Chapter 1629: God's pro-son (2)

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Xiaobao suddenly became stiff and tried to push open the cold feathers. He replied with a small face: "Four Shibo, male...men and women don't kiss, you can't do this."

When the words came out, the people present were laughing.

Even the evil spirits could not help but burst out, haha ​​laughed: "You are a little boy, we have not graduated from the kindergarten! I know what men and women don't give up! Hahahaha... It's so funny!"

Xiaobao blinked and grabbed the evil spirits and went to the ground.

I don't know how he made his strength. The evil sword was actually pierced into the bluestone ground by him, and he couldn't come out for a while.

Seeing Xiaobao and his party continue to move forward, leaving only the evil spirits shaking the sword in the wow. Wow, it is called: "Rely on, by the old man, he is angry and angry, without this! Bridge... Bridge, sack, I Wrong, can't you? The little master waits for me!"

Of course, this voice can only be heard by Xiao Bao and Mu Yan.

......

After the second floor window, Liu Ruoxi carefully concealed his breath, and even did not let his sight completely fall on Mu Yan, so as not to be noticed.

When a few people who saw the laugh came forward, she sneered and silently sent out the thousands of singers in her hands.

And this time, the one she sent out was not one, but three.

In the past, she dealt with Jun Muyan, often always succeeding at first, but in the end she fell short.

The root of her is that she is too big for her rivals.

But this time, she won't!

Looking at the locusts silently flew toward Jun Muyan, slowly falling to her shoulders, Liu Ruoxi could not help but tremble with excitement.

Soon, soon she could see Jun Muyan tearing off her clothes and hunger and thirst towards the man.

Moreover, all this happened to her son.

She would like to see how the monk will behave in the future! Hahaha...

boom--! A soft bang came from behind, and the evil spirit sword did not know when it broke away from the shackles of the blue slate, and rushed straight toward Xiaobao. "The **** master, you really left me! You have no conscience, forgot. Who saved you in the mysterious realm of Fuxi? I ​​am trying to save you, but I almost killed my balabala..."

Xiaobao reached out and grabbed the evil sword in his hand. Cold and cold: "If you are noisy, I will lose you."

Say, gently wave, make the action to be lost.

Hey, a soft bang.

"Hey?" The evil spirits doubted, "I feel like I just shot something out of me? Is it an illusion?"

Liu Ruoqi was at the window, watching the locusts fall on Mu Yan, but they watched the thousands of singers smashed by evil spirits. They fell on the ground and were trampled to death, and they were so angry that they bit their teeth.

How could this be? ! How can this luck of Jun Junyan be so good?

But fortunately, she has a second, third locust!

On the bottom street, Xiaobao frowned: "What?"

"I don't know? Maybe it's a flying insect, maybe a stone, emm... It won't be the nose that flies over? Little master, you must wash it for me!"

Xiaobao frowned and took the sword and threw it out.

Liu Ruoxuan looked at him so hard that he was smashed into two halves in the air, and the gas almost didn't faint.

How can this be? ! How could this be? !

Even Jun Muyan’s luck has always been good, and he has always been able to turn defeat into victory, but it is never possible to be so strong.