The Anarchic Consort

"Oh." Baili Jiajue looked at Murong Hongtu, and suddenly smiled. He lifted his chin slightly, and the lines saw the perfection. The innate nobleness made him appear in this posture. But it gives people a kind of cold and grace that despise everyone.

Murong Hongtu saw his gesture and his face was even more distorted: "A good one is not afraid of death. Do you know what is tied to you? This is only two of the mysterious chains under the sun, as long as I am light. Lightly pinch, you..."

Murong Hongtu’s words behind you are not going to be said any more, because he looks at the man’s left hand in front of him!

Slamming!

That chain is broken and hard!

broken? !

How can this be?

Murong Hongtu’s eyes widened and the whole person stayed in the same place.

The Bailijiajue just turned his left wrist with a smile and a smile. His legs were slender and straight, his waist was thin and his chest was wide, showing a perfect inverted triangle shape.

He reached out and rubbed the dust that didn't exist on the clothes. His long sleeves waved, the air shook violently, and the residual chains wrapped around him were broken.

At this time, Murong Hongtu could not say a word.

"What do I do? Why don't you continue? Um?" The long hair of Bailijiajue's ink-like eyes floated straight down, and the pupils of the ink-like eyes made a demon light, with a refreshing and inconvenient, he slowly Towards Murong Hongtu, the black clothes wrapped in the slender figure, revealing a cold murderous.

When he walked to Murong Hongtu, his appearance changed. It was still the handsome face of Fengshen, but his face was as sinister and poisonous, and his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Murong Hongtu doubled his eyes and the three knives in his hand shot toward the Baili Jiajue!

The shape of Bai Lijiajue swayed, no one saw how he moved, just waiting for Murong Hongtu to react again.

The three knives have been shackled in the hands of the hundred miles, thrown into the ground as scrap iron.

That is not an ordinary knife!

The above is not only with martial arts, but even the owner helped him to do it. There is no problem in hunting the dragons in the sea.

Such a martial art was actually blocked by his move.

"You, who are you?" Murong Hung shuddered, his fingers curled up, and he wanted to escape.

The Baili Jiajue smiled coldly and slowly reached out. He only listened to the jingle. Murong Hongtu had already slammed into the corner of the wall and smashed into a large wall of gray. He straightened his body and neck. Oh, blood ran down from the corner of his mouth.

Yali Li suddenly became a mess.

Except for Helen Weiwei, no one can move.

They only know that from the beginning, the Baili Jiajue created a huge enchantment.

Everyone who is in the enchantment can't escape.

"Fire unicorn, your contracted beast is a fire unicorn!" Murong Hongtu looked at the looming beast of the man behind him, and suddenly the remorse of the intestines were green, he did not think that this scented sweet beast would actually It is a fire unicorn!

Strange, if it is a fire unicorn, he will not be aware of the danger of the other party from the beginning!

The fire unicorn evil laughed: "Hey, I just cover up the breath, I was treated as a white rabbit."

At this point, Murong Hongtu understands this, all this is a game!

A board waiting for him to enter Weng!

However, these stupid humans.

Really thought that this would be able to deal with it?

Hehehe, it’s just a whimsical!

Murong Hongtu glanced at Baili Jiajue and put out his tongue. The demon licked his thin lips and gave a baby-like sullen laughter: "Fire unicorn can only deal with the demonized me when I am around that person. Now, huh, it’s just a savage thing that is tamed by humans. You don’t have to go to heaven, there is no door to hell, you have to break in!”

Enchanted? Helian Weiwei wrinkled the next eyebrow. As soon as he looked up, he saw a translucent shadow floating on the head of Murong Hongtu. The shape of the shadow was distorted, like a dead baby, its nails black and black. It was buried in the hair of Murong Hongtu, and it could not be said to be intimidating.

"Woman, be careful, this Murong Hongtu has long been a human being!"

When it is so serious, it is very rare.

Helen Weiwei’s eyes were so slight that it was too late to ask how this Murong Hongtu would become like this.

Because she can clearly feel the atmosphere around her.

When she turned around, she realized why the atmosphere changed.

The people who were screaming at her, apparently had lost their senses, and the expression was sluggish and came towards her and the Bailijiajue.

If you say that these people just look like zombies.

Then they are the real ghosts now, just look at the **** eyes, you know that it is because of the reason just drank the blood of the beast!

"Women, don't be bitten by them!" The original body simply shows the figure!

The group of people paused, their teeth groaning, like fear of the existence of the original, some did not dare to approach, they put the greedy eyes on the hundred miles.

The singer of Bai Lijia was suffocating in front of Murong Hongtu, and he was filled with inexhaustible coldness and wreckage. He looked at this scene with a dull look, and his long eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

"Woman, you hurry to find a way, I have not fully recovered yet, they will only fear me for a while, after a while, I will have to return to the fantasy space." The original meditation overflowed with sweat: "So, hurry!"

"There is still one." Murong Hongtu smirked, and Yin Hong’s nephew looked at Helen Weiwei: "I thought you just drank the blood, even if you don't want to drink, then wait for being Let's **** it up! The magic messenger behind you can't hold on for a long time, let alone such a small magic, what can it do for me? Sure enough, like the owner said, you humans always like to be self-righteous, stupid At the extreme, I really believe that life is not old, hehehe."

the host? That is to say, there is a master messenger behind Murong Hongtu?

Helen Weiwei gradually became clear in the heart, and then the eyebrows were picked. The voice was faintly used with the radical method: "Since your master is so powerful, how can you even show up when you show up, it is clearly a coward."

"You are not allowed to filthy the master!" The baby on the top of Murong's head screamed, and the sharp voice was like a night cat crying: "The master is the gentlest and smartest person in the world. The jade-like temperament is like his soul. It’s just as good, it’s where you guys who are dirty and inferior can be beautiful!”