Venerated Venomous Consort

If he is dead, he can still reincarnate. Twenty years later, he is a hero!

With such a thought, he was relieved.

But when the Holy One appeared, he panicked again!

Because he understands that as long as the Holy One is here, no matter how many things he has hidden in his heart, he will be completely dug out -

Sure enough, the sacred sacredly dealt with the thousands of feathers, and looked directly at him.

Millennial face pale: "Don't ask me anything, I won't say anything!"

The sacred eyelashes are slightly curved, and it seems to laugh: "The deity did not let you say it."

Asking questions is more troublesome, the sage is going to take shortcuts, he raises a hand, the fingertips have not flashed the colorful light, and the millennium does not care about shouting: "You can't read my memory, I will blow up. of!"

"Well?" The holy man looked at him with an eyebrow.

"I really will blow up! Like - like a tutor... No, I am blowing more than him! It will blow the whole thing up!" Millennium continues to threaten.

The face of the ancient ink and other people who have seen the explosion of the instructor have changed!

The ancient ink said: "Do you know why he fried it?"

Thousands of days of the head: "Nature knows. We can't tell the truth, we can't give that person out, even if we are read about the memory of that person, once touched, we will blow up, the soul flies away."

"He? Who is he?" asked the ancient ink.

Thousands of days shook his head: "Can't say, really can't say..."

He looked at the saint with sorrow: "Sacred, I know that this time I made a mistake, you can kill the sky, thank you to the world, but please give you a chance to reincarnate, don't ask again, also Don't try to read the memory of Haotian, because neither of you can get any information, you can only let the souls fly away,"

Turned his head and looked at the ancient ink: "The old master, you used to be very painful, ask you to be pitiful and pitiful, and give you a good day..." He licked his head like a garlic.

Ancient ink: "..."

He frowned, and in the end he was a little soft. He looked at the Holy Man: "Sacred, look?"

The Holy Spirit whispered a message: "Let everyone withdraw."

Ancient ink: "..."

He had already guessed what the Holy Lord had to do, and paused and immediately let the unrelated people present at the scene withdraw.

He didn't want to withdraw, and the four major prisoners did not want to withdraw. They wanted to live with the Holy Spirit!

"You also get out!" Sanzun glanced at their thoughts and hurriedly rushed.

"Sacred, maybe we can help too..." The ancient ink is not reconciled.

"You are only here to get in the way, roll!"

The sage is too powerful, and the ancient ink and other people dare not argue. They can only go out and arrange everything, and people can withdraw further.

No one knows how big the explosive power of this millennium is, or whether it is safe to withdraw.

Everyone stood still, and the dust in the crowd suddenly asked: "Why are you cherishing the girl?"

Everyone, look at me, I see you, all the people are here, but I don’t care.

The face of the ancient ink changed: "She won't be in the hall?!"

......

In the hall, I blinked in the blink of an eye, and the Millennium Scorpio was looking like a dead man: "Sacred, you... must you smash the soul of the heavens?"

The sage stood there, and he glanced at him with a fluttering look: "You may not die." He looked up and down again and seemed to smile.