Chapter 3 (2/2)

The level of Xinyu determines the cultivation talent of xuanzhe.

Of course, those who have Xuanxin jade are not necessarily able to become xuanzhe.

Like her.

With a piece of Xuanxin jade, which makes countless Xuan people greedy, he still can't cultivate Xuanqi.

Nima Xuanxinyu was dug in the heart, no wonder the blood is not stopped!

It's killing me!

Who the hell digs her Xuan Xin jade so madly!

Let her know who it is, she must put the torture of Ya worse than death!

”The little trash is in the next room! Go after her and don't let her run away Wei Chi Ya roared, don't let the night clear down to run away, otherwise he and night four miss, absolutely can't bear to go!

Night clear fall eardrum a shock, because of blood loss too much, in front of a blur.

She clenched her teeth and pressed her fingers against her wound.

The strong pain brought her back to consciousness.

The night clear falls to lift Mou, the line of sight sweeps over the other three to rush up the entourage, finally settles in Wei chiya body.

Pale lips, overflow with blood, for that delicate and beautiful but pale as paper face, added a bit of enchanting charm.

Small people, weak as if the next second, will fall to the ground.

But at this moment, her whole person, burst out a strong and cold gas field!

She stepped on the fainting attendants beside her legs and danced wildly with her long hair. Her murderous eyes reflected the cold and cold killing intention.

”If you dare to touch me today, you will be broken to pieces as long as I don't die at night! To frustrate the bones and raise the ashes! ”

The sound of the night is loud, like a thick ice floe.

With a grip of the pink fist, he hit the table beside him. The wine jar on the table collapsed with the wooden table.