Chapter 137 (2/2)

”The real body of Wu Hun has come out, the son is still pretending to be meaningless now...” Xue Qing River frowned.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly turned a white eye. How can anyone see his own Su Zuo Neng and think it is the real body of the martial spirit?

At the beginning, Zhao Wuji was like this, and now xueqinghe is the same...

the question is, this is not the real body of the martial spirit...

my own martial spirit is to write lunyan, and the soul skill is also attached by ninja. Ye Zhiqiu doesn't know what his real body will be like in the future.

But he knew that his real body could never be so simple as Su Zuo Neng.

”Before you make a final decision, please see the number of my soul rings first, and then consider whether I am the real body of the martial spirit...” Ye Zhiqiu looks helpless.

”What's more, your highness, I have saved your life. Three conditions should be offset by one. It's not too much to ask for.”

At this time there is no danger, Xueqing river is not too flustered, he turned with golden pupil, inexplicable smile: ”that's not good, I didn't let you save me, your own initiative to save naturally can't be a condition.”

”Oh?” Ye Zhiqiu nodded clearly, ”well, I'll throw you out. If you die, the three conditions are gone... I'll save myself a little.”

Xueqing River:...

[negative emotion value from Qianren snow plus 566...]Aware of his waist on the arm of a loose, snow river suddenly surprised, asshole you really let go?

Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes and laughed. His left hand was tightened again. He held xueqinghe back to his arms. He had a good time, but he almost didn't scare the soul of Xueqing River away.

Xueqinghe thinks that this son of a bitch is going to throw himself out.

He turned his head and glared at Ye Zhiqiu angrily: ”is it fun to play me? And before that, you can resist the attack of this soul beast, and you still pretend to be there. Is it particularly interesting to see me in a mess? ”

Ye Zhiqiu tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded his head with a positive look. ”It's really interesting. Ah, the main prince, you patronize and run, and you didn't ask me...”

[negative emotions from xueqinghe add 566...]

xueqinghe's face is a little red, not because he was held in his arms by Ye Zhiqiu, but by the king Eight egg gas.

He was angry and felt pain.

If it is not still in the sky, it is estimated that xueqinghe will hit Ye Zhiqiu's face with another fist.

The two people in the sky chatted happily. The white tiger standing on the ground spraying light for half a day was tired and panting.

It has some panic in its double pupil. What's the matter with this person? Suddenly, it becomes so big that I can't beat it. Although the strength of ghosts and beasts is not determined by their body size, those super big ones will never be weak.

The white tiger spirit has been spitting light, trying to spray the purple giant a little higher, fall down and not die, it can also give itself a little more time to run.

Yes, it's ready to run. After all, it has lived for so many years and is not stupid. Its own white tiger lieguangbo, that purple giant, is so relaxed that it doesn't run to stay and wait for death?