Chapter 822 (2/2)

The rest of the people also had their own thoughts, but the two people in the field slapped each other, retreated and landed slowly.

What's going on? Who won?

After a silence, Shangqiu Mengqian opened his mouth. The proud color between his eyebrows converged and looked right: ”you won!”

Jimo Ya nodded slightly: ”accept!”

This is jimoya won.

Huan Qingyan was overjoyed. He was about to come forward and hold Jimo Ya's hand. Haosheng praised him. He heard Shangqiu Mengqian speak again: ”but I won't give up!”

what the hell! His face turned black immediately.

Jimoya couldn't help but take a smoke, and he had the impulse to come forward and beat him again.

Shangqiu Mengqian sighed and was wronged: ”Yan Yan, if Jimo is bad for you one day, my Shangqiu door will always be opened for you!”

Huan Qingyan wants to propose that ya Shuai, why don't you kill him!

Before he opened his mouth, he felt that the air around him was suddenly flowing faster, and a gust of evil wind rose on the ground.

Rolled up the yellow sand on the ground and gathered into the sky layer by layer.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, with yellow sand, blocking out the sky and the sun.

However, in a moment, the sand city was shrouded by the yellow sand storm, and the sky suddenly darkened, with extremely low visibility.

Everyone is busy covering their mouths and noses. This kind of dust storm, if you are not careful, you have to eat a mouthful of sand.

Jimo Ya steadily hugged the magic face in his arms and rowed a few times in the air. A small wind shelter shrouded them.

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