Heroic Death System

The devil invites him to hurt the heavens every day. It can still mean that he is under great pressure. He can hide and hide. He can’t hide and become a mushroom. He grows quietly in a certain place. Dark corners.

Seeing that he was so "stubborn", he did not insist, but went out to "forage" alone. When he came back with a sigh of relief, he was still shocked. The reason why he was shocked was not to be afraid. On the contrary, he seemed to smell the delicious atmosphere. The body of the magical dragon jumped, and the pores of the whole body were opened.

He said: "If you don't want to learn from others, then I will do it for you."

He only needs to collect some fine elements every time, don't absorb them for a while, and then come back to practice with the small mushrooms. The small mushroom is a strange monster, and the double healed with him also got a small amount of demon, which can easily absorb the essence of ordinary people. Although these qualities are not high quality, they are worth a lot of money and are easy to eat.

"Small mushroom, it becomes a human form." Knead the pinch of the soft mushroom head.

Still can't move.

"If you don't shape, I will put you in your mouth, and you can double-repair."

Contain, in, mouth, inside! Do you want to be so heavy? The still body trembled, struggling for a moment, and finally turned into a human form.

He hugged him, a spin, sitting on a stone bed, skillfully putting his legs on his waist.

The two men folded down and intimately crossed the neck.

The smell of cockroaches is still very much liked. To be precise, it should be that his magic Dan likes it, just like a bee sees nectar, the delicious temptation is hard to resist.

However, even if it is hard to resist, he can't let the scorpion go smoothly.

The chin was lifted and a spur of the air was taken into his mouth. After dozens of minutes, the gas was completed, and Yongzheng was about to withdraw, but he was still able to hold his neck and cover his lips. A slippery tongue plunges into his teeth and shuns shun, even if he feels the vitality of his body is quickly lost.

Is the little mushroom sucking his spirit? I was amazed, and holding his waist with both hands did not stop.

Still fascinating as silk, trying to **** shun, soft white hair gently floating, from time to time sweeping the eyebrows. As the absorption of more and more essence, the graceful appearance has become more and more fascinating, the gemstones under the eyes are shining and shining.

Seeing that my source of vital energy was lost, I intended to push this greedy little mushroom, but after hitting his eyes, he stopped.

Give me everything to you - in the eyes of the fair, clearly reveal such information, strong and firm.

[Hey, I am repairing the devil for you, accepting the punishment for you, and even willing to give you life, just ask you not to fall into the magic path and harm the soul. 】

Picking up his eyes, the big hand follows the still back and slowly moves to his back neck. Just gently twist it and let him get a lesson.

[Hey, the way to practice is tens of millions. Why do you have to choose the magic road that is not allowed in heaven and earth? 】

I don't understand why the little mushroom always wants to stop him from repairing the devil? He doesn't think there is anything wrong with the demon, let alone cultivate with the little mushrooms.

It is still possible to stop absorption and the body is saturated. He licked it on his lips, like a taste. The small tongue, sliding over his lip line, brought out a silver thread.

Because the absorption of the essence is too much, it is instinctively close to you, and the gestures are full of temptations, like cat claws, gently scratching the heart. The inclusiveness and warmth of this man can be integrated into his soul without reservation.

The heart of the lake is rippling, the lower abdomen is tight, and a flame is gradually ignited in the eyes.

Still tempted for a while, suddenly did not move, it seems to wake up. He looked at the two men's postures and made a silent cry: Nima, is he tempting? No, no, this is not his original plan. He just wanted to absorb all the spirits and real elements of the cockroaches until he dismissed the sorcerer and then returned.

After the human self-cultivation is scattered, as long as the roots are not destroyed, they can be re-cultivated. But it is not good, for example, he, once he has done it, will be immediately returned to its original shape and become an ordinary mushroom. Therefore, he has no chance even if he wants to rebuild, otherwise things will be much simpler. With the body of the Faerie and the double repair, it is a matter of course.

During the meditation, the body suddenly hangs, and then is heavily pressed on the stone bed, driving straight into the, and began a fierce impact movement.

This time, there was no accidental cultivation, just a "simple" movement, wild and primitive, which was completely different from the first time. There may be a thrill at that time, but there is no such strong desire to drive...

The two have been tossing until the next day. If it is not possible to change back to the original shape in time, someone who is full of energy may still last for several days and nights.

He wore a long gown on his body, revealing a large and powerful chest muscle with several small scratches on it. He looked at the wall lazily, staring at the small mushroom in the corner, his legs between his desires, and his unsatisfied appearance.

I still feel that my own routine is falling out, and the behavior of the two seems to be out of control. However, as long as you are willing to continue to let him "suck", there is hope for salvation. With the repair of 阎戮, up to three or five times, you can dissipate the magic power and re-cultivate.

It is a pity that if the will of the shackles is so easy to shake, it will not become the great demon king of the subversion of the realm.

In addition to being more intimate, he is still not tempted to absorb other people's fine elements. Still not willing to double with him, he did not urge, from time to time to split out some of the fine elements, used to "feed" his little mushrooms, seems to be a pleasure.

Still have to change the strategy, then as long as he goes out to eat, he will follow, try to stop his excessive killing. It’s just that a small amount of other people’s sperm is not harmful.

I don't care about the mess of small mushrooms, but I feel that he is very interesting for his own care.

He is not particularly attached to the repair of the devil, the only reason for not wanting to break the work is the small mushroom. If you change your own way, can you not "double repair" with the small mushroom? That will inevitably lead to a lot less fun. So, continue to repair the magic.

If you let you know that you have become the reason for insisting on the practice of repairing the devil, you will be depressed and vomiting blood.

"There are more and more people who have suffered serious losses in the recent years." A Tsing Yi Taoist looked at the village not far away. The villagers were black and indifferent, obviously not the normal color of the normal people.

The white man around the Tsing Yi Road man closed his eyes and probed for a moment. He said: "It should be a demon thing, and there is a demon residue in the air."

Tsing Yi Road people cold channel: "Notify all the friends, be sure to pay attention to the enchanting whereabouts, can not let him continue to be a disaster. With his speed of extracting the essence, it is estimated that it will take less than a few hundred years to build a climate, then deal with it. It’s late.”

The white man nodded: "The brothers are saying very much."

Similar scenes have appeared in the towns hundreds of miles away.

"Wenjie, this demon, is it the same as the strangeness encountered in the summer Liangcheng?" Qing Chongdao people stared at Yu Wenjie with cold eyes.

Yu Wenjie smiled bitterly: "Yes."

"Hey!" Qing Chongdao people sternly said, "If the day is not your pleading, how can I let him go, how can these people suffer such a bitter fruit?"

Yu Wenjie bowed his head and said nothing. Although he did not want to believe it, the facts were in front of him. He could not find a reason for excusing himself.

"You draw the picture of the strange one and distribute it to the disciple. If you find his trace, look back immediately."

"……Yes."

You can go all the way to the west, and you will collect the essence when you pass. If it is not possible to obstruct it, I am afraid that even a live alive will not stay.

The two did not know that their behavior had attracted the attention of many comprehensions. A large number of people were searching for their traces. More precisely, they should be searching for the traces that were still acceptable.

On this day, the two found a hidden place for a temporary rest.阎戮 cultivation, can still protect the law.

Still studying the method of refining in the jade slip, I heard that there seems to be a change in the outside.

He let go of the gods and followed the sounds and found that dozens of comprehensions were flying in the distance.

At first, they didn't care. They only passed by, but they saw one of them holding a strange magic weapon. The magic weapon shot a beam of light and pointed to the cave where he and his beggar were.

Later, he found several familiar figures in the group, such as Yu Wenjie and Qing Chongdao, and realized that they might be directed at themselves.

I can still look back at the squats that are still being submerged, then grow up, fly out of the ban, and quickly plunder in the other direction.

"On the other side!" There was a shouting behind him, and even with the sound of a broken air, dozens of swords and shadows followed.

"Heroes, see where you are going to escape!" One long, one short, two-handed flying sword cut through the sky, like a meteor, usually shot toward the back.

The acquainted repairs were also promoted by the shackles of the shackles, and they were improved, and they were able to escape the attack of Feijian flexibly.

However, the flying sword seemed to have a sense of knowledge, swiftly swung, and once again attacked Shang, and sealed his way.

Dozens of comprehensions in the back immediately caught up and surrounded the Shangke group...

In the cave, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes swept away, and he did not see the familiar figure. There is an unpredictable hunch in his heart. When the body bounces, he quickly rushes out of the cave and follows the pleasing atmosphere.

In the distance, the sword and the sword are murderous.

Under the siege of dozens of people, it was bruised and bruised.

"Heroes, if you keep your duty, stay away from the world and practice hard, there will be no end today." A Taoist righteously learned the lesson.

It is still known that these people have counted the faults they have committed on his head. He cannot explain and does not want to explain. In fact, he has already had some strengths. No matter how he obstructs, how to induce, how to make trouble, he can only help to reduce the killing, and can not let him change his evil spirits. He is like a thousand years of ice, even if he burns his life, he can't melt him.

Never ending, hopelessly, I feel that I am reaching the limit.

But he did not want to give up, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he also wanted to stick to the end.

A few swords of light came to the scene, and in his clear eyes, a beautiful sword flower bloomed. The line of sight gradually blurred, and he seemed to see the familiar figure flying from the sky.

When he arrived, he just saw that he could still be worn by a few flying swords. The blood spattered and his eyes were red.

Small mushroom!

His body suddenly stopped, stiff in the air, watching the little mushroom fall into the pool of blood.

"Hey brother?" Yu Wenjie found sly and hesitated to say hello.

"What is going on here?" The face was expressionless and the voice was cold.

Yu Wenjie took the bitterness and explained: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Oh, no response.

Yu Wenjie continued: "Recent people in many towns have been sucked away by the elite, and the body is weak. The chaos left a demon, and the Taoist followers followed this demon and found the good. ”

It’s not that they find it acceptable, but they can deliberately let them find it, and then lead them away, just to protect him as the true initiator.

He quietly stared at the blood in the pool, and there seemed to be a violent gas in the body.

Yu Wenjie’s expression suddenly changed, and he felt a dangerous breath from his body. The subconscious moved back, and the result was a step later. His body flashed and appeared in the back of Yu Wenjie. He immediately saw a sword body piercing from his chest. He was too late to make a living.

His eyes are cold and indifferent, standing in the sky, with a savage sword, pointing to someone at the place...

After an hour, he pulled an arm and stepped on the blood of a place, walking to the side of Shang Ke.

The blood-stained fingers gently crossed the face of Shang Ke, and there was still room temperature.

"Little mushroom..." whispered.

The acceptable eyelashes fluttered a few times, and the eyes were half-closed. Just opened the mouth, and a lot of blood was poured out from the mouth.

I wanted to fight for it at the end, so I couldn’t help myself. Look at the flesh and blood around this piece of debris, it is estimated that this time is completely no play.

Still looking at you, vaguely seeing a strange wave in his eyes, like fear, but also confused.

It seems that he still has some weight in his heart...

The fascinating consciousness is gradually blurred, his eyes are closed, and he is completely immersed in darkness.

Just at the moment he closed his eyes, a golden light suddenly appeared on the right chest. The golden seed that was given by the immortal fairy rooted in the light, and soon became a red-red flower, slowly blooming in his chest, and the flower shape was awe-inspiring. It is generally the same as the redness of the sky.

As the flower blooms, the acceptable body begins to shrink and turns into a mushroom shape, which is then wrapped in layers of flowers in the air, turning into a red flower bone, gently falling on the palm of the skull...