Chapter 2521： 01110, the dog is angry (4) (1/2)
Chapter 2521, 01110, the dog is angry (4)
At the beginning, Ye Qingzhen guessed that the breath of the white-haired old man must come from the second domain. Now it seems that her guess is not wrong. This Qingyi woman came to follow the white-haired old man. Second domain.
In the land of Wan Yao, Ye Qingyi once heard that the woman in Tsing Yi called the white-haired old man as a master. It seems that she has already entered a certain power in the second domain.
Naturally, she has such a qualification for the martial arts talent of the Tsing Yi woman. This point, Ye Qingyi will not refute anything.
”The saint, who is this?” The **** elders looked at the Tsing Yi woman who was sneer at it. Some of them were embarrassed. What is this, a wave of unrest, and a wave of ups and downs?
”Chou.” Ye Qingqi briefly said.
The **** elders' mouth twitched slightly: ”The saint, after I die... It looks like you have a lot of enemies. Look, saint, you still can't live without me. The saint is unparalleled in the world, but the saint. With less experience, this holy lady really can't compare with me. Don't worry, I will be there later. With my three-inch tongue, I can make more friends and less enemies.”
At the moment, Ye Qing glanced at the **** elders. Since he was resurrected, the old-fashioned martial arts have been trained to perfection. However, it is not bad to say that the **** elders said it.
The **** elders lived in the first domain for many years, and they did not live long enough for themselves.
”Small monks, you took my blood at the beginning... Today, I want to dig your bones and eat your flesh and blood.” Tsing Yi woman stared at Ye Qingyan, and the cold light flashed inside, making people feel cold.
Ye Qingying secretly sneered, at the beginning of the phoenix inheritance, she did not hide her blood, the idea is that the Qingyi woman wants to hide her own blood, can only say that stealing chicken does not eclipse the rice, the blood is not grabbed, but instead I have lost myself, and now I am listening, but I seem to be a thief who hides from the blood. It is ridiculous.
”It's her, the devil devours.”
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a golden robes, with a smile on his face, walked slowly from a distance.
Middle-aged men seem to be slow-moving, but they are across the kilometer in one step, and they have come to the crowd.