Doomsday Rise

The fat old man didn't let go of any forces. The family, chamber of commerce, and gangs robbed all over again. In the morning, most of the materials of the entire blue city were gathered to the south of the city. The major families, chambers of commerce and gangs dare not speak out. In fact, if there is only one fat old man, even if the other party is a blood-coating, the family will not let him be so arrogant, but there is a more unfathomable old man in the carriage, who did not come forward. However, the abyss-like atmosphere made every top expert palpitate and could not produce the idea of ​​shooting.

Restraint, and then restraint, money is just something outside the body, and you can come back after you go. This is the idea of ​​the family. Life and death are the key points. Face is nothing, nothing is, and survival is the most important thing.

The family keeps restraint, and others dare not to do it.

In fact, there are still many mysterious scattered masters in the blue city, but the fat old man is not stupid and did not rob this part of people. In fact, the scattered masters can't control much of the wealth. The fat old man has robbed all that can be robbed, and then returns to the south of the city and appears in the dark room.

The old carriage is outside the room. The lamb is a lame old horse. It is not very obvious. As long as it runs at a high speed, it will be a little lame, which is usually not found.

"Protection!" The fat old man was respectful. From entering this room, all his movements were cautious, and his speech was soft and breathless, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath. There is no such thing as dealing with the arrogance and randomness of the family and the chamber of commerce.

"cough!"

The old man on the chair curled up, his figure was thin, his hair was gray, and there were very few. The hairpins inserted were crooked and could fall at any time. The deep Zou Wen and the star's age spots show that the old man is very old, and the breath has a rotten taste.

"How?" He lifted his head slightly. It was this simple movement, as if consuming him a lot of energy and shortness of breath.

"It can be confirmed that the ruins are just below this small city." The fat old man's tone was a bit of excitement. Everywhere in this world's ruins, there is a piece of art.

Good luck this time, originally came to revenge Ku Rong, but I did not expect to encounter such a good thing, it is absolutely a surprise.

"The family and the chamber of commerce here are very selfish, and reporting to them is just a one-star ruin, so there are not many masters, which is just cheaper for us." The fat old man said again, in fact, many times, he likes the family. The family seems bright and upright, but in fact it is insidious and poisonous. It is precisely this total selfishness and hypocrisy that gives **** clothes an opportunity to take advantage of.

Bloodcoat teaches so many times from

Surviving in the encirclement and suppression, and resurgence, has nothing to do with this family style of doing things.

"How many stars do you think?" Hufa asked.

"Two stars!" The fat old man's breath was obviously a little bit quick, and there was a kind of uncontrollable excitement. If the ruins of the two stars can be obtained, even if it is only 10% or 20%, he can be promoted from Venerable to Guardian. Levels and benefits are limitless.

After so many years of blood-teaching, only two two-star ruins have been discovered. This is the third one.

"You are wrong!" Hufa glanced at him.

"Isn't it two stars?" The fat old man was suddenly topped by a pot of cold water, the whole body was cold, and his joy fell directly from heaven to hell, stuttering: "Am I... wrong?"

He is well aware of the strength of the law protector. If he says wrong, he must be wrong. The law protector will not be mistaken.

"Wrong." The law protector said again: "Not two stars, but three stars!"

"Uh...what?" The fat old man almost jumped up, because he was too excited, his voice was raised several times, and he immediately reacted to offend the law protection, and quickly made an insatiable guilt, but the inner excitement could not be suppressed. He thought that the protector said that he was wrong because the ruins had only one star instead of two stars.

Samsung, Samsung, turned out to be Samsung, so incredible!

A Samsung ruin is enough to create a church of this level of blood-teaching. He can't believe looking at the law protection, knowing that the law protection is not wrong, he still can't believe it.

"What are you happy about?" Hufa coughed twice, and said nothing politely: "Can you touch the Samsung ruins?"

"Subordinate... I see!" The fat old man was once again watered by cold water, the flame in his eyes went out instantly, and suddenly he was frustrated. The law of protection is right. The Samsung ruins are not something he can touch. The level of law of protection can easily fall in, not to mention him. It is estimated that even the entrance can not be entered.

"Protect the Fa, what shall we do now?" After all, the fat old man who experienced the big winds and waves quickly calmed his mind and returned to normal.

"Wait!" He closed his eyes when he finished speaking.

"Yes, the subordinates retire!" The fat old man understood the meaning of the law protector. The law protector did not intend to sue the general church. This means that the law protector was also very eager to see the Samsung ruins. If the law protector got the benefits, he could follow him and drink. Tang, thinking of this, he started to heat up again.

...

"There is a fire over there." Someone suddenly pointed to the east and shouted

Road. Others looked at it, and it turned out that the sky was dark red, giving a hot feeling.

"It doesn't seem to be on fire, there is no smoke!" Some people questioned.

"A big fire means that it is burning very vigorously, where is there smoke!"

"No, the flames are moving, like... coming towards the blue city!" The voice was surprised.

"I'm going, it's not flame, it's a flame mad lion, level five Warcraft, flame mad lion, quickly hit the drum and ring the bell, the Warcraft siege." The voice was full of fright.

"Wait--" A figure fell from the city lightning to the head of the city. It was a red guest. He lucked his eyes and shot a dazzling light. After a few breaths, he withdrew his gaze. The expression on his face flashed away: "No Warcraft siege, the flame mad lion has a master, there are people on his back!" Everyone was shocked.

After about twenty seconds or so, the flaming lion appeared outside the city, and his face was fiery. The people on the head of the city seemed to be in the furnace, which was uncomfortable, but this was not comparable to the inner shock. The fierce fierce fierce lion of the fifth class really has a master. He carries a young man with a rich **** on his back, and looks at the blue city leisurely. The expression looks like traveling in spring.

"Li Qingchuan, getting a pet is yozai. I will sit with a lion in the morning." When the voice sounded, it was still on the horizon. When the last word fell, the black dots quickly expanded and became a person. Has reached the city head.

Slender figure~www.readwn.com~Slightly thin, eyes like electricity, marble carved face, extremely fortitude, carrying a long sword, terrible breath filled, so many masters on the city head, no one dared to speak out .

"Wang Er, I gave you the mount, and I ended up in the stomach. I ate a few. You don’t want to spoil the pet." Li Qingchuan patted the flaming mad lion sitting down. , Flame also withdrew his body, and instantly became an ordinary big lion, Yuzaiyouzao walked through the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city gates watched indifferently, and didn't dare to put one fart.

This seemed to be the beginning, and in the following time, a terrible breath continued to come. Each breath represents a peerless master, some people are silent, some people are afraid that others don't know, the turbulent weather is covering the city, and the storm is surging. From time to time thunder and light, from time to time storms, heavy breath like tsunami waves, wave after wave.

At night, a huge convoy was ushered outside the Blue City, with riders in front, riders in the back, and horse carriages in the middle, for miles. A large flag tens of meters high hunts in the wind and can be seen clearly in a far place. There is an ancient font on it: Ji!

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