The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 130: Mozun has become a love brain (55)

   Chapter 130 Demon Venerable Becomes Love Brain (55)

  Rong Yuan didn't blink, and attacked the man in red robe. No matter how powerful the ancient demon was, he would fight first.

   Rong Yuan shot, the man in red robe was forced to let go of Wen Xi and turned to deal with him.

   Wen Xi fell directly from the sky like a rag doll.

  Rong Yuan stretched out his index finger and made a tick gesture, the falling man stopped in mid-air, fell slowly, and was caught by Bai Yi.

   Wen Xi and Bai Yi were also loyal, and the disciples who followed had already retreated to the point where they could barely see a shadow.

   Rong Yuan frowned: "Wen Xi, you and Bai Yi go first, the deity is in the way!"

   Wen Xi was reluctant to leave, "My life was saved by you, so how can I leave you and run away!"

  Rong Yuan reluctantly rubbed his brows and hurriedly drove him away: "...You will only hold back the deity here, let's go..."

   Wen Xi: "...Your Highness, it's this time, you're still joking!"

   "If I don't go back, I'll go to Mizuzong for the deity to tell Shiyou, don't...wait for me." Rong Yuan's tone was a little more serious, and it was extremely difficult to say the last few words.

   He regretted it, he shouldn't be so reserved.

   You should eat and wipe people early to fulfill your long-cherished wish.

   is better than life and death now unknown, before death, even the woman you like didn't sleep!

   Wen Xi always felt that Rong Yuan was caring for an orphan on his deathbed, "Respect!"

   Rong Yuan waved his hand and sent Wen Xi and Bai Yi out of the cave.

   Waiting for his people to leave, Rong Yuan looked at the man in the red robe, and said coldly, "Fight!"

  The red-robed man licked his lips casually, his whole body exuding a sense of violence and danger that he couldn't tell when he would do it: "Boy, you can't beat me."

  Rong Yuan gritted his teeth: "How do you know if you don't try!"

  Rong Yuan raised his hand, the black long knife condensed in his palm flooded the whole body, and the cold light of thirst for blood was exposed in the edge.

   The man in the red robe smiled: "You should have entered the Dao by killing, but this murderousness is a little less. It seems that your knife hasn't drank blood for a long time... It's a pity..."

   "If you want to fight, fight, what are you doing with so much nonsense!"

   "Anyway, today is either your death or my death!"

   "Don't hurt my master!" the little black dragon roared angrily.

   The man in the red robe sneered: "A mere underage young dragon wants to fight with the deity, too much!"

   "Dark Gold, come out and let it see what the ancient beasts should look like!"

   A vicious beast came out of the magic door, its size was very huge, a mouthful of fangs came out, and the stinky water continued to come out of its mouth, looking very dirty and unbearable.

   "Master, this little dragon isn't enough for me to stick between my teeth."

   Xiao Heilong scolded: "Your uncle's, come and try!"

   The little black dragon grew in size, the giant dragon roared, and slammed into the fierce beast.

  The two giant beasts flew out of the cave and fought fiercely. Wherever they passed, the trees fell and the grass fell. The roar made the animals within a radius of a hundred miles run away.

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   After half an hour.

  Rong Yuan clenched the black long knife in his hand, and the knuckles of his fingers were almost shattering, and bruises were cracked in the movement of his fingers.

   He could no longer detect any residual demonic energy in his body.

  Rong Yuan propped up his body, and now he can stand with a knife, but he is maintaining it in one breath.

   "Boy, present your body."

  Rong Yuan clenched his fists to his lips, swallowed the smell of blood that had rolled to his throat, and sneered: "This deity will not explode..." It's cheap for you.

But the internal breath that was surging in his body just didn't want him to finish his words. He broke out a series of violent coughs again, as if to cough out his lungs. .

   The man in red robe raised his eyebrows: "Blow yourself up? Do you think you are qualified to blow yourself up in front of me?"

   (end of this chapter)