"Just, just die like that?"

Feng saw Youxiang watching a person who was about to step onto the holy stairs with his own eyes, and swung his sword in front of her and committed suicide. It felt very unbelievable, as if the world had become unreal.

"If a mortal wants to step into the holy stairs, it must be polished by fire and gold-melting! When he wants to take the last step, his mind has long become crystal clear and everything is not in a lingering mind. But demons like Azathus are different. They are the heads of the gods as soon as they are born, with their own laws and skills trees. They are only two stages of awesome and even more awesome in their lives! They don't even have natural enemies, and they are imprisoned by ancient gods is the biggest setback, and their life is smooth. The mind seems huge and actually has a very wrong texture and is vulnerable at all!"

Lu Yuan's words were like a knife, and he exploited Azathus completely and his tone seemed cold and ruthless. But his self-pride did not come from arrogance and boast, but was actually killing a holy demon as a prelude to it, and naturally had strong persuasion.

"Maybe it was a coincidence... Besides, how could you guess it was so ugly that it was so ugly that it was suicide? It was impossible to guess!" Feng Jian Youxiang changed direction and retorted. Speaking of which, she actually felt that she was very worried about Lu Yuan. She tried her best to kill the God of Blood and rushed over, but this guy slept comfortably and got the opponent... so she was very unhappy.

"Of course I can guess." Lu Yuan chose to continue to show off his IQ and went offline to rest.

He came to the pile of ashes after Azathus's death and was ugly, and even unwilling to leave the corpse. At the end of his life, it lit itself into a torch, and reached out to pick up the burning sword of judgment from the ashes.

He waved his hand and the flames on the sword went out, revealing the straight sword ridge and arc-shaped single blade, which was not Lu Yuan's sword "Chu Qing" or that! Youxiang bit her lower lip angrily, and argued that it had lost its meaning. Azathus even used Lu Yuan's sword for the last suicide, saying that it was not being plotted from the beginning to the end. Would you believe it?

I can't say that this bastard...

So Feng saw Youxiang raise his right fist (Sunhuatianhao then raised his right fist), "Ah~" punched Lu Yuan away with one punch!

The woman does not speak.

I saw Lao Lu being slapped on those iron hands like a gecko that was only flattened.

Youxiang then smiled and put down her fist, saying something insincerely.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

After finishing the work, Feng Jian Youxiang switched the "Sunflower Field" to cruise mode and prepared to return with Lu Yuan's teleportation technique, so naturally there was no need to go out along the original path. However, after waiting for seven or eight minutes, Lu Yuan was still sitting on his iron hand and not coming back.

"A petty man," Youxiang instantly labeled him, and deliberately let him hear... Women on the Dawn No. 1 are not stupid. Feminism of wool, where women can gain women's privileges will never be discussed! Now even Youxiang can easily act coquettishly and be cute to gain an advantage.

Using Lao Lu's machismo to gain benefits is a must-have skill for everyone, without any psychological burden.

Generally speaking, Feng Jian Youxiang just said this. Lao Lu had a tone, even if he vomited blood, he would get up and pretend to be a tough guy. That's right, Lao Lu was the kind of man who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman, which made the male compatriots want to beat him up and get up!

But this time Feng Jian Youxiang's trick failed, so Lao Lu still didn't come back and even waved to her to go over.

"Hey, when do you still have to pretend? I, I didn't use the powerful Vajra palm to pat you." Youxiang admitted her mistake in disguise. Her eyes quickly looked up and down on Lao Lu's body, and she was sure that no serious injuries were found, such as fractures, broken limbs, piercings, broken eggs, and broken eggs. She was a little more confident.

"I'm thinking about a problem..." Lu Yuan sat on the edge of the iron palm in the shape of a meditator and said in a deep and slow tone. "Do you know? I broke into this world to chase someone. I didn't know that this was Cthulhu's territory before I came in."

"oh?"

"Why did I have to sleep on these hands? It's because I'm waiting for that guy to come out! Although I'm not sure, I know that guy is hiding in this pile of residue... hiding his kingdom of God in an indigesable item, and then putting it into Azathus's stomach. I have to say that the person we want to guard is a very smart guy!"

"Haha~" Feng saw Youxiang know who he was guarding! She immediately broke her fingers and said with a grim smile, "Where is he the King of Painting? Catch it out, I promise not to beat him to death!"

Since Lu Yuan is so serious, who else can there besides the King of Painting?

"I really searched for it without any effort!" Feng Jian Youxiang said with a roaring look on his face, "I thought that guy escaped again this time!"

Lu Yuan really wanted to complain, "Your is so great, you can use poetry!"

But IQ struggled for a long time between "I want to complain" and "I'm trying to die", and finally chose to give up. Today's m is already full of weight, so let's save it until next time.

"...I originally wanted to guard it and wait for him to come out and surrender." Lao Lu took a deep breath and changed the topic. "After all, the purpose of our group is to 'be honest and lenient, sit in the prison; resist strictness, go home for the New Year' (you seem to be wrong). However, now the situation has changed!" Lao Lu's voice was specifically for the pain, "It shouldn't be sure, you shouldn't witness the scene of domestic violence!"

Feng Jian Youxiang opened his mouth wide, what did he say?!

"Since you have seen what you shouldn't see, if you don't kill you, where will I put my face? Then the rumors in the world that I, Lu Yuan, is a wife, are still in charge, and I can't be the leader of the martial arts world? Do I still want my status in the world? Sorry, my friend, I'm very embarrassed, but you have no choice!" His voice was very bleak, "Because, you know too much..."

Youxiang's mouth grew bigger and bigger, because she saw Lu Yuan talking to herself with a deep face, as if she was struggling and painful inside! What a difficult choice!

But what about it?

He was putting traps everywhere!

What's even more funny is that as Lu Yuan confessed his heart, a broken brush inserted in the crack of this pile of garbage was slowly moving towards the edge.

Move, move, and then under Lu Yuan, Youxiang's funny gaze, he stepped into the pit.

The cosmic super invincible thunderbolt lightning mouse clip made of giga-grade metal material, and with this "click" clamped the brush firmly! With a scream, a young man in a blue shirt rolled out of the brush with his feet in his arms.

When he shouted enough, remembering what was going on now, and looked up tremblingly, two terrifying black shadows had already covered the sky above his head.

"Hehehe~" Lu Yuan grinned and took out Chu Qing's long sword; "Hehehe~" Youxiang grinned and picked up a hammer as big as a watermelon!

"Don't hit me!" The king of painting shrank into a ball, with a crying voice in his voice.
Chapter completed!