Chapter 21: Lessons (3)
Chapter 21 Lessons (3)
The screams of the night were so horrible that the people on the scene smelled.
It’s too hard to ponder the night’s temper.
If you don’t agree, you will whip up.
Nima that a whip... It’s really hot.
Directly on the face of the night to play, the one called is a skin open flesh.
The onlookers squatted and subconsciously touched their faces.
Women, the most concerned about is their own looks.
Especially the night is light, known as the first beauty, it is extremely care about their beauty.
The fall of this whip at night is simply a night's life.
"Ah - my face! My face!" The night was screaming and screaming, she felt the burning pain on her face, and her hands were full of blood.
Her face spread from her forehead to her mouth, and a whip marks on the bones of the bones were extremely conspicuous.
The hand that licked the wound, bloody, looked extremely terrible.
"Faer... The night is clear, you are a little monk, you dare to beat my daughter! Come, let me catch her! Give me this little monk!" The second lady saw her daughter's introduction. The proud appearance was destroyed by the night, and the whole person could not calm down.
She rushed forward and wanted to grab the whip in the hands of the night.
But it was cleared by the night and a whip, rolled up her, and flew out.
The body of the second lady, like a broken kite, fell heavily on the ground.
She "wow" a sip, bleeding water.
The people are screaming in the air, extremely **** scenes, there are many timid people, even dare not look at them.
Great!
It is really amazing!
The shot is fierce and fierce, and there is no room for counterattack!
Who would dare to say that the Lord of the Night is a waste? Who said they are anxious to whom!
Nima, this is called waste? The night called the genius is shallow, is it not waste in waste?
At this moment, the name of the waste that was cleared at night was completely rewritten!
"Prostitute! Stop!"
On the night, screaming and screaming a fierce palm, straightforward.
The night cleared up and responded quickly, giving up the whipping of the night and clearing the soft whip, and hurriedly stepped back a few steps.
The palm of her hand, rubbing her shoulder, "bang", blasted a huge black hole behind her.
The arm that cleared the night, a tingling sensation, a sharp pain, straight from the shoulder.
She stabilized her footsteps, endured the pain from her arms, her eyes as cold as a sharp blade, and slammed into the night.
Taking advantage of this gap, the second lady immediately greeted the entourage and carried her daughter to the side.
Two daughters have been poisoned by the night.
The second lady also had an injury on her body, and she hated and feared the night.
The night's mad chilly eyes swept the night's ruined face, so infiltrated, so terrible, suddenly raging.
"Prostitute! Nothing is enough! You... you are daring!"
A mysterious sigh, from the rise of his palms, the bursts of light, looming.
Night madness is full of murderousness, and the palms are rushing toward the clearing direction of the night, pushing straight away!
"slow--"
Suddenly, when the palm of the hand was integrated into the air to form a huge black palm print, a dazzling blue light bloom was seen, and the palm of the hand was solidified in midair.
As the gleaming light shines, the palm of the hand blends with the blue light, and the explosion blasts.
The gust of wind swelled and the gravel was everywhere.
The night was also cleared by this wind, forcing back a few steps.
The wind blew away, revealing a black figure.
He slowly lowered his high hand, his long-eyed eyes, staring deeply at the night.
"Too, His Royal Highness Prince..."
(End of this chapter)
