The Secret of the Seal

As Qin Zongheng fears, Huafengde is indeed determined to hold a death. When I think of him in front of Qin Dong and pleading for Hua Jiyuan, Hua Fengde’s heart is extremely shameful. I can’t wait to kill myself.

As soon as I rushed out, I saw that the wooden sword was screaming and screaming back and forth between the two masters of Qingu. One pair of eyes immediately became blood red. Like a bull, it rushed straight toward the wooden sword.

"Oh... Your Majesty, you are coming!" As soon as he saw Huafeng De, Mu Jian immediately opened his mouth and "lude" with a shameless smile.

With Huajiyuan's returning gun back, I haven't seen the shadow of Qin Dong yet. Mu Jian knows that Hua Jiyuan's guess is really good. When the mind is relaxed, it is a pleasure. [

Hua Fengde was too lazy to talk to Mu Jian, came to the front of the wooden sword, directly to the palm of his hand, and slammed it toward the chest of Mu Jian.

Huafeng Dexiu is not a drop, but it is also the peak of the day after tomorrow. The power of this palm is not to be underestimated. Just listening to the rumbling palm of the hand, in the blink of an eye, it was blown to the front of the wooden sword.

The wooden sword snorted and hurried back, but did not dare to fight back.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Mujian asked, anxiously.

Huafeng De is a slap in the face, just biting his teeth, one palm and one palm, with no gaps in the middle, and it is so rainy that he refuses to leave a wooden breather for the wood sword. Not to mention killing the wooden sword, watching Huafeng De that posture, I only want to smash the wooden sword.

Even if the repair of the wooden sword is higher than Huafengde's two realms, it can't stand the same thing as the same, and only attacked and stalked, not to mention that he still dare not fight back. After a storm attack, the wooden sword became more and more tight. Before I could go back and ask a few words, I must be careful now.

Being ruined by the "forced", Mu Jian's two palms are in a close, a strong palm, and suddenly spread out from his front, Huafeng Deton is like a lonely boat in the waves, in this palm In the wind, the swinging swing retreats a dozen steps.

"Your Majesty, you are crazy!" Mujian had some panting.

"Go to death!" Huafeng De spit out two words, and he was too lazy to say more, and a "揉" body rushed up.

The wooden sword is afraid of Huafengde, and can only stand up in shape, while hiding and heading back to Huajiyuan.

Huajiyuan was about to raise his hand and fly to an ancient master. He heard the sound of the clothes breaking behind the wind, and looked back at the police. He saw that the wooden sword was like a crow and fell from the air.

"Wooden sword, what are you doing!?" Huajiyuan thought that the wooden sword was to attack himself, and a pair of eyes flashed cold, and asked with anger.

After the wooden sword looked bitter, the color of the finger pointed to the body. Huajiyuan saw this. Huafengde, whose eyes were full of blood and flaming, was confusing and smashed like a madman. The man has not yet arrived, and a powerful palm of his hand has already covered the situation with overwhelming.

Huajiyuan rushed to the palm of his hand and unloaded Huafengde’s palms to the side. Then he’s a slap in the face, “Fengde, see clearly, I am you!”

"I killed you!" Hua Jiyuan's anger was echoed by Hua Fengde. This is the words from Huafeng De's mouth, let Hua Jiyuan's heart, as if it was thrown into the hail, cool and transparent.

"Fengde, you... what do you say?" Faced with Huafeng De's deadly palm, Huajiyuan did not respond at all, neither resisted nor diddid, just looking at Huafengde, asked dullly. .

"Hua Lao, be careful!" Mu Jian saw bad, quickly rushed up, holding Hua Jiyuan rolled aside.

Just heard a loud bang from the bang, just in the place where Huajiyuan stood before, there was a deep pit. It is conceivable that if it is not the speed of the wooden sword, Huajiyuan will not be able to live for a long time.

Huajiyuan turned his head and glanced at the deep pit. A pair of brows could not be tightened. Looking at Huafengde with a sad look, he whispered, "You...you really want to kill me? You are my son!"[

Hua Fengde also screamed and said, "Stop! I don't have the embarrassment of you like this! Even if I want to bear the bad name of my father for a lifetime, I must kill you today!"

Huafengde's words and sentences, like the spears, easily sifted a heart of Huajiyuan into a sieve.

"You... how can you do this to me?" Huajiyuan was not wronged, and even with tears, even tears flowed out.

"This is what you are looking for!" Huafengde no longer had a little fantasies about Huajiyuan, a roar, and the second palm started again. The power of this second palm is in no way inferior to the "color" in the first palm, and even to pass.

Huajiyuan sighed with a closed eye and waved a palm. The peak of the day after tomorrow and the peak of the congenital, can you speak the same day? Huajiyuan’s palm was just halfway through, and Huafengde’s whole person squirted blood and flew out.

This palm, although Hua Jiyuan is left in love, Huafeng De's injury is still not light. The blood in the mouth is like a spring. Let Hua Jiyuan see it, I don’t feel bad.

"Fengde, you... Why don't you understand your father's heart? This is a great opportunity for our Chinese family to sit on the mountain and be a generation of generations. I must not let it go!" Huajiyuan is almost used. In the tone of pleading, there is a slow desire in his eyes, and he is eager for Huafengde to understand his pains.

But useless! Hua Fengde, who had already taken the determination to die, did not listen to Hua Jiyuan’s words, struggled to stand up, and began to condense the third wave of attacks.

"Hua Lao, he is crazy, what should I do?" Mu Jian asked Hua Jiyuan.

Where can Huajiyuan know what to do? An old face, except for the pain, is disappointing.

Huafengde is undoubtedly the most outstanding talent of the Chinese family in the past 100 years. Huajiyuan has condensed all his hopes on him. It is no exaggeration to say that Huafengde is his half life. But at this time, he had to kill the killer. How can this not hurt him?

"吼!!!" screamed, rising from the mouth of Huafeng De, like a mad tiger, Huafeng De rushed to Huajiyuan.

"Fengde!" Huajiyuan also made a sigh and closed his eyes. At the same time, the palm of his hand was lifted up, and a strong force was exerted against the rushing Huafengde.

Zhizi Mo Ruofu! Hua Jiyuan is very clear, this one goes out, Hua Fengde's "sex" life is counted. After living so much, Huajiyuan never thought about it. One day, he would kill his son by himself, and he was the most appreciated and proud son. This taste will be as heartbreaking...