Chapter 3621 active investment
Immediately, Bai Piao began to shake his wits again...
Can you ask for a reward?
What do you think in your heart.
There's a lot of bells and whistles...
"Fang Fan boy, do you think it makes sense?"
"If it really counts, isn't it a life-saving grace?"
"People say that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring..."
"For the grace of saving my life, it's not too much for you to take out a thousand or eight hundred fragments of the sacred stone to honor me..."
"Aww..."
"It hurts...it hurts..."
Bai Piao gritted her teeth, and then continued to roar.
The more I talk, the more excited I get...
In a few words, it's just such a gesture.
The sense of bells and whistles is fully in place.
"Enjoy yourself..."
"This is what happens when you talk too much..."
Fang Fan shrugged, looking helpless...
This guy is not cowardly if he's flamboyant...
Time and time again, I have to jump into the pit by myself...
good guy...
In this situation, what can I do?
My brain is buzzing.
This taste is not as good as imagined...
Now that Bai Piao is being taught a comprehensive lesson by Xue Wanren, to a certain extent it can only be regarded as his own fault...
In all aspects, it is comprehensive and in place, but it seems particularly real.
Standing where he was, Fang Fan inexplicably felt a sinister gaze swept over him, mixed with endless fierceness.
Fang Fan frowned, inexplicably feeling a burning sensation coming from behind.
His eyes flickered for a while...
Fang Fan turned his head and saw a haggard old man...
Fang Fan just met this guy.
The guy who kept calling out to punish him...
What is Ouyang Tu?
It seems that he is still the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light...
Just now I don't know why I got nervous and wanted to launch an all-out attack on him again and again.
The final result is obvious, naturally it is being beaten to ashes...
At that time, the phantom of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, was gradually in place, and then began to fully oppress...
A wave of feeling is in place, and the mind is churning to the extreme!
Then this so-called first-class saint was completely defeated.
Being killed several times in public... probably this is the picture.
Thinking about it this way, it still seems quite real.
Fang Fan squinted his eyes, thinking a lot, and his expression was unpredictable. For a while, his expression suddenly changed to the extreme...
"Disciple..."
"what's the situation?"
"That old guy, targeting you?"
"damn thing……"
Uncle Jie snorted coldly, and then glanced unhappily at Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance not far away.
It doesn't matter what his identity is, as long as he covets his apprentice!
It must be completely wiped out!
Be calm in your mentality, and don't have the slightest blasphemy!
Go up and do it!
Afraid of the hammer!
"calm……"
"Be sure to calm down..."
"Even if they are shameless..."
"It is still necessary to grasp the sense of rhythm in all directions..."
"At this point, you must not be careless..."
"In terms of the situation, fully stabilize..."
"After all, he is the president of our light camp..."
"And...and this involves many levels..."
Xue Wanren also gave up at this moment and continued to beat Bai Piao crazily, and quickly walked over and grabbed Tai Shujie's arm, while talking, he quickly shook his head and said.
Needless to say anything else, this time the posture is in place, and the expression of panic and anxiety on his face is beyond words.
The more I thought about it, the more my mentality became bloody.
hold on...
"cut……"
"Don't be so nervous..."
"I thought it was something..."
"What a big deal..."
"Am I that stupid?"
"I don't know what's going on now?"
"Ah!"
"To put it bluntly, it's just a mouth addiction now..."
"But no matter what, this account has been written down in my heart!"
"In the future, if there is any malfunction, hum! I will not let it go!"
"This kind of person is also worthy of being the president's marshal..."
"The Temple of the Alliance of Light is now rotten to the bone!"
"what!"
Grand uncle Jie gritted his teeth, although he was unwilling, but he was not stupid, he knew what to do and what not to do.
At least at this time, you can't get too involved in things.
The sense of rhythm in all aspects must also be followed and controlled.
No matter how disgusting that Ouyang disciple is, he can only silently follow in his heart...
The reason is very simple, because he is the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, the president of the Light camp that is currently fighting against the Protoss, and he has a strong demigod realm...
Every realm of the demigod realm is a crazy experience...
There are some things that cannot be expressed clearly in a few words, and need to be silently followed by a comprehensive understanding.
Quasi-demigod...weak demigod...strong demigod...extremely demigod...
The gap between each realm can be imagined...
"This matter...it is absolutely impossible to let it go..."
"Qiu, our Guangming Academy has recorded it..."
"As for how to settle, it depends on the timing."
Xue Wanren narrowed his eyes and repeated his will again.
...
At this moment, Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance standing in the distance, walked silently for two steps, with a look of regret on his face...
"snort!"
"If you dare to take the initiative to attack me, you can be killed in an instant..."
"Unfortunately……"
"It's actually starting to be conservative..."
"Dare to have resentment against this saint, beyond self-control..."
"But at this moment, you can't take the initiative to find fault..."
"That Fang Fan was just blessed by Athena, the goddess of wisdom, after all..."
"For the time being, I haven't figured out what the relationship between him and the goddess Athena was before..."
"The goddess Athena not only hugged him, but even kissed him..."
"The relationship between them is definitely not that simple..."
"call……"
"In the end...it's all messy relationships..."
"I don't know what it will turn into in the end."
"At this moment, we really need to grasp..."
Once the eyes of the saint Ouyangtu flickered, he lifted his feet and walked to the side, the expression on his face gradually returned to normal...
"Holy One...Master Saint..."
"Hello, Lord Saint!"
Just as Ouyang Tu was walking forward for a certain distance, a middle-aged man who was dressed carelessly rushed over from the side. Bloodstains show...
This scene looks rather weird...
It looks a little disgusting for a while...
The most important thing is that at this moment, there is a disgusting stench in the air...
There is no doubt that this stench is brought by the poorly dressed middle-aged man in front of him...
There is an inexplicable feeling of unhappiness.
Ouyang Tu frowned, looking quite unhappy.
