Chapter 831

"Money, no money! Where's the money from! "

"I'm a master of huangquan Road, the poorest of the six masters. I'm really in charge of huangquan Road, but there's no oil or water in it."

"Feng brother, female emperor, or you can beat me!"

"It's not that you don't give money, but that you really don't have money!"

Father Zipao is shocked when he hears that. Who is my father Zipao? He can't get in or out! How can I give you money

Even if my purple robe is killed, don't try to get a stone out of my hand.

No one in the world can find the place where my ancestors hid their treasures.

I would rather be beaten up if I spent money to buy peace.

I've been mixing for so many years. I haven't seen any scene. It's not only coquettish, waves, but also cheap. It's still a piece of meat.

Heaven and earth, who can get the treasure from my ancestors.

"No money! I don't want to give it to you! "

"Son, speak with conscience. How dare I speak nonsense in front of the empress? If you don't believe me, please search!"

"It's true that you're poor, but there's another possibility that you cry for poverty on purpose."

"Boy, believe it or not, anyway, my ancestors are here. You can't read them if you have money or not?"

"Sister Shengwang, take the sword! You know, my little brother never likes to be forced to do things. Whether he is really rich or intentionally crying for poverty, this is the end of today's business. "

Ancient Huang's palm folding fan is just unfolding in a moment. It's so gently waved. There's a very calm smile on the corner of his mouth. No one can guess what he thinks in his heart.

"Good!"

The Saint King waved the sky, and the sword that was blocked all over the sky disappeared in an instant. He had absolute trust in the ancient wasteland, only a pair of cold eyes were shining with a bit of cruelty.

It's a good hobo meat, but it's a pity to meet a big devil.

There's a good play today.

"What do you mean, boy?"

"Isn't it to say that a capital crime is excusable, and a living crime is inevitable?"

"This is to let my grandfather go. If you don't fight today, you won't have a chance in the future."

"I'll give you one last chance and leave without hitting me."

Zipao's ancestor stood up doubtfully, and stepped back a step. He walked directly to the edge of huangquan road. As long as he swayed his body slightly, he could step back directly.

But the more so, the more restless his heart is. Who knows what bad moves this kid has.

However, no one is hiding in all directions, and there is no powerful technique and magic.

Even if it's too late for the exhibition, if it's back in huangquan Road, it's my place.

And I still can continue to wave, continue to coquettish!

"Well, come from there, and hurry back there!"

"I don't have time to waste with you!"

"Sister Shengwang, you are here just in time. I want to tell you something suddenly."

"About your worries about the coming crisis..."

"Well, this is not the place to talk. Let's go back and talk about it."

The folding fan in Gu Huang's hand closed in an instant, and the smile on his face also solidified. His expression was solemn and serious.

Crisis, the end!

Tut tut!

With the purple robe, which is greedy for life and afraid of death, we will never miss it.

In the coming crisis, Emperor Tianhuang left behind his backhand behind the gate of latitude, but it is not enough to rely on his backhand alone.

That's the ultimate killer. It can't be used at the beginning.

"Come on, little brother guhuang, go back and say that this is not the place to talk."

The holy King's cool eyes twinkled with wonder. He did not know whether the ancient wasteland was true or false at the moment, whether it really knew the information of crisis, or whether it was just for the purpose of fooling purple robe.

Forget it, just follow the words of the little devil.

Fengjiuyou old man and Wanhua emperor were astonished for a long time. After all, this crisis had early signs, so Tianhuang boy left behind.

The door of latitude cannot be opened without crisis.

For this reason, they guarded the seventh century, but never left.

Even before the seventh century, when the empress died, they did not help.

But what is the crisis?

In what way and in what form.

I just don't know.

This kid really knows that it's just a simple set to prepare the hob meat of pit purple robe.

"Empress, the ancient saying is right, the crisis has indeed emerged."

"The ancient wasteland, the old rotten just in the recollection, finally determined a matter."

"What we see comes from the void..."

"There is no solution on the side of practice!"

"Whether it's cultivation side, destiny side, magic side, technology side, mystery side, card side, or even not in these six major side categories of civilization."

"There is no solution to it, because it comes from the strange side of the legend."

"Not invincible, but absolutely inextricable!"

Fortune prophet is the most learned man in the world. No matter what his character is, few people can compare his insight. He just thought about it and finally found the root.

Things from the strange side are not absolutely invincible, but absolutely unsolvable.

This alone will destroy 36 continents.

It's more than an end. It's a disaster.

"Prophet of fate Boy, you even have contact with him... "

"Damn it, whether it's the crisis or the end, I'll kill you first."

"Destiny old dog, die for me!"

When Feng Jiuyou saw the prophet of fate, he blew it up on the spot. He saw that the whole man erupted into endless terror, just like an ancient god of war from the end of the ancient recovery. A pair of fists were covered with a pair of broken fists, endless glory flow, and the power of strange laws loomed

The prophet of fate has always been an enemy since ancient times.

Just meet!

Kill first.

"Stop it, old monster, destiny old dog has aligned with me."

"Liquidation or revenge, etc. return to ancient times through the door of chaos."

"I won't mind if you kill the sky."

"But now stop it for me, whether it's the old monster you, the elder sister of the king, or the elder brother of Wanhua."

"Even if emperor Tianhuang comes, I will stop it as well."

"If the temple of destiny dare to do something, I will be the first to destroy it."

Ancient wasteland's expression is indifferent and incomparable. It is forced to prevent the confrontation between the old man and the fate prophet. In this era, no matter how many grudges there are, it will be put down temporarily.

I have to wait for the last era!

"Little monster, I give you face. After the last era, I'm not the first one to smash his dog's head."

"Old dog, please listen to me. If one of these little guys goes wrong, I will kill you ten disciples."

"Hum! All the feuds are on your mind. "

Fengjiuyou old man also calmed down, but at the same time, he looked at the ancient wasteland a few more times. He was really a little monster. He could make the destiny old dog alliance with him.

"Anytime!"

As one of the three supreme masters, the prophet of destiny seems very calm. Naturally, he is not afraid of the Lord of nine you. From the ancient battle to the present, the temple of destiny is afraid of anyone.

"Well, don't say anything. Let's go back first."

Emperor Wanhua has come out to finish the battle. Instinctively, he knows what the little devil wants to do. In a word, everything is a routine

"Wait, wait..."

"Take my ancestors with me!"

The ancestor of Zipao will go as soon as he hears it, that is, he will not calm down. He will gather up immediately

Paralyzed, crisis, even talk about crisis.

How dare you not take me with you in such a big thing

Even the old dog of fate came out

No, they can't leave me.

Ask for a monthly ticket! Tomorrow!