Vol 2 Chapter 4491:
Chapter 4491
The heart that cleared the night, suddenly trembled.
It is like realizing what.
She quickly looked around.
as expected……
In the next moment, countless slim figures, from the wall, flew back one by one.
Then, one by one, they landed on the ground.
It was the young girls who escaped before!
After falling to the ground, a woman quickly climbed up from the ground.
When I turned my head, I saw that when I was old, my face changed: "You...you...what's going on!"
"How come we are back?"
"Are we not already escaping?"
The women were shocked to climb from the ground and look at the old eyes of the witch, full of fear.
Surprised at the other side.
I want to escape while turning around.
Can be the next moment...
The old cloak of the witch trembled.
They only felt that there was something cold and broke into the body.
And then……
There is no longer a sense of consciousness.
The night above the eaves is clear, staring down below...
The young women turned into black, one by one like a corpse, staggering and standing up.
Huanren, a little bit bigger.
The anger of the bottom of the eye is also burning.
She has a thin five-finger clasp.
Rounded fingertips, deeply embedded in the meat, printed a large piece of semi-arc traces.
The old man taunted and watched the night clear, with a little bit of words, swaying the heart of the night.
"Little girl... these women didn't have to die so early... but... because of you, because you are good at making claims, because you are self-righteous and confident..."
Her voice was deliberately lowered.
Husky and sharp.
But there is a feeling of temptation.
"The night is clear... They are all died because of you! It is you, killing them, it is you... let them become what they are now."
The veteran veteran returned to the hands of Wu Che.
Then raised his hands.
The rich Xuanyin gas lingers in her palm.
The transformation of Xu Xu into a thin line, integrated into the body of those women.
Then, the arm moves.
Those women flew to the night.
The black face is as stiff as the body of the dead body.
It’s all about making the night clear and stiff, and rushing back.
"The night is clear, so you are so passionate and righteous, face these people who have become like this because of you... Have you got a hand?"
The old man’s tone is full of fools and ridicule.
It seems to be laughing at the night, will it not be able to fight back for the so-called love?
In the face of those women, it is like a beast attack.
At night, the eyebrows are tight and the eyebrows are quickly avoided.
The fanhead of the fingertips rolled up a torrent.
Yan Yan's Xuan Bo, like a strip of red light, opened up a splendid arc in her movements.
Her hand moved forward.
The fan-shaped fan flies out from the palm of his hand.
A whirlwind was formed in midair.
The red arc also swiftly walked among the women.
Quick, circle the women!
The Wu Lao is obviously not expected, and the night will really be shot.
But for a long while.
She laughed aloud: "The night of the heavy feelings is clear, and in the end it is just a person who is greedy and afraid of death! In the face of this, you become a devil's test product because of you, you actually have no point. Confession! Hahaha..."
She laughed, as if it proved the cold and bloodlessness of the night.
I laughed so much.
I can tell.
The Witches Association used to suffer setbacks in the so-called heavy feelings.
These words will be so deeply hateful.
(End of this chapter)
