"Just on this shoulder of my bird." The night feathers squatted unconsciously.

The buddy glanced up and down at night, and then swept the fire spirit with a weak mental power.

After feeling the weak spiritual fluctuations in Huo Ling, the buddy grinned: "Only the spirit beast of the fifth order or more can enter the corner fight. If you only have it on your shoulders, even if you go in, you will die."

After the buddy finished, he leaned back on the chair and planned to continue to feel.

Snapped!

The night slaps a slap in the face and slams it on the counter, and scares the buddy and almost falls off the chair.

"You are the master in the gladiatorial field?" The night feathers were so cold that they were surprisingly cold. Even the murderous murder was released, and there was a big say that it would kill people.

The buddy saw that the night feathers were tough and the tone became arrogant. In the inner world, no one dared to make trouble in the arena for some years!

Who does not know the power behind the arena is one of the three major gangs of the Skylark Palace.

"I said, do you want to find death? Do you know what this is? Ah? You think this is the tea stall outside, dare to make trouble here, believe it or not, let me go out from here."

The buddy's neck was red, and the sleep was disturbed. The fire was on the night feathers.

The fire spirit stood on the shoulders of the night feathers, and the red eyes glared at the buddies in the registry, and the feathers on the body flickered.

"Master, the baby can not be fired to burn him!" The fire aura screamed to the night feathers.

The night's slender palm touches the small head of the fire spirit, suggesting that the fire spirit should not be angry.

Looking at the arrogant look of the buddy, the night feathers are beautiful and scornful, and there is a hint of chill.

"What's wrong! Shouting." The sound of a middle-aged man sounded.

The chill in the night feathers faded a bit and looked into the arena.

A middle-aged man walked out of the passage, his body was slightly fat, his garlic nose and his nose were a bit fierce.

When the buddy saw the middle-aged man, he immediately nodded and said: "Wang is in charge, how come you are today."

"Hey, I won't come out again. Your kid is picking up the roof. What's wrong! What happened?" Wang took a look at the guy and turned his eyes to the night feathers.

The nightly feathers and stunning faces made Wang’s supervisors stunned, and the night’s feathers and high cold temperament were originally swallowed back by Wang’s supervisor.

Looking again at the buddy, Wang’s supervisor frowned and asked, “What happened just now.”

The buddy knew that he was not ruling, and the little eyes slid a little, and the whispered explanation of the vinegar in front of Wang’s ears.

At this time, the night feathers were calm, and with the repair of the night feathers, even if the guy lowered his voice, the night feathers still heard his words clearly.

The face of Wang’s supervisor gradually became gloomy, and the look of the night feathers was also a bit bad.

Although watching the night feathers familiar, but Wang is not in the heart, come here, look more familiar, and may be polite in the weekdays, but if this is a trouble...

Night Yu looked up and looked at Wang, ah? The night feathers linger in the heart, how does this Wang executive look like this?

Wang, who was just a bad face, was surprised at this time!

The night feathers and the eyebrows were slightly stunned, and then they reacted. Wang’s supervisor did not look at himself!

"Missnight is good lately?"

A soft voice rang at the door.

The night feathers are beautiful and sloppy, and the corners of the mouth are tilted up in a curve. I can't think of an acquaintance here.

As the beautiful white figure walked into the registration office, Wang executives hurriedly bowed and greeted him. "See the Snow Maiden."