The Secret of the Seal

The king of anger is "Liu Daren, these three people are obsessed with the fascination", I think it is still killing, so as not to be troublesome in the future!"

The **** king is a very stingy person. The last time, Lin Qingfeng did not personally send him the red lotus charm, which has already refuted his face and made him feel uneasy. Now they are being humiliated by Lin Qingfeng, and they are even more angry.

"The surname of Liu, to kill and kill! I am drunk monk will never be his **** king, the seller seeks honor and shameless!" Drunk monk "sex" Ge Haomai, at this time shouted at the king of God.

Although Lin Qingfeng and Jin Pingyue did not make such a statement, they were all determined to be dead and die. [

Liu Xiu probably did not expect that although the monks in the human world were weak, they also had a bone. After thinking about it, I waved three gods and broke into the body of Lin Qingfeng.

Lin Qingfeng’s three figures were violent, and they were exposed to pain. When the light was dispersed, they all discovered that they had been cultivated as if they were isolated from themselves, although they were still in their bodies, but they were not aware of them. Dominant.

The drunken monk is in a hurry. "The surname Liu, what did you do to us?"

Liu Xiu ignored him and turned to look at the king of God. Shen Shen said, "I have temporarily sealed their cultivation. You have detained them in your Tianshan Mountain. When I come back from Wushan Mountain, if they are still so obsessed." "I don't understand, then it's no wonder that my heart is hot."

The king of the gods, "Liu Daren, where is the use of trouble? These three guys are the hard-core elements in the Heavenly League. They are not ordinary loyal to the woman of the lord. They are not changing their minds. I can’t see it now. ......"

When the words of the king of the gods were not finished, they were interrupted by Liu Xiu’s sharp eyes. The face "color" squatted back to the side.

Liu Xiu turned to look at Fu Fengming, "Sister, you should be playing enough, let's go to business."

"Don't be a big man. I will hold a ceremonial ceremony tomorrow, and I hope you can stay and watch the ceremony." The king of God said in a hurry.

Liu Xiu snorted and snorted, "I am not interested." After that, he and Fu Fengming went together.

When Liu Xiuyi left, the eyes of Lin Qingfeng’s three men immediately slammed into the king of the gods, and all the eyes were filled with inexhaustible disdain. The God of God who looked straight was a guilty conscience.

"Look at what? Look at it, you deserve it!"

"Treason, villain!" Jin Pingyue was so sad that he hated his heart and sighed.

The **** king is on the air, waving his hand is a slap in the face, and a slamming sound, left five distinct fingerprints on Jin Pingyue's face. Jin Pingyue repaired all the losses, and could not resist. After eating such a slap in the face, it hurts and doesn't say that this humiliation is something she can't bear, and her eyes are about to spurt out the fire.

Lin Qingfeng and the drunken monk are more like two beasts. It’s a pity that they were sealed as seals. In addition to this, they have no way to take the king of God.

The gods looked at the three men with a sullen look, and snorted, "You guys, these three stubborn guys, are simply dead and asleep. Let you live a few more days, and when you return to the willows, you will be worth a thousand. Come here!"

Under the command of the gods, several white men rushed in.

"Take the three of them to me and throw them into the dungeon!"

In a short while, Lin Qingfeng was **** by Wuhua, and walked to the dungeon under the push of several white men.

"God king, you will not have a good end to do this!" Lin Qingfeng walked and squatted. [

The king of God did not take care of it, but his face was full of sneer, thinking in his heart, and when Liu Xiu came back, he must kill three people by hand.

“Mr. Lin?” Lin Qingfeng’s three people were pushed into the dungeon. From the cell opposite them, there was a slightly surprised call.

Lin Qingfeng turned his head and looked through the iron fence. He saw it in the opposite cell, and it was a red lotus charm. At this time, the red lotus charm is not wolf, the hair is scattered, and the iron chain made of four steels is tied to the hands and feet. The other one is deeply embedded in the stone wall. The body is covered with various scars. If it is not Lin Qingfeng’s eyesight is amazing, I really can't recognize it. Needless to say, after seeing the red lotus charm, after being arrested back to the Tianshan Mountains, the **** king must not torture her.

"This animal, even a little bit of merciful heart!" Seeing the appearance of the red lotus charm, Jin Pingyue is even more guilty of the **** king hate, can not help but open mouth.

"What's wrong? Don't want to live?" Jin Pingyue's voice just fell, a jailer who looked very fierce, and then walked over. Look at that, at best, it is the mid-level repair.

A small person like this did not even dare to look at Jin Pingyue in the past. At this time, there was no scruples of evil words, and Jin Pingyue’s heart could be imagined.

"You are a dog thief, so big courage!" Jin Pingyue, who was too angry, shouted loudly.

The jailer face "show" sullen smile, wrists shaking, a black "color" whip shadow, suddenly passed through the iron fence of the cell, and smashed to Jin Pingyue.

Jin Ping's subconscious mind has to raise his breath and counterattack. The spiritual power in the body is unmoved. Only then can he think that his cultivation has been sealed by Liu Xiu. When I was so delayed, I wanted to do other reactions, but it was too late. The whip of the jailer slammed into the body of Jin Pingyue, leaving a **** mark. Let Jin Pingyue can not help but hurt the straight frown.

After pumping Jin Pingyue, the jailer is still not satisfied, and the whip is up again, it is very fierce. The drunken monk saw the plane fast, and quickly dragged Jin Pingyue to the corner of the wall, and then used the body to protect the whole.

The cell is too small and completely shrouded in the whip of the jailer. In addition, the drunk monk has no other way. Jin Pingyue is fine, but all the whipes are all on the drunk monk.

A whip, it is a blood mark, the jailer congenital mid-level repair, if in peacetime, Jin Pingyue waved his hand to make it fly away, but now, but only for a period of abuse.

In the blink of an eye, behind the drunk monk is a mess. Even if the drunken monk is thick and thick, I can't help but sweat on my forehead.

"Enough!" Lin Qingfeng screamed, his face was "colorful" and he went to the jailer.

Although it was repaired as a seal, Lin Qingfeng’s momentum already exists. This anger caused the whip in the hands of the jailer to stop involuntarily.

Looked at Lin Qingfeng, the jailer said awkwardly, "This is the Tianshan Temple Dungeon. If you are not honest, the bitterness is still behind!" After leaving this sentence, the jailer hurriedly turned away.

"Monk, are you okay?" Lin Qingfeng returned to the side of the drunk monk, full of concern.

The drunk monk licked his teeth and smiled bitterly. "The strength of this turtle grandson is really not small, tnd!"