Chapter 412： Crisis (1) seeking a monthly pass (1/2)
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Liu Kai three people ran to the side of the monsoon smoke in the first time, up and down the monsoon smoke back and forth several times, to confirm that she was not injured, this was relieved.
”Wind smoke, you are... crazy, but... so handsome!” Liu Kai excitedly looked at the monsoon flue.
The scene of the genius just took a look at their eyes, and every trick made them dizzy.
The monsoon smoked a light smile, secretly suppressing the killing gas rising from the heart.
”What is your sword? It's so powerful, I haven't seen you before.” Liu Kai's eyes stared at the evil sword in the hands of the monsoon smoke. The power of the sword, he witnessed it.
The monsoon smoke looked at the evil sword in his hand and smiled and said: ”It is called the evil sword, which was left to me by my master.”
”Your Master must be a very powerful person.” Liu Kai and others looked envious, and they lost their strength before they were proud of themselves. However, when they met the Yaozu, they completely disappeared.
The other teenagers have finally come back to the world, and everyone has been shocked by the smog of the monsoon smokers, and they are thankful for their help.
If it is not the monsoon smoke, even if they are not completely annihilated today, I am afraid that they will also be deprived of many people under the buckle of the black blood snake.
The teenagers who were rescued from the Shekou by the monsoon smoke in time did not pay homage to the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke did not say much, just looking at the miserable appearance of this group of bear children, took some medicinal herbs to let them first treat the wounded.
For the monsoon smoke with the help of life, no one doubts what is wrong with the ”mud pill” that she took out. One is more than a swallow.
After experiencing the crisis of dying and dying, the people completely took off their strength, lying on the grass and screaming in the mouth, but in their minds, they constantly replayed every scene of the genius, and all of them were impressed by the domineering of the monsoon smoke.
This is the attitude that the true deceased should have. Instead, they have been proud of it before, but now they have fought and are ashamed.
The monsoon smoke will wipe out the evil sword and prepare to close it. Liu Kai is full of curiosity about the evil sword.
”I see that there is no blood on the sword and it is not dyed. Curious.” Liu Kai looked at the evil sword in the hands of the monsoon smoke, even if the monsoon smoke does not rub it, it is spotless.
The monsoon smoked and looked at Liu Kaidao: ”Because it **** blood.”
”...” Liu Kai's eyes were smashed out, apparently scared.