"Is it interesting, would you rather die, and not give in?" The strangeness of the eyes of Jiu Chenyin gradually became rich.

The night feathers swelled and stood tall, shaking and resisting the pressure of the sky.

The jade finger of Jiu Chenyin slowly pressed: "Since you want to die, I will let you..."

"The sound is on hand." The sound of the cloud hand mother-in-law sounded.

A fluttering word, if the real pressure on the hillside disappears, it will disappear.

Call!

Fat man, a few people in the black wind days feel that the whole body is light and the breathing becomes smooth.

Hey!

Bai Jinyi looked at the body's night swaying feathers, and after he came to the night feathers, a palm dragged the back of the night feathers, and the spirit slowly injected into the night feathers.

"Hey, count you good luck." Jiu Chenyin looked at the night feathers that still looked at him.

"A arrogant, it is also rare, hail country, for you, a little bit." Cloud hand mother-in-law glanced at the strength of the night feathers on the face.

The smile of the night feathers twitched.

The eyes of Jiu Chenyin are once again cold.

"White kid, good vision." Yun hand mother-in-law looked at the face of the frosty nine-sound, lightly said: "Sound, we go."

The corner of Jiuchen’s mouth showed a disdainful smile, and the arm of the cloud-handed mother-in-law was turned and turned.

"Stop!"

Looking at the backs of the two, the sound of the night feathers sounded cold.

Ok?

Not only the Yunshou mother-in-law and the nine-sounding sounds are different, even the pupils of Bai Jinyi are slightly enlarged, looking at the night feathers.

Yunshou mother-in-law and Jiu Chenyin turned slightly.

"Nine-Chen Yin, next time I met, today's humiliation, my night feathers, the original number is still back!" Night feathers tone, firm as iron.

For a time, no one questioned that Yu Yu was talking big.

"Hey ~ ~ I am waiting." Jiu Chen Yin mouth reveals a smile.

Yunshou mother-in-law, but her eyes are full of dignity.

Hey!

Under the eyes of the public, the Yunshou mother-in-law and the nine-sounding voice disappeared, as mysterious as when they came.

Huh!

Above the slopes, the breeze remains.

Hey, hey!

In the body of the night feathers, there was a sudden bang, and the body was vented, fainting in the white brocade.

"Boss!"

"Master!"

"Miss."

A few fat people rushed around.

Bai Jinyi's eyes are full of dignity, and the three fingers are pressed in the middle of the forehead of the night feathers, calling the dragon chubby with secret techniques.

After waiting for four or five seconds, the night feathers flashed on the side.

Long Xiaopang appeared, and the thief’s head looked around for a while, and whispered: “Was the old woman gone?”

Bai Jinyi nodded: "Long Ye, night feathers."

Long Xiaopeng took a long breath and pushed the fat man on the side. The white little hand was on the body of the night feather.

"啧啧~~" Long Xiaopeng shook his head, but there was no tension on his face: "Nothing, it is a dozen bones that can be broken and can't die."

Everyone...

"Bai Gongzi, just two people, who is it." The fat man remembered the scene.

I have cultivated this point, and I can't even pick up a single look.

Bai Jinyi’s mouth reveals a bitter bitterness: “Nine-Chen Yin, Ziyun’s top three geniuses, known as Ziyun Ice Girl.”

Ziyun Ice Girl, Fat Man and others are puzzled. For this name, they cannot be reached with their strength.

"That old lady." The black gauze whispered.

On the side of the nine-sounding voice, the old lady, the feeling of giving everyone, is even stronger than Jiu Chenyin!

"The old woman..." Bai Jinyi’s eyes are even more dignified: "Have you mentioned one thing? More than a decade ago, a city in the Central Plains was slaughtered half a city overnight."