Chapter 1112: To blame, blame her stupid
Chapter 1112 is going to blame, just blame her stupid
Long Yun Chan's scorpion, suddenly cold and cold ice.
The long sword in the hand is also dyed with a strong chill.
Directly pick the double-edged dagger close to you, and the long sword flips.
Blue swords, radiant.
A burst of noise.
The double-edged dagger suddenly broke.
Black gas is scattered.
Shangguan glazed his face and sank.
Not yet standing still, I saw the blue swordsman on the head and swept out from the sword.
Like a blue dragon with claws and claws, it instantly tears the platform between them into a huge deep pit.
The blue dragon smashed his claws and swallowed the Shangguan glaze.
"Is it angry?" Shangguan Liuli couldn't help but laugh. "Is it poked into my mind, angry and angry?"
She lifted another double-edged dagger to resist the collision of the Blue Dragon.
He lifted his foot and stepped on the platform to compete with the Blue Dragon.
"It’s a pity, little brother, you have to wait for someone to come back forever." Shangguan Liuli smiled coldly, smiled and bent his eyebrows, and became more and more embarrassed.
Her body is driven by the sinister air.
The palm of the hand set off a violent hurricane.
"Bang" a loud noise, Shangguan Liuli has been holding a double-edged dagger, and the illusory blue dragon is directly split into two halves.
Shangguan Liuli flew up and laughed with sorrow: "The Lord has already arranged everything, and waited for her there... Once she passed, the little monk who cleared the night, would not come back!"
Her heart is very happy.
These people are all dogs that are settled at night.
She wants to torture the dogs, all of them.
Then bring it to the front of the night.
Let her see with her own eyes, how she tortured these dogs, bit by bit, to death!
The more I think, the more mad the madness of Shangguan’s glass.
Long Yunzhan holds the hand of the sword, and suddenly it is stiff.
A trace of condensation, such as the coldness of the ice, is flashing in his shackles.
The icy voice, like the frost, is a word, like a cone of ice, stuck into the heart of the human: "You say it again."
After Shangguan Liuli forced the dragon to retreat from the illusory blue dragon of Longyun Zhan, he flew back a few steps.
She is very leisurely.
For her current strength, even if she is alone, it is enough to defeat everyone in the Devil's class.
"Even if I say it ten times, one hundred times, the same is true." Shangguan Liuli ate and smiled, thinking that the night was cleared and the appearance of the Lord was raging, and the heart became more and more excited.
She has begun to imagine.
When the game is over, rush to the main.
It should be able to let the night clear, and see for myself how she ruined everything about her.
"I know that it is a trap, and the little monk who went to the night to clear it is still going without hesitation."
She chuckled and was extremely disdainful: "If you blame, blame her for being stupid."
A woman does not need any extra feelings.
Because once a woman has feelings, she will no longer be decisive and no longer decisive.
Therefore, she abandoned her feelings.
Her only purpose is to overtake the night and clear the night and step on the feet.
Do not hesitate to use your own soul, use your own resentment, as a condition of exchange.
In exchange for the help of the dark forces.
She likes herself like this now.
Strong enough, strong enough!
Whether it is a class student or a student of Gao Xuan class.
After seeing her, she was revered by the previous spit and disgust.
This is the glory that strength brings to her!
"A woman like you will never understand." Long Yun Chan's face is indifferent, picking up a sharp blue hail.
This is not stupid.
But because of feelings.
Because of the night, she valued her family's affection with the night maple.
(End of this chapter)
