Chapter 2520： 01109, the dog is angry (3) (1/2)
Chapter 2520, 01109, the dog is angry (3)
Ye Qingxuan looked at the **** elders, and the **** elders were helpless. Ye Qingyu was more helpless than him. At present, the **** elders may not even be able to even have a disability. When there is time in the future, they must first take the bloodmoon. The strength of the elders has risen. Otherwise, he really can't beat anyone, and he doesn't say anything else. Even the ability to protect himself does not exist.
Seeing what the **** elders still want to say, Ye Qingyan hurriedly said: ”Well, you are a saint, I am a saint, I will listen to me.”
In the end, the **** elders can only nod. Although he wants to help, he can't help anything. He doesn't allow him to help, and he can't help.
Soon, Ye Qingyi’s gaze fell on the old man of Jinshu, and Ye Qingxiao smiled and said: “Predecessors, I am going with you, but I want to ask, why do you want to see me? Could it be that I have offended him in the crying well, and there is still a misunderstanding.”
Ye Qingxuan said, just want to put a set of words from the mouth of the old book of the gold book, if you let her put out something, then do not earn it?
For the time being, Ye Qingyi knew nothing about the identity of these people. The enemy was dark and she was in the Ming Dynasty. She did not even know the identity of the other party. This made Ye Qingyi feel uncomfortable.
”Oh, there is no need to talk nonsense, the idea of an adult, you can speculate, you only need to do it. As for your life and death, I can't decide, you can't decide, only adults can decide. You can understand!” The old man of the gold book shouted coldly.
”Well, understand, you are amazing.” Ye Qingyi gave a thumbs up to the old man of the gold book. This is the singularity of the singer from the bones. Who is used to it? This old man is really dead. The messenger of God?
Ye Qingying secretly sneered, let them squat for a moment, wait until the luck is good, go directly into the Shenhai space, throw them all into the monster pile, let them keep this face, go with those cruel demon Arrogate, look at the demon of the sea of God, in the end can not buy their accounts.
”Adult, do you need to be tied up?”
A middle-aged man behind the gold book veteran, looking at the old man of the gold book, asked.
”No,” the old man said indifferently: ”A middle-level godlord in the district has to do it. We still need to be treated so seriously. You are afraid that she can run away from us.”