dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Don't look at Bai Qi who has no choice but to be trapped by the scourge, but facing Panhu is another look.

"Fight more with less? Panhu, you are not worthy!!"

"If you are sensible, get out before Bai has changed his mind, or you will be killed without mercy!"

After speaking, he slowly took a step forward.

It was this simple step, and in Panhu's eyes, it was like a mountain of knives rolling towards him.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the serious injury of Quan Feng's private parts, and the champion Hou and Wu Mourning Heavenly King watching over him, he really wouldn't be afraid of a killing god.

But now the situation is stronger than others, so I can only swallow my anger.

"Okay, today the ancestor of Japan will give Shashen a face, and let the little beast go for now!"

"Remember, Lizi, the time we meet next time is your death date!!"

When did the scourge suffer, especially on the mouth.

Hearing this, he immediately retorted.

"Aren't you stupid, old bastard? If you give face to Brother Bai, don't you feel ashamed?!"

"And our brother Bai still has a shameless face...you are so wicked, old bastard, why are you scolding brother Bai in a corner?!"

"Brother Bai, you can bear it?! Anyway, if I specify that I can't bear it! At least I have to beat the old bum until he becomes paralyzed and incontinent!!"

"For the rest of my life, I will have to rely on a wheelchair to walk!"

While Chen Daji was "sowing discord", he intentionally slanted his mouth and eyes, six on his left hand and seven on his right, and dangled around with one leg dragging.

The Sirius cavalry looked amusing, but due to the majesty of the killing god, they tried their best to hold back their smiles.

After all, his own major general brought along with him... Erpilian...

On the other hand, the Qihuo army had no taboos, and they all leaned forward and back together with a smile.

They are a group of people begging for a living in troubled times, but they don't care about any bullshit rules.

Speaking of rules, there is only one rule in the begging army: Whoever refuses to let us live, let him die first!

It is precisely because of such a market character that they will get closer and closer to Chen Daji from now on.

In the words of Hui Lao Liu, it means "smells like each other".

In the end, the begging army became one of the biggest backers of the "Street Liuzi Army".

......

Seeing being provoked by the disaster, the killing god looked at him more and more unkindly, how could Panhu dare to speak harshly again.

He didn't want to "confess" inexplicably in this barren mountain.

With a cold snort, he was about to turn around and leave, but was pulled back by the disaster.

"You can go, old bastard, but you have to return the baby to us first!"

Panhu thought that Mr. Chen was deliberately embarrassing himself, so he asked with a cold face.

"Zhu Zi, don't talk nonsense, when will my ancestor take your treasure..."

Before he could finish speaking, Panhu suddenly realized: No, the big summer sparrow is still stuck in his ass.

And as far as the current situation is concerned, if I don't "return" the knife, I will definitely not be able to get away.

So he turned his heart horizontally, grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand and pulled it outward.

There was only a puff of red and yellow things gushing out.

Fortunately, the scourge saw that the situation was not good and dodged quickly, otherwise he would fly all over his face and body.

Don't forget that the owner of the dog seal is more than two meters tall!

Panhu endured the severe pain and threw Daxia Longque at Chen Daji's feet, wanting to "go on the road" again with grief and indignation on his face.

But before he could take a step, he was grabbed by the scourge who was covering his nose with one hand.

"Old bastard, are you playing tricks?! There are more!"

"What else?! Little bastard, are you endless?!"

"Is it true that I am a patriarch so I can be bullied?!" Panhu's face twitched in grief and indignation.

This "movement" suddenly made my teeth bark in pain...it really did.

The little fascist's horn helmet is still pierced on his nose...

After being humiliated one after another, Panhu didn't even think about it, and stretched out his hand and pulled off the horned helmet.

Not only the steel helmet was pulled down, but half of Panhu's nose was also pulled down.

Produced by a big plan, that piece is not a wicked boutique.

Those barbs on the "horns" are not decorations...

Enduring the severe pain, he dropped the "steel helmet" and Banla'er's big nose, and without saying a word, Panhu immediately ran into the distance.

To be honest, Patriarch Quanfeng was afraid at this time, afraid of this wicked young man in front of him.

I was afraid that if I stayed for another second, I would still get hurt.

If Panhu makes a New Year's wish now, I hope the world will be free from disasters from now on...

The rest of the people looked at Panhu's retreating back in embarrassment, and sighed that he was indeed a major general.

The dignified ancient ruler was treated so miserably by him...it should be!

This makes the wicked have their own grind!

Our major general is truly the tyrant of evil!