Chapter 645: The tomb of the tomb is too stuffy. Sao 33 (monthly ticket plus more)

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A wretched voice came from behind the beam, and the ink smacked his hand to cover the eyes of Luo Xiaofeng, and the gaze of the coming man was cold and terrible.

When the people were scared, they didn’t feel that they had a nap, and then they became angry and angry. "Mu Ye, you don’t have to look at me like this. Liang Qi has already reported to me, you and Luo Yufeng’s things, this dare Don't be afraid to say it when you do it!"

"This matter, in addition to who else you know?" Luo Yufeng a little bit adapted to the light, pulled the big palm of the ink, and looked at his cousin.

"Why, is it that you still want to kill people?" Luo Yuyi swept his eyes and scorned them. "Mu Ye is very powerful. It is also a common man. Can he fight with me?"

His voice fell, and the sound of the brush on the gun rang, and the momentum of the cow was forced.

However, Luo Yifeng is very calm, I feel that Luo Yuyi's luck in front of him is really bad.

If there is no Kunlun tire of ink, the golden finger of his own is used to deal with the male body at the moment of opening. At this time, he came to ambush his own words. With so many guns, he really can only let him kill. .

But now even if there is no gold finger, would you like to come to Momo to protect yourself? !

Luo Lanfeng turned his head and looked at his eyes. The man on the side was still a clear-looking appearance.

"So, you are ironic and want my life?" Luo Xiaofeng smiled like a smile.

In fact, this Luo Yuyi is a few uncles and uncles who want to cultivate them. In order to replace their competitors who are in the position of the patriarchs in the future, they can be considered brave and have a lot of fighting for the family. That is better than the body. The original owner did not know how many times stronger, but unfortunately the luck was so bad.

But when people live in this world, luck is the most important thing.

"What do you think?" Luo Yuyi's smug smile on his face was still in the future, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist. The gun also followed suit.

The people behind him saw the triggers, and at the moment the bullets were shot, the ink scorpion had already jumped to the big tree with Luo Xiaofeng, and it was so fast that people suddenly felt that they suddenly disappeared in front of their eyes.

"People! Find me!" Luo Yuyi's whole person squatted on the ground, gnashing his teeth.

"Hey! Waiting for me here!" Momo took the head of Luo Luofeng, and stretched out his hand to pull out the belt around his waist, and forced a soft sword.

He jumped down, and the action was like a dragon between the dozens of people, but a few flints of electro-optical time, those people even had nothing to happen and reacted, the sharp blade has already Deeply cut the artery around their neck.

The blood splattered out and formed a **** fog around them.

Luo Yiyu incredulously looked at the man standing in front of his sword, sitting on the ground with his wrist in horror, trying to move backwards.

"You are not a man! What the **** are you?"

"You don't know!" The long sword in the hand of Mo Yan pointed straight to Luo Yiyu, waited, and did not hear the little guy blocking his voice. He directly pierced the heart of the man on the ground.

Jumping from the tree, Luo Yufeng walked to the front of Luo Yiyu's body and sighed and shook his head.

He is still too embarrassed about his identity, or else he will not be so sensible to lead himself to kill himself.