Chapter 1239： Life and death (1/2)

6 There were more than sixty people away from them, and about sixty were left after a few died. There are a lot of people, and some of them have good combat ability, but in the face of the disciples of the Three Gods, no one dares to mess around, because the Three Gods ... itself represents some kind of power!

Ling Feidu has a very good temperament. He is about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white robe, a purple gold crown on his head, and a purple gold war halberd in his hand. His eyes are like electricity, his face is handsome, and he is very majestic. At this moment holding the war halberd and pointing at the crowd, but no one dared to squeak, making him appear more powerful invisibly.

6 From the sight of many disciples at the Snow Mountain Palace, Ling Feidu's eyes were a little fascinated, but then the Snow Maiden's maiden face was cold and did not have any strange colors. None of them looked at Ling Feidu, and he turned his eyes to the distant sky, as if nothing seemed to care.

6 Turning his eyes to the leader twelve of Yanyulou, he saw that he was manicuring his manicure with a sword, and he didn't care, and looked cynical.

He observed it again, and the person who looked the worst at present was the man from Ling Xiaoge. It seemed that Ling Feidu looked extraordinary on the surface, but in fact he had a small amount of energy.

A group of people see me, I see you, and finally a blue youth went out and arched out: ”Linggongzi, we really did not do this. We borrowed the light of the adults of the Yanyu Tower in the Snow Mountain Palace of the Lingxiao Pavilion. There is doubt about it. We apologize to you, and if he can't breathe, we will confess our punishment. ”

This blue young man speaks very cleverly and has a very low attitude. If Ling Feidu continues to pursue it, he will appear to have a small amount of energy, not only to damage his image, but also not to be heard.

And there are so many beautiful people watching here, and there is also a maiden of the Snow Mountain Palace.

”Yeah, yeah! We did borrow the light of Ling Ling, Twelve Fathers, and Snow Maiden. We would like to thank you, adults.”

”Please have a lot of adults ...”

Several others joined together, and their attitudes were very low. Those who could become gods were all wise men. Otherwise, the three gods will be shot down, they will be bombarded down the mountain, besieged by the beast group.

Ling Feidu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. He didn't know if he was angry or deflated, but he retracted the war halberd and didn't speak again.

A disciple of Ling Xiaoge next to him said, ”Both shut up and passed two good words? Huh, they all fool us? We are fighting in front of you, and you are picking the bargains behind? How can there be in the world? Such a good thing? ”

Snow Mountain Palace frowned slightly, but still did not speak, and Lou Twelve continued to hold a manicure and manicure. Although Ling Feidu didn't speak, he obviously acquiesced to the people.

Lan Qingchun smiled awkwardly, arching and saying, ”What about this adult? Please show it!”

”It's simple!”

Disciples of Ling Xiaoge said with a sneer: ”Either you go down the mountain yourself, and then go up the mountain by your own ability. Or you first enter the portal and help us open the way. This time, dozens of you will do your best and let us rest afterwards. Evened out.”

”Down down and back up?”

A group of people looked at each other. Although some people had the confidence to go through the wild beast to go up the mountain again, it was very shameless to be driven off like this. And it was difficult to rush here, and it was necessary to rush again, which made many people feel uncomfortable.

”Okay ~”

Lan Qingqing was very knowledgeable about the current affairs and pursed his lips: ”You help us to drive once and we drive once. This is fair, I agree!”

The words of Lan Qingchun made many of the disciples of the Three Gods Shogunate look at each other. The maiden of the Snow Mountain Palace gave a slight glance at Lan Qingchun. Lou Twelve raised his eyelid and said, ”What's your name?”

Lan Qing youth arched his hand: ”Back to the twelfth son, my name is Lin Yu. I am a member of the Lin family in Dongqi House, and I always admire Yanyulou.”

”Oh!”