Chapter 1932 first hits with my mount (2)

When Ye Qing’s words came out, the face of the feminine boy was instantly ugly.

This is clearly a matter of being scared off by Ye Qingyu before the satirical boy.

"you!"

Ye Qingyi waited for the feminine boy to finish, and slowly said: "If you can win the mount of the deity, the deity will give you another chance to challenge me."

At the moment when Ye Qingying’s voice landed, she had already issued a shocking dragon scorpion directly to the imprisoned Emperor.

"Where our Lord has time to accompany your little milk baby, let me try your hand first." The eyes of the Emperor are burning with a militant flame. It is the words of Ye Qingying. .

"You are insulting me?" The feminine boy glanced at the Emperor, and now the cold channel.

The feminine boy said this, and the ancient and undead who were present were all forced.

"Is a mount, I want to be my opponent? Shadow Lord, are you not too much to put me in the eye?"

"District mounts" Emperor blinded his eyes.

The ancient people on the side were subconsciously swallowing their swallows, and they were always proud of the Eight Great Kings, and they all secretly looked at the imperial Emperor.

I have seen that I want to die, I have never seen such a death.

Looking at the entire central continent, this boy is still the first to dare to put the Emperor in the eye.

They respect him as a man.

The Emperor said: "The words of the Lord have already been said. If you feel that you have won me, you can naturally challenge the Lord. If you have the full grasp to win me, the Lord will naturally shoot."

The feminine teenager obviously still can't see a mount, but he didn't take the opportunity to open it again, but looked down on the cold teenager who stood behind and kept silent.

The eyes of the cold teenager swept from the body of the emperor.

The two of them are still young, and the Emperor was sealed as early as 10,000 years ago, so they did not hear the name of the Emperor like other ancients.

In their eyes, the Emperor is nothing but a mount of the Shadow Lord.

The eyes of the cold teenager looked up and down the Emperor, and the eyes flashed a little differently, but he did not say anything, just nodded to the feminine teenager.

With the consent of the brothers, the feminine boy said: "Well, then I will give the Lord a face and play with you, but the Lord, there is a word first, if I accidentally killed your mount, Don't blame me."

The voice of the feminine boy was full of arrogance. When the Eight Great Kings heard this, they couldn’t help but pinch a cold sweat to the boy. They glanced at the Emperor, who had a slight look at his eyes.

Kid, you are very talented to die.

Ye Qingyi does not know how strong the strength of the Emperor is. He only hopes that the Emperor can stop this young boy, and what Ye Qingyi cares more is that he has never been open, standing behind the feminine teenager. That person, obviously, the position of that person is above this feminine teenager, otherwise why should this feminine boy seek the advice of the other party?

The Emperor of the Ming dynasty rushed forward, the huge black wings covered the sky, but the face of the feminine boy did not have much serious color, just waiting to quickly get rid of the mount, forcing the shadow of the Lord.

"Little milk baby, it seems like a little skill to look at you, you must make a move first."

The feminine teenager sneered, "I am afraid that you can't hold me a trick."

(End of this chapter)