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The third thousand six hundred and ninety-two chapters of the first show of all ages

"This slut is here too?"
When Long Chen heard the voice, he was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that Mo Nian was also in this area.
But since he is in this area and has been making trouble for so long, why didn't this kid come out to meet?
"Dangdangdang..."
"Bang bang bang..."
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of gongs and drums, and more than a dozen strong men were together, beating and beating. After a while, the leader was the leader and shouted loudly:
"In front of Wuliang Mountain, in front of Wuliang Mountain, in the vast pine trees outside Wuliang Gate, the genius chasing dreams will never have a way out, and when they meet the ink thoughts, they will become empty."
Then there was another wave of dam and bang, and Long Chen looked at it from beginning to end, but he didn't see Mo Nian at all.
"Damn it, it's so noisy. Are there people in your family dead? Is it called mourning?" Someone couldn't stand this voice and couldn't help but curse.
But letting others curse, these people still had a sad face, whining and beating all the way, repeating the limerick repeatedly.
"Damn it, knock me to smash your head again." A strong man couldn't stand it anymore, holding a big knife in his hand, blocking their way.
"puff"
The powerful sword-holding man had just appeared, and the man screaming loudly suddenly grew a knife in his hand, and a sword pierced through the sky, as fast as lightning. One arm of the powerful sword-holding man was cut off.
The powerful sword-holding man was shocked and angry. If he hadn't been avoiding fast just now, the sword would have split him into two pieces. Who would have thought that this person who was like a fool would be a master.
"Get out of your mother's egg, do you think I'm willing to scream? If I hadn't been cursed, would it be so embarrassing?
Damn, whoever you dislikes me? Just try killing me? Just ask if you dare?" The man screamed, his voice full of anger and grievance.
"laugh"
The man reached out torn the robe on his body and exposed his upper body. When people saw his body, even a strong man like Long Chen took a breath of air conditioning.
There was a strange hole in this person's chest, almost the size of a human fist, and there was a black air surging constantly. The black air contained an endless breath of death.
Looking closely at the black gas, there seemed to be a furry thing crawling inside, but it was not clear. This scene made people feel numb.
"Damn, I was cursed by someone. Now I am not as good as death. If you kill me, I have wanted to die long ago, but I don't have the courage to commit suicide. Come and kill me, I can't ask for it.
If you kill me, the curse will be transferred to you. Do you want to try it?" The man's voice was crying and yelling. His hysterical appearance was almost crazy and frightening.
"That's a corpse curse! What a cruel method!"
Someone exclaimed and recognized the origin of the black fog on the man's chest. Obviously the man knew that this move was very terrifying.
"Damn, I'm embarrassed to go to my grandma's house. I have to recite this broken poem all day long. If I don't recite it, I will kill the corpse and the soul will be poisoned and will be in pain.
Not only do I need to recite, but also in places with many people. The more people I listen to, the less pain I can relieve.
If you don't like me, just do it directly. We don't want to live anyway." After the man said that, the person behind continued to knock and beat, and then the man continued to scream:
"In front of Wuliang Mountain, in front of Wuliang Mountain, in the vast pine trees outside Wuliang Gate, the genius chasing dreams will never have a way out, and when they meet the ink thoughts, they will become empty."
People looked at them with a sad face, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and they were all cursed, and people were both surprised and funny.
People used to think these people were annoyed, but now they think these people were very interesting. I don’t know what the person who cursed them wanted to do.
"Brother, it's almost time to put the shadow jade on it!" A strong man who was playing drums behind reminded.
"Buzz"
The void trembled, and a piece of jade left behind was released, and then people saw a big fat man and a little fat man.
When people saw that fat man, countless older generation strong men changed their faces and exclaimed:
"Empadda, the Lord of the Blood Killing Hall."
Enpuda is known to countless older generation strong men. This is an extremely sinister killer. In order to seek purpose and do not compromise, he is called the despicable murderer Enpuda.
Some older generation strong men hated and feared him. Now that they saw his scene, many people became nervous in an instant.
They didn't know if this was the prelude to Enpuda's murder. You know, the way Enpuda killed people was unpredictable. Maybe he used these weird people to attract other people's attention. For a moment, countless people felt a chill on their backs.
People all noticed that fat man, only Long Chen, Xia Chen and Guo Ran, and recognized the fat man at a glance. The man was Mo Nian.
"Bang"
Suddenly, a sound of sound broke out, and in the picture, Mo Nian held a shovel in his hand and slapped firmly on Enpuda's face.
"What?"
All the strong men present were shocked and looked disbelief. Someone actually slapped Enpuda in the face.
The strangest thing is that in that scene, a little fat man squatted on the ground, Enpuda poked his head out of the soil, and was slapped on his face with a shovel, and he drew a huge pit with the soil.
Just when people were still shocked by the scene just now, the man had already put away the jade and continued to knock:
"In front of Wuliang Mountain, in front of Wuliang Mountain, in the vast pine trees outside Wuliang Gate, the genius chasing dreams will never have a way out, and when they meet the ink thoughts, they will become empty."
"Hey, little brother, please stay and let your image jade be put again." An old man stopped them.
But the man's eyes rolled and said, "One hundred thousand immortal king crystals, you can buy them back and put them on as you like!"
"You can buy 100,000 Immortal King Crystal. You can buy 100,000 Immortal King Crystals with one 100,000 Immortal King Crystals. Why don't you grab it?" The old man was furious.
"Then you go buy 100,000 yuan, don't stop me, I'm going to continue working, Wuliang in front of Wuliang Mountain..." The man sneered, ignored the old man and continued to move forward.
"Damn it, give me one." Even though he knew he was slaughtered, the old man finally paid 100,000 immortal king crystals. The man immediately accepted the immortal king crystal with a smile.
"Smile, you deserve to be cursed by someone like this." The old man took Liu Yingyu, felt very upset and cursed.
The man seemed to be used to being scolded, and was not angry. He took the money and left directly. He continued to walk deep into Zi Yantian. Looking at their backs, people wondered if this guy's curse was fake and deliberately came out to cheat money.
However, the photo jade is indeed true. People repeatedly saw that Enpuda was slapped with a shovel. When Enpuda was beaten, the king of world Shenhui and the aura of faith appeared. That was not something that could not be pretended to be.
Seeing people whispering around the old man's shadow jade, Guo Ran couldn't help but sigh: "I'm still inferior to Mo Nian in the art of pretending. Perhaps, only the boss can suppress him."
"I'm not interested!" Long Chen rolled his eyes and said.
"Puff puff puff..."
Suddenly, blood rains in the distance shocked the sky, and the sound of blowing and beating seemed to be cut off by a knife. Long Chen and others were shocked and just saw that the group was killed. At the same time, Long Chen and others also exclaimed at the same time, with an incredible look on their faces:
Chapter completed!
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