The same white fox fur covers the same body, the same bald head, and the same features, but in front of this person, it gives a high alienation and indifference to all sentient beings.

And Jiu delusion, that guy is a kind of peace that sees through the world.

When he approached, Yange said, "Are you my little white?"

She laughed first when she said nothing.

The smile was tender and charming, as if the life-and-death struggle between her and Jiulu never appeared.

It was as if, at this moment, there was no intention of killing him all over her.

The man approached Yange. He pursed his lips and never spoke, only reaching for her chin and raising it.

Words of Song: ...

Is this guy going to kiss her strong?

Could it be that she was defiled by Jiulu, so you need to scrub her inside and out, and then engrave his mark?

Is this guy eating jealousy?

Or, will she be grateful for her hurting Jiulu and letting him out?

Yange thinks that the last possibility is more likely.

But apparently she thought too much.

The man's dark eyes stared at her, his lips opened slowly, and he said the first sentence since she knew him: "You dare to bully Ah Ji!"

When the words are over, they slam the words out.

Yan Song was smashed to the ground, and a blood spurted out.

Ajiu? Is it nine delusions?

Just a few words, but the amount of information is very large.

It seems that this man has not been successfully caught by her.

What he sees is the nine delusions sharing a body with him.

Ah Jiu ... Mom, her goosebumps are about to get up.

She felt that she had discovered something extraordinary.

In fact, she didn't want to fight with him at all. She was hesitating. If she rushed to hug the guy's thigh and said she was pregnant with Jiulu's child, I wonder if this guy could let her go on blind date Love each other.

Although Yange had made up countless brains, she picked Bitongtian above her head at the moment of vomiting blood, and this guy became a real feather feather bitch.

Yange looked up and asked him, "His name is Jiulu, how about you? Do you have a name?"

The man did not respond.

Yange chuckled: "It's sad to have no name."

"You think I bullied Jiulu, but in my opinion, he bullied me!"

The smile on her face converged, and it became a resolute decision, raising her chin slightly, and she stared at him: "Want to turn her face ruthless? Oh, I can't beat you, and I don't fear you."

The figure of the man was a slight meal.

At this time, Yan Ge's body rushed towards him quickly.

The man was very disdainful of her humiliation.

Seeing Yange rush, he didn't change anything.

As soon as Yange was approaching, a black sword slowly appeared in the man's hand.

The black sword had no blade and looked very thick, it looked like a sword without an edge.

On this sword, there are countless blood evil spirits.

Yan Ge rushed forward, and when the man was about to raise the sword, the feather feather in his hand waved at this moment, reaching the man's black sword.

When the chicken feather **** touched the black sword, the man's face changed slightly, and he almost looked up at the song with an unbelievable look.

Yan Song pursed her lips and said nothing.

She can also be considered as a body test method, and she knows very clearly that the feather duster in her hand has no lethality.

Not only does it have no lethality, but all people or magical equipment that it is attached to will become lethal.

Mom, although my own son is ugly, he can't bear the talent.