Chapter 3867

Uncle Jie opened his mouth. At the moment, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

He thought silently in his heart, and the sound of breathing could not help but become urgent.

His eyes turned and his mind slowly became confused.

Anxious heart, more with whom to say.

It's hard.

It's embarrassing.

From the perspective of Uncle Jie, he wanted to rush forward to replace Fang fan to bear such pain.

But... But I can't move my steps!

It's hard to go to heaven.

What happens next? This is the key in the key!

Stay here all the time? It doesn't look like that.

For a time, the whole person became extremely numb.

Then he looked helplessly into the far air and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Anxiety, helplessness, emotion

"If you really can't carry it, Fang fan will return."

"Don't worry."

"Observe the energy fluctuation of this hypocrite level sky thunder."

"In our big world, there are few such opportunities."

"Take a good look. There may not be such a chance in the future!"

"Look again!"

"Gudong."

"It's good for your promotion."

"It's also good for my enlightenment."

Xue Wanren, the deputy head of Guangming University, glanced at the hypocrite Tianlei in the distance, couldn't help taking a deep breath, and his face turned red in bursts.

Now clench your fists, it seems that you have some understanding. That feeling can not be expressed in a few words.

Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime!

"Ah?"

"What is there to understand?"

"Vice governor, you're not a nightmare, are you?"

"Is it possible that your concern is chaos?"

"You... Take it easy."

"Don't be so silly."

Uncle Jie looked at Xue Wanren and couldn't help caring.

"Get out!"

"Feel it well!"

"Don't waste such a good opportunity!"

Xue Wanren, with a dark face, couldn't help but curl his mouth.

"Well, what I care about now is where my apprentice will transfer the false god level sky thunder, and will it be transferred to the top of Ouyang's head?"

"Hey, if you transfer, Ouyang will die. I've been unhappy with this guy for a long time. If you can kill him earlier, of course it's best."

Uncle Jie narrowed his eyes, and the cold light flickered in his eyes.

The Ouyang apprentice relied on himself to be the president of the bright camp, but he didn't do little to harm his apprentice.

For uncle Jie, you entrapped me once or twice, and Xiaoxiao passed away. Maybe you didn't care so much.

But if you dare to entrap my apprentice, how can you do it? Go up and beat you to death!

This mood is understandable to some extent.

"Well?"

"Where's my other disciple Bai Piao?"

"What's this guy scared like now..."

"Hey, I'm afraid to come out and meet people now."

"Really, this is not necessary."

"All aspects, take it easy."

Uncle Jie couldn't help muttering on one side.

He looked around and saw that both Xue Wanren and Wu Meiling were looking at the fake God level sky thunder seriously, as if the fake God level sky thunder was a shocking Avenue.

That posture, that expression, show incisively and vividly, this feeling, more with whom to say.

That's it.

"What's so nice about this thing?"

"Is there really so much mystery in it?"

"It's just that I can't see anything."

"Is it my poor understanding?"

"Or is it that only the existence of demigod can find some clues in it?"

Uncle Jie frowned, and now he couldn't help falling into self doubt.

Does his talent really pull his crotch like this?

Huh?

It should... It shouldn't be so.

Thinking about the fourth sky thunder of the demigod thunder robbery, that is, the pseudo God level sky thunder has been brewing!

At this moment, it will fall so directly!

The posture shows incisively and vividly!

"Coming!"

"Someone is going to have bad luck again!"

"I bet a hundred pieces of divine stone. This time, the bombing is still the saint of Ouyang. The saint of Ouyang has been trapped by the big man Fang fan several times. This time, we must make up for it at one time!"

"I guess so. Ouyang is cold!"

"Eat! Eat!"

"Hey, this Fang fan killed Ouyang disciple, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, with Tianlei in public. How can he stay in the camp of light in the future?"

"Fool? Hehe! People have such strength. The light camp and even the temple of the light alliance can't wait to give him up directly. Where will there be so many troubles? I really think too much!"

"Hey, at that time, the temple of the alliance of light may have to give way to the pope!"

"What's more, did you see that big brother Fang fan transferred Tianlei and killed Ouyang disciple? Big brother Fang fan has been standing there without any action!"

"Seeing is believing, hearing is false! This eye didn't see, is this evidence?"

"All along, it's just speculation. It's nothing."

"Yes, that's right. Such speculation has no meaning and value!"

"Pull the crotch! Pull the crotch too much!"

……

There are more murmuring voices around. The spirit of the people eating melons is good. At the moment, they blush and excitedly begin to point out the country!

At this moment, the most anxious thing in my heart naturally belongs to the Ouyang disciple.

He can't go anywhere now!

The strong demigod thunder bombarded him and hurt him thoroughly, so now he still can't get up.

At this time, he even hopes to flee. It's too difficult for everything to be set at the moment.

The state of mind collapsed here, his eyes flickered, and he felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Cao Ji!"

"Come back!"

"Stay with me!"

"The Holy One is afraid!"

"Will you accompany me?"

"The holy one won't treat you badly?"

"Wait... When the holy one gets through this disaster, you will be my brother."

"Cough... Cough..."

"Cao Ji! Come and carry me! Take me!"

"Bastard!"

"Who will come and take me away!"

"The holy one has a lot of rewards!"

Ouyang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, grinned his teeth and couldn't help twitching wildly at the corners of his mouth.

At the moment, while talking, the confused eyes couldn't help peeping around.

Whispering to oneself, indifferent eyes, everything is silent.

How to maintain the disordered heart at this moment.

It's a mess.

The rhythm is out of order.

The mentality collapsed.

The people who usually flatter around him have long run away.

Running is the only choice!

When the tree falls, MI sun scattered.

Who wants to stay and die with him?

Don't think too much.

Cao Ji is the fastest runner.

When he ran out for a long distance, he glanced around and made sure he couldn't see Ouyang disciple, so he slowly relaxed.

"Son of a turtle, you have to pull me on my back before you die. I think too much!"

"The bright future of labor and capital is ahead. Who will accompany you to death?"