let them suppress the magic of the Master."

The little fox stayed at him.

Suddenly asked: "Is it really painful to enter the devil?"

He nodded at three o'clock. "The Master is certainly unable to control himself now. Of course he is very painful."

Bai Weiwei stayed in the lotus pond.

Thirty-three immediately angered. "Would you like to kill the Master? Don't delay time, go quickly."

Bai Weiwei immediately jumped up and turned and ran out.

The crane suddenly made a scream.

In the mouth of the three mouths, a blood spurt out, and he had no choice but to pull out the sword and hold the pain of this bone into the marrow.

But when he pulled the sword.

The aroma of lotus in the air is rich.

In the incense, a slender white figure slowly appeared on the main hall.

Juvenile ink hair hangs under the waist, bare feet, narrow eyes under the eyelashes, clear evil.

His expression is still holy and indifferent.

If it is not the violent smell around, the color with his eyes.

There is no such thing as a demon.

He didn't understand him, his voice trembled. "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Jinqian but indifferent to see the direction of Bai Weiwei left.

The repressed killings are still in the middle of the third.

Then just when the third is about to collapse.

He calmly calmed down, the deep red light, giving a feeling of cold to the scalp.

"You want to be married with Xiaoqi?"

The third instinct nodded.

Suddenly aware of what, he looked up and saw Wen Jinqian finger gently.

That is the power of gold, if it penetrates his forehead.

He immediately flew away.

On the third day, he wanted to escape, but he was bound by a huge force.

Before the death.

He heard Wen Jinqian's indifference, but it was mixed with the sullen and violent voice.

"Unfortunately, I don't agree."

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)