draw
chop
retreat
A process of flashing, I cross my sword in my chest and retreat to my front, looking at fiction coldly. This is already the strength of our department. I will die if he dies.
You made up your mind, covered your chest, staggered back a few steps, and looked at me with disbelief. Blood had seeped from his chest.
I was relieved to see him dying. When my nerves slackened, my knees would fall down. I hurriedly held the tip of my sword to the ground and barely fell down. Please, what are you waiting for? I have always believed that I am unbeaten.
I laughed at what I had to make up. His blood is gradually solidifying. You are very strong. It’s a pity that you don’t know that vampires are immortal.
I look pale. How could I forget this? I should have beheaded myself.
Now that the fiction has breathed a sigh of relief, his breathing has returned to uniformity. Is it your turn to pour?
At least there is one thing I can do. I sighed. I think I have no strength to protect my brother, but there is little I can do.
What do you do? Make up your mind and mock me. Now you are like a paper man. A three-year-old child can push you down. What else can you do?
If you want to kill my brother, I firmly hope that fiction will step on my blood and walk over.
The first o three chapters said phase
Hehe, the fictional laughter is about to bring tears. His tears are playing with loyalty, right? You idiot are still playing with loyalty these days.
Don’t you believe in loyalty? I laugh. Then you must kill anything, but he is no threat to you.
That’s not the same as fiction. Looking at the sky, his eyes also reveal deep sadness. We brothers live in the dark together, full of disgust, but have to suck blood together and pray that we can regain our deep feelings after thousands of years. Fiction looks at me coldly. How can you understand it?
I realized that I suddenly felt that fiction was sad.
Oh, fiction cocked his head and looked at me again
I didn’t say anything more. He is really affectionate. He should know.
I believe fiction nodded heavily. They were involved in saving you at that time, and now you stand in front of me to protect him. Your feelings are already very valuable. It’s fiction and a wry smile. I’m sorry, so go to hell together.
Well, I nodded heavily, too. I know I don’t blame you. I would have done the same if my brothers were killed.
Fiction didn’t speak again. Black Mountain has gathered again in his hands.
HSS Yi Long songs sounded in the air, and I looked up and saw two dragons hovering around tall trees.
With the swish of two light rings, two figures have blocked my fiction.
If you want to touch my eldest brother, kill me first, looking at fiction with a frosty face alone.
Leng Mengzhe laughed at playing with a silver gun. This friend looks familiar.
The fictional pupils of two dragon knights have shrunk. It seems that I am in the wind today.
Retreat or fight, the lonely face is almost falling off.
Fiction nodded, and when I finished, I stared at me deeply and turned and disappeared behind the tree.
After the disappearance of fiction, however, the heavy burden collapsed to the soil fertility and scolded 1
Brother Leng Mengzhe came over and grabbed my shoulder. Go home. It’s not worth the old sacrifice if you do that.
Loneliness is also clear, and then three pairs of fiery eyes are gathered around me
It’s like a raging fire in my heart. I punched Leng Mengzhe with my last strength. I want to take a ride with you.
