Chapter 820 (1/2)
”Ancient wasteland, no, no, no!”
”She's a real king, a real king like you, a real king that can't be found in an era.”
”No harm, no harm!”
”And you may not be able to beat her, even though you are the real king.”
The prophet of fate immediately stopped it, but he even provoked a turn in the dark. The little devil is the most evil, and his apprentice is more blue than blue.
If we really want to fight, we may not win.
It's not vegetarian.
”What! I can't defeat this evil person... ”
”Just in time, I'm going to check.”
”Old dog, dare to gamble with me. If I lose, you can offer me the conditions.”
”If you fail, I'll offer you anything!”
”Dare you?”
The ancient wasteland was originally seven people who didn't agree and eight people who didn't like it. It seems that Xiaoxi has a unique identity when listening to the voice of fate old dog. It's not easy to know that she has order fragments, but even the old dog has to be afraid of three points, which is very interesting.
Three years to become king, but also master the six samsara Tiangong.
As a master, I must have a good examination. I can't even beat a disciple. I don't want to go to the face of the evil Lord.
The apprentice's is the master's. The Master is always right.
”Why don't you bet?”
”It's necessary for me to remind you that she may have awakened her past memories.”
”At her peak, I had to run as far as I could.”
”In this game, the old will win.”
The prophet of fate smiled a little. It seemed mysterious and confident. It was a safe game, waiting for the little devil to face.
”Ha ha! Old dog, don't laugh too early. ”
”Do you know that old monster of fengjiuyou? I just had a fight with him a few days ago.”
”The old monster has been suppressed to the sage's territory, and my son almost didn't kill him.”
”yes, I also created a set of nine fist boxing, specifically against the old monster four strokes boxing.”
”Do you think I can win?”
Gu Huang pulls out the folding fan and lights a big cigar. He goes straight out.
”Thousand dragon boy, this is true...”
”prophet predecessors, no doubt, the last time the old man buried the world, a little boy created a trick to create heaven and earth, specifically against the old man.”
”Ancient wasteland, you are a small pit of goods, and you are old and rotten...”
Fate prophet back a few steps, the smile on his face solidified, almost not a gush of old blood, especially by this little devil to pit ah!
He who steps on a horse is the prophet of fate!
It's true that once you meet a little devil, you'll get a routine!
How can I be so miserable!
It's too hard, old man. It's too hard.
I'm so tired!
”Master prophet, please forgive me!”
”You'll get used to it by digging more.”
”Even the old man fengjiuyou gave the pit a miserable life.”
Master Qianlong sighed a little. Suddenly, he felt that the prophet of fate was not so terrible. In the end, we are all in sympathy with each other. If there are many main pits, we will get used to it!
”Little sister Qiqi, would you like to come from this palace, or just like miss still?”
”If you don't follow me, I will take off myself. Otherwise, I don't mind helping you.”
”Don't blame our palace. Blame our master brother. He did it.”
Meow Xiaoxi is still wearing a naive smile, step by step towards Qi's side, my palace and so innocent, kind, lovely and invincible beautiful girl.
How can no one want to have a talk and go trip with our palace and have a vigorous love?
I don't like to use strong!
No way?
This palace is really so kind. Can we find a second person who is more kind than this palace in the world?
”no, no, your highness, we are mistaken. Ask Princess Royal to spare us!”