Chapter 278： Take the lead (3) (1/2)
Chapter 278 is won (3)
In the eyes of Zhou Wei’s horror, the faces of the **** elders’ elders were reflected.
The **** elder elder's hand was directly placed on the top of Zhou Wei's head, twisting his head, with a big mouth, a **** mist suddenly filled out from the mouth of the **** elders, the **** mist in an instant, from I pour in the seven holes of Zhou Wei!
As the blood fog fell into the body of Zhou Wei a little bit, the **** elders' elders gradually lost the gloomy glory, and the dry body crashed into the ground.
The horrified Zhou Wei suddenly confucated the fear on the face, and the walking corpses on both sides also released their hands in an instant.
”Zhou Yi” frowned slightly, raised his hand and looked at his own hands, then took a deep breath, and the blood mist that was lingering on the face was absorbed into the body. When he raised his eyes, the eyes were stunned. In the middle, there is no desperation of the genius, but a deep, a sign of **** moon is floating between his eyebrows.
Ye Qingying looked at this strange scene and saw that the eyes of ”Zhou Yi” had changed, and they knew that Zhou Yu, who was in front of him, had been defeated by the elders of Xueyue.
”This person is inferior and his body is too bad.” The **** elders were disgusted with the face, although they were replaced by a fresh and strong body, but the body of this person was handed over to the Fengyuezong teenager he had previously seen. It’s a terrible anger.
”You will be content.” Ye Qing's hands wrapped around his chest. If there were people who were killed by Zhou Wei, she couldn't find the unlucky one who could give the blood to the elders.
The **** elders touched their faces, so they were much softer than the body of the corpse, and they calmed down a little.
”This man is called Zhou Wei. He is a disciple of Xuan Lingzong. He had a brother before, but now he is dead. You just need to follow me as his identity.” Ye Qingyu confessed to the **** elders. .
The **** elders are honestly listening.
The dried corpse that lost its soul, fell silently on the ground, and the **** elders looked at their own body. There was no emotion. He bent down and immediately took some pieces from the corpse and waited until He found a slap in the cloak.