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Chapter 13 The Enemy Was Violently Beaten, Mubai Ruan Crisis

Chapter Thirteen: Beating the Enemy Violently, Mubai Ruan Crisis

Early the next morning.

After Wang Ming’s cultivation was over overnight, he walked out of the house early and went to find a sign-in location to sign in.

Running all the way, he chose to sign in in the woods of the back mountain.

“Ding! Kuqinglin successfully signed in and won the Heavenly Grade Cultivation Technique, Fallen Leaves Hongchen.”

The sudden burst of top-quality equipment made Wang Yuan happy.

“It’s all right, then I can choose to sign in in various groves in the future. The magic sect is so big, it will be enough for me to sign in for several years.”

In fact, it worked for decades, depending on whether he was good at discovering.

After absorbing the fallen leaves and red dust.

Wang Yuan’s expression was abruptly startled, looking a little bit. Myocardial infarction.

“This Cultivation Technique is not right, it’s fucking up, it’s useless to practice it!” He was depressed and felt that a sign-in was wasted.

Although Falling Leaf Hongchen is a top-grade Cultivation Technique, its characteristics are only for women, and it is also cultivated by men, and finally transfer power to the woman he loves most.

For Wang Yuan, this is very painful.

Daddy can’t even take care of himself, you have to make me waste time to give to others, even if it is for my future daughter-in-law. But this is also very stomachache!

In other people’s novels, the woman gives the man to the man. Why did it turn around when I got here?

My crossing is a gift from Taobao.com, there are pits everywhere!

With this miserable feeling, Wang Yuan sighed again and again, and went around, feeling that some brains were short-circuited.

“Oh, it’s just a gift. I will practice again when I’m free, and I don’t know who I will fall in love with in the future.” He muttered to himself as he walked.

“Hehehe”

A strange laugh suddenly sounded.

It’s like a hungry gangster who smiles lustfully at a beautiful little girl.

Hearing this, Wang Yuan instantly got goose bumps.

“Where did the fly come from?” The laughter broke him, his eyes condensed, and then he caught a breath.

This breath didn’t seem to have the slightest intention of avoiding it, and it started to gradually approach where he was.

Dark shadows flashed into the field of vision.

Wang Yuan looked at it and found that the other person’s appearance was actually the same as his own.

He was very embarrassed about this. Someone imitated my face and walked in front of me with great fanfare.

Is this kind of TM idle?

Don’t you let go of the boss?

You can’t have a good chance, do a big vote, for example. Master of Disguise Demon Cult?

Why am I so cautious, and still find me in trouble?

“Where are you? I don’t know that my handsome face is not something that a dwarf like you can imitate?” Wang Yuan squinted, his heart filled with resentment, and his tone was ironic.

One said that Wang Yuan is now 187 meters tall, and the opponent is only about 1.7 meters, so it is not too much to say that he is short.

Because of Luoye Hongchen’s Cultivation Technique, he was already a bit angry.

Then suddenly a second force imitated his face suddenly appeared. All of a sudden, he felt a little arrhythmia and wanted to find something to vent.

Now that there is no one around, it is a good place to do evil.

“Hey hey, kid, you are bad luck when you meet me, don’t worry, I won’t kill you right away.” He grinned, his expression extremely sick.

Wang Yuan looked at this face that was indistinguishable from himself, and was making an extremely social expression. The feeling of wanting to slap him could no longer be suppressed.

The ghostly shadow step is used, and the ghostly figure makes the other party too late to react.

Snapped!

As soon as he approached the opponent, he raised his hand to a big mouth, and half of his face was flushed and swollen.

“Pretend, right? You won’t kill me, are you? You’re so jealous, aren’t you? What are you? Why do you use my face? Talk!”

Bang bang bang bang! …

While Wang Yuan was talking, a set of big-mouthed combos instantly hit the opponent, bewildered.

Ninety-nine beats per second, all the afterimages are shot, and the opponent is not good at it, and it can’t stand it.

Li Erhe watched the slap in contact with Own’s face. From the strong stimulation at the beginning, to now feel Own’s face, he has completely lost consciousness.

No, there is no good land on the whole face, it is all swollen, and his eyes are almost covered by the ups and downs visible to the naked eye. What a misfortune!

“Don’t… fight, who are you?” Li Erhe and Naoren trembled, and they stuttered.

As a descendant of the Yellow Springs of the Sun Moon Demon Sect, he should have a very good force.

After learning that his ancestors had reappeared in the world, he immediately responded to the call and joined the plan to subvert the Sun Moon Demon Cult.

As the Third Stage of the Tongxuan Realm, he never expected that he would kick the iron plate as soon as he shot.

Thinking of hiding the partner can cross the sea without hiding it, and it can also poison the enemy.

However, who is actually better than me, a master of the Profound Realm of three hundred years of cultivation?

Who will believe this?

Do you believe it?

I definitely don’t believe it!

I don’t believe it either!

However, TM reality is so fucking, this kind of mythological bridge has been encountered by myself.

Thinking of this, Li Erhe’s heart trembled.

“Don’t talk nonsense, just tell me what your purpose is, don’t say anything, I will just kill you.” Wang Yuan’s men kept venting their inner anger very frantically.

“puff!”

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, Li Erhe’s eyes were numb, only a buzzing sound ran around in his mind, and no other sound was heard.

All had internal injuries.

Pulling his mouth to take out the internal injury, this is no one.

“That’s TM? Don’t learn from others if you don’t have the strength.” Wang Yuan said with disdain.

Then he quickly took out the keel gun, a shot through his head, and sent him back to the west.

Wang Yuan is not a living Bodhisattva.

He is very clear about own.

Daddy is a magician, a villain.

I don’t have the habit of saving the lives of my enemies.

As the saying goes, to be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to own.

This sentence is very realistic and true.

Live Bodhisattva or let the heroes of the novel do it.

I just want to live safely.

This belief has never changed.

After killing Erqi, Wang Yuan’s mood suddenly refreshed a lot.

The time now is nine quarters in the morning.

Although it was not time to go to work in the clerk’s room, he went anyway.

Because of the large number of orders, he had to work overtime early.

“My damn craftsmanship.” Wang Yuan complained in his heart, pacing towards the husband’s room.

at the same time.

In each corner of the Demon Cult, the same incident as Wang Yuan just appeared was quietly happening.

But the difference is that the dead are replaced by another person.

And the people who died were almost all people who had no identity, and no one was able to find out.

Ten days have passed since then.

Some of the high-ranking existences in the Demon Cult were replaced by some people, and they still did not attract the attention of the higher-ups.

Thirty days have passed.

On this day, Mu Bairuan was heading to the husband’s room to give Wang Yuan some items needed for cultivation.

Forest path.

She walked around arbitrarily and seemed to be in a good mood.

But at this moment.

Five demonic soldiers stood in front of her.

“Holy Maiden, please go into the earth”