Chapter 1077 (1/2)

Just as Xiao Fan succeeded in taking the Great Firmament Dragon Tree in the mountain, the outside’s bold eye essence was still going on. ????

Among the large crowds, almost everyone’s face is full of unwillingness, but they are all inconsistent with the power of no one. No one dares to be a bird, stand up and lead everyone against the truth.

In the end, everyone had to succumb to the power of the uninspired, one by one surrendered the eyebrows blood essence.

“These people are my friends. Can they exempt their eyebrows from blood essence?” Duan Xuan said, pointing to Wu Zheng, Wu Ruoqing and other young children of Pingyang Wu Family, said.

“Segment Young Master, sorry, no!” This disciple of the unspoken man shook his head, indifferently said.

“Look at the face of our Duan Family?” Duan Xuan’s face was a bit ugly, said the opening.

“Maximum one person!” This unsuccessful discipline is loose, indifferently said.

“Third Uncle, no way, I can only choose Qingqing!” Duan Xuan opened his mouth and said to Wu Zheng shaking his head.

“Nothing, can protect a person is a person!” Wu Zheng smiled, but there is no way, can only say.

The other Pingyang Wu Family children had a disappointing disappointment on their faces, and a touch of Wu Ruoqing’s jealousy and envy, especially a few girls, who looked straight into the eyes and looked at Duan Xuan. Pushing Wu Ruoqing to the side, standing by Duan Xuan.

“Why can’t I marry such a good husband?” said a girl in a faint voice.

“It’s still a section of Young Master. It’s a lot of power, and it’s not like the sorrowful Xu Young Master we saw before. It’s nothing at all. It’s just ridiculous!” The girl looked at Duan Xuan hotly and said.

“Yes, man, it’s still pragmatic, but I have to say that Qingqing is really a blessing!” The third girl is also an interface, sighing.

Wu Zheng and others also quickly surrendered their own eyebrow blood essence, and then forced the eyebrows blood essence to continue, look at the situation, and after a moment of effort, it should be able to collect all the people’s eyebrows blood essence.

But at this time, a silhouette filled with panic and rushed from a distance, and suddenly rushed to the feet of the unbelievers, and this person is Peng Peng.

“Peng Peng, why are you so flustered, what about the stone statue of Xiao Fan?” Peng Peng, who was full of horror, looked frowning.

“Master, Master, Xiao, Xiao Fan is coming!” Peng Peng rushed to the innocent, and then screamed in horror.

“Xiao Fan? Come? What do you mean?” Hearing Peng Peng’s words, no one really stunned and suddenly said, while the rainy priestess, Mingyu saintess, Wang Luoying, Song Xinshuang and others all turned around. Over, expression is also full of doubts, do not understand the meaning of Peng Peng’s words.

“Xiao Fan, not dead, he is here!” Peng Peng screamed loudly.

“What do you say? Xiao Fan is not dead?” Suddenly, no real person suddenly complexion big change, the body shape instantly fell, standing in front of Peng Peng, while reaching out, Peng Peng whole person volley, open The storm is drinking.

“Xiao Fan is not dead?” Peng Peng’s voice was loud and spread throughout the audience, so that everyone on the entire mountain heard the news.

For a moment, the entire mountain of Tianfeng Mountain has become dead and silent. Everyone’s face has a strong shocking color. It is incredibly looked towards the direction of Peng Peng and the uninspired.

Xiao Fan, who has already died on Yushan, is a matter of doubt. Now, Peng Peng actually said that Xiao Fan is not dead, and Xiao Fan is on the top of this Tianfeng Mountain. How is this not shocking? What is it?

“Before, before the funeral of the child Sister Sister had not begun, I stopped two people under the mountain who were not buried for the Senior Sister, but who insisted on going up the mountain!” Peng Peng said in a hurry. And one of them is Xiao Fan!”

“Then why didn’t you recognize it at the time?” No one really screamed and angered, expression was angry for a year.

“Master, I haven’t seen Xiao Fan, I don’t know the appearance of Xiao Fan beforehand!” Peng Peng said with a smile. “And I just went to find the portrait of Xiao Fan, when I saw that Xiao After Fan’s portrait, this wakes up. That person is Xiao Fan!”

“Are you sure you are not mistaken?” On the side, the rainy priestess looked at him and asked.

“I am absolutely not mistaken!” Peng Peng suddenly took a portrait from his arms and unfolded it. He shouted in his mouth. “The man is exactly the same as this portrait, and if this portrait is good, I will never be wrong!”

“Xiao Fan, obviously dead, how can it be resurrected?” Looking at Xiao Fan’s portrait, Ming Yu saintess expression is moving, it seems that there is a trace of unbelief.

“Ming jade saintess, this Xiao Fan is not alone I have seen, some of my Junior Brothers have seen it, and, Duan Xuan section Young Master, and Pingyang Wu Family people, they have also seen, because Xiao Fan is Come with them!” Peng Peng shouted.

“Duan Xuan? Pingyang Wu Family?” When all the people’s eyes were projected, they were all focused on Duan Xuan, Wu Zheng, Wu Ruoqing and other Pingyang Wu Family disciple.

“Xiao Fan, come with us!” Hearing Peng Peng’s screaming, Duan Xuan, Wu Zheng, Wu Ruoqing and other Pingyang Wu Family disciple suddenly suffered a lightning strike, completely frozen, like a clay sculpture.

But soon!