At the moment, Lin Fan’s heart was sweet, and he looked at the cub who had just been born and couldn’t blink. The corner of his mouth showed a smile.

Snowy white hair, no double horns on the head, really the same as the little lion.

Lin Fan quietly opened the hind legs of the cubs and smashed them to see if they were male and female.

In Lin Fan's view, if it is public, how good it is. After all, the public fighting power is generally much stronger than the mother's, but unfortunately, this young child is a mother.

Lin Fan didn't know how long he had been here, and he didn't know if the disciples of Zongmen had left, and then they took the cubs into the backpack and did not hesitate to go out.

In front of Lin Fan’s tombstone, a disciple, crying and crying, is like a cuckoo blood, sad.

"Uncle Shi, I am really sorry, it is the fault of the teacher. I hope you can forgive me." The person who cried in front of Lin Fan’s tomb was the disciple of the fart that day.

That fart, almost all the troops were wiped out.

"Uncle Shi, now you can definitely not hear me, but I hope my voice can reach you..."

"Well, I have already heard it." At this time, a low voice broke through the night.

"Who." The disciple was shocked and immediately stood up and watched the surroundings. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the heart of this disciple suddenly collapsed.

The forehead gradually oozing a trace of sweat.

"Is it the uncle, do you not know?" Lin Fan stood behind the tombstone at the moment, and used stealth techniques from time to time. It appeared for a while and disappeared like a ghost.

"Master... Uncle..." At this moment, the tone of the disciple began to tremble, and some could not believe their eyes.

"Do you know what is wrong? Your fart, killed the uncle." Lin Fan pressed his voice and said in a gloomy voice.

At that moment, the disciple zoomed in and looked at the looming figure, and suddenly a burst of horror sounded.

"Ghost..."

"Hey." When Lin Fan was ready to shout at the other party, the other party had already ran away without climbing.

"Hey, what a timid, really special sacred inner disciple." Lin Fan sighed helplessly, then looked at the tombstone, but smiled, this life has not yet reached, but was set up Two tombstones, oh...

During this trip, the heart of the Shengzong disciple was very low. Nothing was obtained. The injured Lin Shishu died. Is it true that God is no longer able to worship the Holy Family?

Since I thought about the Holy Sepulchre, it is a disaster to go out, and there is still the momentum that has been in the past.

"Elders, brothers, ghosts..." The disciple ran back in horror, and now I feel a little scary.

"Hey, what nonsense to say." The prison elders were in a bad mood, and the tone was harsh and angry.

"Yeah, there are ghosts, and Lin Shishu turns into a ghost... It just appeared in front of me."

....

"Small teacher, when the uncle comes back, how can it become a ghost." There was a voice in the darkness.

When everyone heard it, his face was condensed, and the disciple was scared to hide behind the prison elders. He was not afraid of it, but he was afraid of ghosts.

When the figure gradually came and saw the figure with the moonlight, the prison elders suddenly thundered. Other disciples are even more excited to scream.

"Lin Shishu, you are not dead..."

Lin Fan smiled. "Whatever is dead, the strength of the Master is unbearable. What is this?"

"We saw it with your own eyes, you were swallowed by the Snow King Lion, how could this happen." The elders of the prison were unbelievable, as if Lin Fan appeared in front of him, it was incredible.

At this moment, Lin Fan saw his sleeves, turned his back, and carried his hands, his sharp eyes looked at the bright moon hanging high in the air, and the wind was light and dark.

"Who is this teacher's uncle? This teacher is the sixth lord of the holy sect of the Holy Name of the Holy Land. The Snow King lion in this area, how can it be the opponent of the master, now the uncle has been the Snow King lion Kill, the young cub is also obtained by the master."

At this moment, Lin Fan’s anger was like a storm, and everyone was enveloped in it.

It’s hard to believe that everyone is convinced.

Snow King Lion was killed?

"This……."

Lin Fan snorted as if he didn't believe in himself. He was very unhappy. "Look, what is this."

At this moment, when everyone saw the snow-white snow lion cub, they took a breath of air.

"Uncle Shi, is this true?" Zong Tiantian asked incredulously.

The degree of strength of the Snow King lions, they are obvious to all, it is really strong, especially the last red snow lion, even more brutal to the limit.

"This is naturally true, and there are still fakes."

....

In the end, everyone has already believed in this. As for what Lin Shishu used to kill the Snow King Lion, it is not known, but everyone looked at Lin Shishu’s eyes and shone with the color of worship.

The moon is black and high night.

The bright moon tonight is very round and bright, even if it is not light, the earth is still very bright.

This mediocre city is a bit quiet, and some Xiao Xiao.

"kill……."

Killing the sky, **** and heavy.

In this harmonious city, a terrible thing happened.

"You are a sect of the sect, but you are shot to us, what is the face?" A middle-aged man in a green robe, stunned by blood.

"Irritable."

The sword is shining and the light is shining.

A head was thrown high, and in the dark night, a light and shadow was drawn.

"housekeeper……."

The Caijia family screamed fiercely and looked at the person in front of him who couldn't resist. The body and mind were instantly exhausted, and there was no resistance.

"Hey, a group of ants, I have given you the opportunity, but I don't know how to cherish it. I can't blame others for death." Ling Xiao is like a **** on the top, looking down at the group of ants.

"Cai Wei, adults have given you the opportunity, you do not cherish, you can not blame others, Yongtian City can only have a master, and this master is my Chu family." Chu Mulin sneered.

Cai Heng holds a long sword and looks at the corpse. These are the children of Cai's family, but now they have become cold bodies.

Only one person, but the Cai family who killed it has no power to fight back. The kind of difference between the worlds has made it impossible for people to rise up.

"Oh...." Cai Xiaoqiao Xiao Loli, the original ruddy little face, is now becoming more and more inconspicuous, tightly cringed behind Cai Wei.

Cai Wei looked at the people around him and finally lowered his head slowly. "Adult, Cai family is willing to leave, please let the adults let us live."

It is common sense to lose the kingship between the family. Now, in order to preserve the blood, you can only bow down and admit defeat.

Chu Mulin looked at everything in front of him, and his heart had already been overjoyed. "Okay, I am not a hunted person, you..."

Chu Mulin is not ready to kill, as long as he can go out, but this has not been finished, but was interrupted by a cold voice.

"I have said that you can leave to live?" Ling Xiao's cold breath shrouded the audience, and the momentum of the waves suppressed everyone present, giving birth to a sense of powerlessness.

"Yesterday has given you the opportunity to say that the chickens and dogs are not left today, then the chickens and dogs will not stay." Ling Xiao’s eyes are full of killings, and these common people are like the ants.

The elders of Feng Tianzong on the battle boat looked coldly at everything below. For Ling Xiao’s decision, he nodded with satisfaction.

Feng Tianzong does not need to be a good-hearted generation. Since he has given the opportunity and does not know how to cherish it, the consequences can only be borne by himself.

"Tonight, you Cai family, chicken dogs do not stay." At this moment, Ling Xiao killed the sky, and between the waves, the smoke disappeared.

The Cai family people looked at the unbeatable killing **** in front of them with horror, and they felt deep despair in their hearts.

Cai Wei gently wiped her daughter's head, and the tears of regret fell from the corner of her eye.

"Junior, you are a bit arrogant."

At this time, a leisurely voice came from the void.

The people looked up.

Under that bright moon, a giant battleship floated quietly there.

A figure is like a god, falling from the sky.

Lin Fan’s figure appeared for a while and disappeared for a while.

"Invisibility" works extremely, with real and false changes.

The **** of God, the mysterious and mysterious.

The calm breath, infected everyone, pushed away the killings shrouded here.

The floor is silent, the hair is long and elegant, and under the moonlight, there is a burst of brilliance. Lin Fan bears his hands, and the eyes that run through everything, watching Ling Xiao indifferently, are low-pitched and unquestionable.

"Cai family, has a relationship with this seat."

PS: Recommend a book "Hunting the World", it's none of my business. This time there is a PY transaction, don't spray me.