Chapter 1233 Hate is not a warrior!

   The speed of this transformation is very fast. In a few breaths, he has changed back to his harmless appearance, but there is still a more terrifying coldness in his eyes than the bloodthirsty and crazy look just now.

   He just looked down at Hua Chang, who had bruises on his face, and left.

   The man who was lying on the ground, unable to move, looked up at the sky with a bit of love, and said, "Why the **** am I not a warrior!"

   The magician is destined to be beaten in melee combat, which makes him look weak!

   His hands were chopped off, two ribs were broken, and his kidneys were almost kicked and exploded!

   When his abilities are restored, let's see how he kills that stinky boy!

   "Master, according to the strength and speed of his moves just now, even if you are a fighter, you can't beat it."

   "What do you mean? Where do you turn your elbow? Am I your master or is he your master? If I were a rough-skinned warrior, I would definitely beat him to cry and call his mother, kneel down and call his father!"

Every time Huashang said a word, his face hurt a little, "That kid must be jealous of my beauty, so he picked my face and punched me, but the power in him is very strange, the power of this world is already strong enough to this point. ? Or is he just an example?"

   "Speaking of which, the symbol in the corner of his eye is also quite interesting. It must be his secret. If I tell the Killing God about this, will she believe it?"

   "I can't tell that he is such a person. In front of the killing god, he pretends to be like a little white rabbit, little sheep, and little quail. The fierce one just now is the same as the Tibetan mastiff I met on this road. It's terrifying."

   Those eyes that seemed to be filled with darkness, he had only seen in Mu Jing.

   If it wasn't for the battles and hardships, where would you have those eyes?

   There must be a lot of secrets hidden in this golden-haired boy. Seeing the way Mu Jing spoils him, he must not know.

   The contracted beast lying in Huashang's sea of ​​consciousness silently shook the feathers on his body, and said, "Master, you once said that being talkative is something only the eight women in the vegetable market can do."

   "I should have chosen the black chicken instead of you, a pheasant who is so worthy of my gorgeous appearance and elbows out."

   "Master, I am a peerless beautiful phoenix who grew up drinking that Yaochi water. It's too much for you to describe me as a pheasant?"

Phoenix knew that it was beaten madly and because he was a crispy mage, the master who couldn't handle it was very angry now, so he didn't care how many times he had called it a pheasant when he was angry, and said in a cool tone. : "Master, it's better to apply the medicine quickly to let the wound heal, especially the wound on the face. It will swell up after a long time, and your peerless beauty may be affected by this."

"I want to move."

   In fact, it’s not that I don’t want to move, but that I can’t move at all now.

   Yin Ze's attack time was very short, but he did the highest damage in the shortest time!

  In the beginning, it was only a pain in the place where he was beaten, but now the pain has spread to his internal organs, and even the bones seem to be broken over and over again, and then reassembled.

   If it wasn't for Mu Jing's habit of beating him before, the pain would have caused him to bite off his own tongue and die.

Huashang was still lying on the ground waiting for the pain to disappear, but Yin Ze, who was about to return to his temporary residence, turned and went to another place, now slowly sliding down against the wall, and sat down on the ground a little dejected, his head lowered. , there are words in the mouth.

   (end of this chapter)