Withdrawing from this, everyone will be very uncomfortable, and they will become a joke in his population.

If you don't retreat and continue to kill the thief, in case the thief has more power, he will still die, no, it is death!

Retire? Still not refunded?

For a moment, sixty gods were all in a struggle.

"Hey, can't you go? If you don't go, we can go!"

Suddenly, Song Yan in the breath adjustment spoke again, and this remark fell in the ears of the sixty gods, leaving many people with dark faces on the spot, anxious to cramp the skin of this little thief.

Some people really couldn't bear it and yelled at Song Ye.

In this regard, Song Ye did not care at all, but laughed: "Ha ha, you are still gods, do you only have the ability to move your lips? If you have the ability, don't force it to kill the little master!"

A deity: "..."

"Since you don't leave, then we really have to go. Madam Leer, you help me go, hey, I have no energy at all!" Song Yan said again.

"Oh!"

After hearing Song Yan's words, Princess Vientiane finally couldn't help laughing.

The look of the gods was a little darker.

Next, Song Kun and his party evacuated in the direction of creating the Tianbei. As for the gods, they seemed a little helpless at the place.

After being walked a distance by Wang Yue Wei Le, Song Yan suddenly turned back to the gods and said, "Hey, don't you continue to kill me? When my wound is healed, it will be difficult for you to kill me!"

"Little thief, bullying!"

A deity hated his teeth.

"Hahaha!"

In return, it was Song Yan's wanton laughter.

Until Song Ye and others completely disappeared into the sight of the gods, they had no extra actions.

At this moment, Song Ye spit out a **** spit again and shouted eagerly: "Hurry up! Don't go in the direction of the good fortune stele, change direction!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan was fainted again.

The crowd was stunned, but King Xin shouted quickly: "Come on, go northwest!"

This scene was just seen by a nearby alien creature hiding in the jungle.

"No! The thief is definitely bluffing, let's catch up and see!"

So the gods soon came to the place where Song Kun vomited blood.

When he saw the blood on the ground, the **** who made Song Yan a bluff was more affirmative, and said in an angry tone: "Damn, we are all deceived by that **** little thief!"

"Who, get out of your god!"

Suddenly, someone shouted into the jungle not far away.

Suddenly, a timid alien creature walked out of the jungle, panicking, "Masters spare their lives, villains just hide here to rest, nothing else!"

"God asked you if you just saw a group of people passing by here!"

Xie Yun stared at the other person and asked, the one who had inferred Song Ye's bluff.

"Return to my lord, the villain saw it, and they went in that direction!" The alien race replied eagerly.

"It's not the direction of the heavens!"

The color of thought flashed on the evil cloud's face, and then asked, "Who vomited this blood?"

The foreign creature replied: "Master, it was a young ethnic man who was held by two women, and he fainted after he vomited blood!"

"Sure enough! Sure enough!" Xie Yun's face was exasperated: "We were all deceived by that little thief!"

As for the faces of the other fifty-nine deities, they are also very unsightly, and there are killers on each face.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and kill the thief, don't let him escape!"

For a while, the gods flew in the direction that Song Kun and others disappeared.

Within half a quarter of an hour, the gods caught up with Song Ye's party and saw that Song Ye was being held in his arms by a woman and had fallen into a coma. The gods couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

Between the flashing figures, the gods surrounded Song Yan and his party.

"Protect the boss!"

Liu Long gave a loud sigh, and brought Bayan and other dragon people Tianjiao to Song Yan's side first. Others also heard the wind and moved Song Yan to guard him.

"Never let go of it, kill!"

In the eyes of Xie Yun, the killing was completed, and the first shot was made.

The other gods did not want to be outdone and shot in anger.

Sixty gods shot all at once, and how terrible they were. Just when Liu Long and others changed their looks, a force suddenly wrapped them up, and then moved them thousands of kilometers away, making the gods Attack failed.

Then, the sword light shone, and the ten gods, including the evil cloud, were cut in half.

At the same time, in the sky in front of the gods, there was a young sword-stained sword in white clothes, who wasn't Song Yan?

He stretched freely, yawning, "You are really, you don't want to sleep if you want to sleep!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, the remaining fifty gods almost vomited blood, weren't they fainted? How did it go to sleep?

"Little thief, are you pretending to be dizzy?"

A deity asked toward Song Kun.

"Nonsense, where did I pretend to be dizzy, and I was obviously sleeping!" Song Kun frowned.

"But you vomited blood!"

"Who said you can't vomit blood before going to bed? Whoa whoa!"

Speaking of which, Song Yong vomited three blood spits. Then, he easily wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth: "Ah, sorry, during this time, the blood in my body was a bit strong, and I vomited a lot of blood more comfortably!"

It was said that the lungs of the gods were almost exploded.

Liu Long and others looked at this scene very confused. I don't know if Song Yan was really injured or was falsely injured.

"By the way, are you here to kill me? If so, go ahead! Whoa whoa!"

Having said that, Song Ye vomited blood again.

"Look, I'm vomiting blood again. I've been hurt so much. You're going to kill me. I definitely don't have the strength to fight back!"

Hearing Song Ye ’s words, the face of a deity was as dark as the bottom of the pot, watching the **** rain falling from the sky, and a deity turned around and left. He really did n’t want to listen to this little thief to say one more word, and he was so angry Not worth it.

Someone took the lead, and before they could understand the depth of Song Yan, they did not dare to do anything, so the gods turned around and left.

"Haha, walk slowly and don't give it away, remember to come and kill me often!" Song Yan shouted at them.

"Kill your sister!"

"Abominable little thief!"

"Despicable!"

"I'm not fooled!"

The gods scolded in their hearts, but the speed was faster, and in the blink of an eye, they completely disappeared into the sight of Song Kun and others.

Liu Long and others flew up.

"Boss, are you really injured or fake!"

Song Yan rolled his eyes: "I didn't see that I vomited so much blood, naturally I was really injured. I did not spit any blood!"

"Are you bluffing again?" Liu Long said with a grimace.

"Otherwise do you think?"

Song Yan smiled.

"Brother Chu, you are so uninteresting, even we are deceiving!" Xin Wang pretended to be angry.

"Don't lie to you, how can you lie to the group of guys to die!"

Song Yan smiled.

"Ah, you are not hurt, boss, it's so good!" Liu Long finally came to his senses.

"Fu Jun, you are really necrotic, causing us to worry for a long time!" Wang Yan glanced angrily at Song Yan.

"Just brother, you don't know how worried we are!"

Chu Xue also joined in the crusade against Song Yang.

"Actually I'm really hurt, eh, I'm fainted again, ma'am, help me!"

Everyone: "..."

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