Martial God

When He Yiming walked out of the street, the face on his face had completely changed.

At this moment, no matter from which angle he looked at the burning novel network, it is like Chen Yantao's 40-year-old strong man, and even his son has risen out of thin air.

When he left the shop, he took a long gown with his hand, and his body was specially pulled up according to the gown, so it looked very fit.

Although he has practiced osteotomy, he can easily do this step, and he has a great relationship with his innate realm.

Fan Haoyue walked on the street without any precautions. Don't say that they didn't even know that there was such a comet behind them, even if they knew it, but how could they escape the tracking of an innate powerhouse.

Speeding up the pace, and a few times He Yiming rushed to the front of the three.

He turned around and went from the other shop's small wine shop [Chen Yantao bought a pot of inferior wine, then sprinkled some on the clothes, and walked in the opposite direction.

At a street, he paused and his eyes seemed to be blurred.

The heart slowly counts, but the ears are watching the footsteps of the three roads.

When the strength reached her point. A touch of light from the ear. You can judge a lot of things.

Although He Yiming did not know the purpose of Fan Haoyue's three people, he was able to feel the direction of the next moment in the next three steps.

The depth of the person's footsteps, the extent of the desire to turn and go straight is actually extremely subtle. The average person can't feel it naturally, but if the congenital strong one pays attention to it, it is really easy to distinguish it.

Perhaps some people who have been trained for a long time can do this. But the strongest innate realm can be done easily through their own strength. This kind of skill. That is far from what ordinary people can imagine.

Just as at this moment, He Yiming is dead and Fan Haoyue will be straight and average.

Finally, his mouth overflowed with a mischievous smile, and the footsteps rushed out of the street.

"boom……"

Fan Haoyue was on his way, passing through a street mouth [Chen Yantao, from the inside, he stumbled out and there was a drunk man who was obviously drunk.

He frowned and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but somehow, his sudden appearance seemed to be difficult to hide no matter which direction he evaded.

The thought was just a flash in his mind, but it did not attract his special attention.

Raised his foot, he wanted to smash the past. Then at this time, his support feet were indeed inexplicably slippery, so the other foot was naturally hollowed out. Not only that, but his people also collided with the drunkard.

The two attendants behind Fan Haoyue reflected agility. When Fan Haoyue was about to fall, he took the lead and helped him.

"Young master, young master..."

The two attendants were worried about calling ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seems that this collision is not light.

However, the drunkard who is hitting people is holding his head. Where is the snow and snow, it is obviously not much better than the two young masters.

Fan Haoyue shook his head and seemed to be awake, but he immediately regretted why he was awake. This collision is not so good, even the shackles that hit him are all faint.

His heart was furious, and he looked forward, and the drunkard was already wobbled and turned, and his expression was innocent and innocent.

"You, you... why, hit, hit me?"

Fan Haoyue only felt a bit of a bad breath. It’s always only him [Chen Yantao swears at others, why do some people dare to marry him?

"Hit, call me, hit me..." The voice filled with resentment burst out of the coldness of the teeth.

The two attendants looked at each other, one of them continued to support Fan Haoyue, and the other did a bitter smile and took a few steps forward.

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