Chapter Fifty-Two: The Mystery of the Corpse Names Mrs. Qin
Legend of the Fantasy World -Chapter 52 The Lost of the Corpse, named Mrs. Qin
I do n’t know what wood is used for the lacquer carving wooden door of this nightclub. The quality is surprisingly good. How problems do some people hit it on it?
The small gun was attacked by Yue Yingfeng's move without reservation. Humming hummed, as if he went up, like a person, his eyes showed a beast -like light, and he rushed to Yue Yingfeng again.
"Little cannon, come back!" Jiang Xuebin looked at his face and hurriedly stopped.
However, this corpse cannon seemed to be a demon, and was no longer controlled by Jiang Xuebin. He desperately only determined that Yue Yingfeng was the enemy, and he vowed to tear the opponent into fragments to take a rest.
Yue Yingfeng's face was cold, and he also found the weirdness of the corpse. His hands and feet hit the corpse flying out several times, and his brows frowned.
"Aren't you the owner of the corpse?" Yue Yingfeng drank suddenly.
"I ... this ... no, I don't know what the corpse you are talking about is, Xiao Bao is a subordinate, not a corpse." Jiang Xuebin was panicked, and he insisted on his own remarks.
"I don't know how to repent when I die, you just wait to die." Yue Yingfeng scolded the iron and steel, turned and returned to his seat, reached out to hold Ran Xueqi, and then sat down by himself.
The child put it on his own knee, as if everything happened around him had nothing to do with him again.
Jiang Xuebin was scolded by Yue Yingfeng in the clouds and fog, but soon he reacted, because the small cannon that was hit by Yue Yingfeng several times suddenly ran away.
A low "snoring" sound of a low beast.
With a loud sound of "", the small cannon's fingers were long, leaving several visible bone wounds on Jiang Xuebin's arm.
"Ah, little cannon, what are you doing?" Jiang Xuebin screamed like a pig killing, and asked as he dodged.
It's just that this thin corpse has ignored his meaning at all, and constantly issued an attack. In just more than ten seconds, the claws of the cannon scratched his arms out of dozens of wounds, blood dripping, and the clothes were rotten. Specialty, especially
At the end, because he bleed too much and was unable to stop it, the cannon left three wounds on his lower abdomen.
Ran Xueqi looked at the nausea for a while, her eyes straight, and she almost spit out what they ate. What happened in this small box was strange.
"Maple!" Ran Xueqi couldn't help making a sorrowful call.
"Good, this scene is a bit bloody, don't you watch it anymore?" Yue Yingfeng raised his hand and pressed Ran Xueqi's head to his arms, so he stood up with her.
Ran Xueqi was also very obedient, closing her beautiful eyes tightly. Yueying Feng came out of the air, the air was shaking for a while, and a long sword with a flowing rotation appeared in the hands, like a variant in the magic.
Yue Yingfeng took Ran Xueqi's small waist in one hand, holding a Liuyun sword with one hand, and a strange walking dragon fantasy step to deceive the small cannon.
I saw a bright white light flashed in the air, and the surroundings suddenly came silently. Only the weak breathing sound of Jiang Xuebin.
When Yue Yingfeng returned to the seat, the talents in the box returned to God, staring at the small cannon in the center of the station.
With a light sound, the neck of the cannon suddenly broke, and a round head left the neck and fell to the ground, shocked the people present, which made them feel strange that the small cannon of this broken bell was
There was a slight black bubble in the broken neck, without a trace of blood flowing out.
Finally, the headless cannon that lost his support fell to the ground or "bang". Only the hands with the long nails of Xu Changya continued to bleed, which was shocking.
By this time, the people present understood what the corpse said that Yue Yingfeng said. It turned out that the little man followed by Jiang Xuebin was always the soldiers who had crawled out of the grave, especially those young guys who followed Jiang Xuebin.
After the artillery is always a corpse, I can no longer bear the toss of the stomach.
Dry corpse sleeping together.
"There is really a" bubble corpse quoted ", I thought you were to get rid of it!" Jiang Zhengping no longer remained indifferently, but his complexion walked to the cut -headed corpse beside the corpse of the cutter corpse.
What are you studying carefully?
"This Qin Meiren is not easy to help. It seems that we are too indulging in them." Jiang Zhengping kept sighing.
Jiang Xuebin, who has been relieved, heard Jiang Zhengping's words, and couldn't help looking at each other. He despised this big man, but he couldn't mention the spirit. He also condisited the Gang of Qin Beauty? Do you think you are Mrs. Qin, fucking!
"Theoretically, Qin Meiren is a big gang in Sichuan. How can your demon wolf gangs be allowed?" Yue Yingfeng asked in doubt.
"Generally, such a gang who swallowed me really made me unable to raise any effort. It was better to have nothing to do with each other and live peacefully, so that they would be able to make tribute every month." Jiang Zhengping said this, and he immediately coaxed him.
Coaxed.
The demon wolf gang? Jiang Xuebin's small follow -up at this time that they turned out to be the legendary underground emperor. According to the words of this bullish year, the legendary Jiang Siye is now!
We are really impatient. When we first came to the night club, we dared to drink and drink to the waiter. There was no half a catty. Who dared to do such a thing like this, and we even wanted to blackmail them.
All curled up in the corner of the door, and even dared to lift the eyelids. I was afraid that I was shocked to the other party at once. I was just like the headless cannon.
"You, it's you, what are you hiding." Jiang Zhengping suddenly walked to the five small followers, and the explorer brought up a dark -skinned young man, like catching a kitten, effortlessly.
"Brother, brother, I was wrong, you were a fart, let me put me?" The young man was terrified, dared not resist, and begged.
"Less nonsense, what is your name?" Jiang Zhengping made his lips, and didn't have a good impression on these small things that were bullied and afraid.
"I, my name is Li Ling, Ling." The young man responded unclearly.
"Is it Li Ling or Li Lingling? Is it enough?" Jiang Zhengping shed it impatiently, scaring the boy almost fainted, but unfortunately, his physical fitness was a little bit better, otherwise
You don't have to suffer anymore.
"Li Ling!" The young man fixed his mind and answered concisely.
"This is almost the same. You go to invite Mrs. Qin and say that Jiang Siye is waiting for her here. If she can't get in half an hour, don't think about seeing the sun tomorrow.
Here. "Jiang Zhengping nodded with satisfaction and issued his order to a young man.