Chapter 460： Charm Fox (1) seeking monthly ticket (1/2)

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The monsoon smoke is only a slight push, nailed to the evil sword that is not in the body, and instantly brought him the pain that can not be added. In a moment, he sweats like a rain, next to the pale lips.

”You know, why are you selected by the Yaozu?” The monsoon smoked and smiled at Zhou.

Zhou did not return to the monsoon smoke, but it was a pain that could not be said.

”Because you are stupid, not only stupid, but also very sad.” The monsoon smoked his eyes slightly. ”The charm fox can parasitize the human body, but it can't break the heart of the powerful, and can't control their actions. You As a destructor, you should have killed the demon and defended the territory, but look at what you are now... how ridiculous? The deceased, even the playthings for the demon.”

The eye of the monsoon smoke flashed through a cold mang.

”What qualifications do you have to swear? What qualifications do you have to collude with the demon, the harm of the innocent?” The sound of the monsoon smoke suddenly became a cold, and she slammed the hilt of the evil sword.

The pain of tearing heart broke through the whole week.

Under the pain, Zhou did not return to the pain and trembling, but he was constantly embarrassed in the pain.

”Innocent? What are they innocent? Who cares about my injury? Everyone is watching my joke! You are damn! Damn!”

The screams of Zhou’s returning to the public made everyone feel incredible. They simply couldn’t understand how dark the heart was, and they couldn’t wait to send everyone to hell.

The monsoon smoke is cold and cold, watching the repentance of the week,

”Eight people are killed because of your stupidity, never returning... You really damn...”

In the meantime, the monsoon smoke pulled out the evil sword that was nailed to the chest, and the blood-stained evil sword took a silver light in the air. In the next second, with the monsoon smoke, the wrist turned...

Tear off...