Chapter 1135

Fu Du Wang couldn't understand. How could an adult attach so much importance to such a simple flow of sword heart that he even sent Qiu Yisha to join hands with him. Fu Du Wang thought that this was a complete exaggeration. He was enough.

Hearing Fu Du Wang's words, others dare not ask more. Although there are a large number of people, they were beaten too hard before this time. When they think of the means of sword flow, their hearts are full of shadows. If you can poison them first, they will be able to avenge their blood with no blood at all, of course.

No one noticed that a ghostly figure crept into the crowd.

This time, there were a large number of forces who did not know each other well, and his face was so ordinary that no one noticed his difference. Even when Fu Du Wang and Qiu killed him, they paid close attention to the movement in the camp and did not find him sneaking in.

Looking for a corner at random, the man lay down lazily, squinting his eyes, as if in contemplation, as if gazing at the night sky. Only the people around him feel a little different. At this moment, when he is completely quiet, it seems to be integrated with the rocks around him and the earth and grass under him. If he does not pay attention, he will even have the illusion that he does not exist in this world. However, at the moment, others did not pay attention to it. Now is the critical moment, no one is distracted to pay more attention to other things.

"Do it!" Half an hour later, a cold light appeared in Fu's eyes and ordered.

"Go

"Kill!" The gang members of the major forces had already held their breath and rushed out like wild animals.

The light of the morning sun on the ground, the thick fog also began to slowly disperse.

In the camp, it's still quiet.

It's worthy of being the king of Fu poison. The poison is really powerful. When they fight and kill like this, the people in the camp don't respond. The uneasiness in everyone's heart dissipates with the fog: it seems that we can take revenge easily this time.

Wu Tianlang and other leaders gathered their eyes and searched for Zhang Yuhong's figure in the camp where the fog had not completely dispersed. The little white faced man knew that he was pulling cold knives behind his back, but he was more cruel than anyone else. When he fell into the hands of Laozi, I would not be able to strip him alive. At least one hundred scenes of torture Zhang Yuhong were in YY's heart. A few people's faces were black and blue with happy grins.

A red sun rises from the horizon, sprinkling thousands of golden mansions.

In the direction of their advance, dozens of figures emerged in front of their eyes, with incomparable clarity.

Ling Chuxi smile, calm and calm, as if to meet the guests from afar.

LAN Xinyu holds a Golden Whip, and his face is excited and expectant. His expression reminds Ling Chuxi of the fatal encounter between wolf and sheep.

Gongxi crazy sword and his several men were half naked and stood behind Ling Chuxi with their swords in their arms. They almost didn't write cruelty and violence on their faces.

The most shameless, heartless and shameless little white face who once brought them the most painful memory. The eldest master of Zhang family still held Guqin in his arms and still laughed very pure and naive. However, seeing such a "I am very kind" smile, everyone's heart twitched violently.

However, these people together bring them less shock than one person.

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