"Sister Bao'er: So I don't deserve your concern?"

  "Damn it! What the hell did Lu Qipa eat to grow up, and it's not a bad thing to be blasted so far?"

  "Mass, each of these three people is a pervert!"

  "..."

  The live room was full of amazement.

  Lu Yan had a gloomy face, staring at King Zhou Mu in the tomb.

  Two pairs of eyes.

  Different colors.

  One angry, one crazy.

  He knew very well what King Mu of Zhou longed for.

  What he longs for is immortality, and what he resents is also being occupied by the magpie's nest, the king of Lu Shang.

  just now.

  He must have noticed the undead attribute in Lu Yan's super healing properties.

  So he wanted to devour Lu Yan.

  Then fill in the origin that he lacked because he was taken away by King Lu Shang!

  perhaps.

  I can really rejuvenate and go to find my old lover, the Queen Mother of the West!

  "Sister Bao'er! You and Muba, I'm going to single out that chop!"

  Feng Baoer was eager to try.

  Little brother Qilin also stood up slowly.

  Holding the Wujin ancient knife, his eyes also lit up with fighting intent.

  "Since you want to do it, then I will accompany you to do it!"

  Lu Yan turned back.

  Look at him and smile.

  For an instant.

  Radical love!

  "Ah ah ah! This picture is so beautiful!"

  "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore."

  "This... this, is it really going to bend?"

  "Don't! You are all macho men!"

  "I suddenly feel like I can't."

  "..."

  The barrage in the live broadcast room was flying around.

  Popularity skyrocketed.

  Outside the tomb.

  Lu Yan stretched out his hand.

  Little brother Qilin also stretched out his hand and shook it fiercely.

  then.

  Lu Yan held two Tang knives in one hand, and wiped them across the blood-stained sleeves of little brother Qilin.

  Double-sided blood quenching.

  "I think your blood is very dick. A little blood should help break the defense of that big zongzi, right?"

  "By the way, I don't think you should take any action. Be a backup arsenal."

  "If my knife is not sharp enough, I'll borrow some blood from you later."

  Brother Qilin's slightly excited expression suddenly froze.

  A look of disbelief gradually appeared on his face.

  "Pfft! The expression of the face paralyzed brother..."

  "Facial paralyzed brother: scumbag! You turned out to be for my blood?"

  "Bastard! You haven't even taken off your pants, so you don't recognize anyone?"

  "I feel bad for the face paralyzed brother for three seconds."

  "Lu Xiaojian, this scumbag!"

  "..."

  Kirin brother endured the toothache.

  He said coldly: "Can you do it alone? Although I am injured a little, I can still fight him!"

  Lu Yan raised his chin slightly.

  "Don't wait for three seconds, look at it with admiration!"

  "Your understanding of me is too superficial, and my power is beyond your imagination!"

  "Sit down with peace of mind and watch Lao Tzu go to avenge you!"

  Little brother Kirin's mouth twitched.

  Studio.

  "Then don't just talk about it and don't practice, you quickly take off your clothes!"

  "Yes, yes, among comrades-in-arms, you should have a deep understanding, Gu Dao warm-hearted!"

  "Ah, little brother with facial paralysis, don't be a coward, just go up!"

  "Good chance, everyone is hinting at you!"

  "It's useless to take it off, three seconds!"

  "..."

  The live audience was almost crazy with excitement.

  But obviously the little brother Kirin will only disappoint them.

  "I do not believe."

  The cold words made Lu Yan angry enough.

  Before he could speak, Sister Bao'er slapped him on the back.

  "You will die if you don't blow it!"

  "Okay, don't talk nonsense! If you want to fight, fight quickly! I'll go with the mud!"

  Done.

  Sister Bao'er has rushed to the wall of the tomb, and started to use the sea monkey bone claws that are not afraid of acid corrosion.

  Playing in the mud to Deng Kui 唩?/p>

  Give it a quick stir.

  Mud and Deng Yijing are so innocent?/p>

  Qingcao and Deng Yujingxi are in a hurry, and they are looking for a long way to go.

  Then match Feng Baoer's attitude.

  It's like making Meng Po soup. .

Chapter 28

  "Sister Bao'er's image..."

  "It's like making Meng Po soup."

  "Isn't this Meng Po soup? It's just to send that big zombie to reincarnation."

  "Grandma's, a three thousand-year-old zombie, I don't know how powerful it is."

  "Why don't you dodge it first and kill it with heavy firepower?"

  "..."

  outside the cave.

  Lu Yan patted little brother Qilin on the shoulder and said earnestly:

  "Stuffy oil bottle, don't be in a hurry, help me swarm outside!"

  "The old man of the dog day has to give him a knife today, let him experience the taste of it."

  "If I can't, come and save me, won't you have the best of both worlds?"

  Done.

  Don't wait for little brother Kirin to answer.

  He was already like lightning and rushed directly into the tomb.

  "Chong!"

  The two Tang knives slashed across the silver stiletto in the sun, causing a gust of wind to whistle.

  He went straight to the head of King Mu of Zhou.

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