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"He is Qiu Feng? Why is he different from what he imagined?"

Huo Yun said in a low voice.

Qiu Fan gives people the impression of being gentle, elegant and elegant, but the man in blue in front of him is both ostentatious and high-profile. His blue hair and blue pupils are already dazzling, but this person is wearing a golden dress...

It's really shining with golden light...

After a closer look, it was the Jinshixiu's clothes, and there were many gems on it, which were really valuable.

Thinking of the words of Shentian, the autumn wind loves money, and the fire clouds droop in their eyes, they really love money!

...

"My slap, you're blind. I dare to step on me, it's your turn!"

It was originally a silent square, but suddenly a rough roar came from the still-indecent sentence, which was exploding in the ears of Fire Cloud.

I saw a burly man with a wide eyes wide open, and his body was full of fat like a pig farm, and the target he was scolding was Xiao Yiyi.

Xiao Yiyi was short and finally found a gap to see the Qiu Feng on the ring, but was squeezed aside by a burly man. Then she stepped on the big man hard, and the force used was slightly larger, which made the big man angry.

His voice was extremely loud, and he immediately attracted all his eyes. He looked over with his eyes. Xiao Yiyi's face was dripping red under the veil. She was stunned and angry. She immediately opened her eyes and glared at the sweat, "Damn, auntie castrate you!"

Xiao Yiyi is definitely a little witch in the form of explosion. This sweating sounds bad. Xiao Yiyi feels embarrassing and fights back without hesitation...

"Ha ha……"

"Hahaha……!"

As soon as Xiao Yiyi finished speaking, a powerful burst of laughter broke out in the square...

The burly man's fat face was on his face, and he was about to pinch Xiao Yiyi as soon as he raised his flesh. Yanyue blocked Xiao Yiyi behind him. Before he could speak, he felt a sharp force breaking through the air...

"careful!"

The fire cloud was low, and pushed everyone back, and a few invisible silver needles broke through the air and shot straight through the head of the burly man...

With a "boom", the shouting was full of anger, and he fell to the ground with a lying on his back. He didn't know what happened until he died. With his eyes open, he died with his eyes open.

...

"What a scum to disturb my Yaxing! It's so unpolite!"

I heard the man on the platform say calmly, his tone was gentle and dull, with the unique magnetism of the man. A slight anger flashed across his ordinary face.

When Huo Yun saw Qiu Feng for the first time, he subconsciously glanced at Mo Wushuang, feeling that they were really similar. They both looked like scholars and ordinary looks, but they were not as elegant as they were in their bones. They both had a strong hobby, love money...

However, the autumn wind is a golden-sparkled style, a low-key and high-profile one.

Mo Wushuang is a low-key person who is not exposed in wealth.

...

After the words of the blue-haired Qiufeng fell, the people in the square realized that he had just made the move, and he actually took away a person's life in an instant. Oh my God! What a terrifying power.

Many people's eyes showed a wolf-like light.

That's greed...

"Trouble, damn it. The roar just now scared me, and the grapes cubes put their teeth on."

As soon as Qiu Feng's first sentence fell, everyone held their breath and said that the man didn't like others to swear. He was a gentle person, but then his next sentence broke out, almost causing everyone to vomit blood and fall to the ground and die.

Who is the unpolite person?

This torn fan dressed in a gentle coat.

...

The blue-haired Qiufeng looked at everyone's speechless and greedy eyes and directly contemptted him. He stood up and looked at everyone with a smile and said, "So many people! Who should I contract with?"

"I……!"

"I……!"

"I……!"

"It's me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the most amazing shout broke out in the entire square. The roar was shocking and magnificent. This scene was absolutely spectacular...

"Quiet!"

Qiu Feng raised his hand slightly, and the clothes on his body shone with golden light.

The artifact has a arrogant capital, and he is like a dominant person, and his every move involves the minds of everyone in the audience.

"This Qiu Feng is so arrogant and awesome!"

Yanyue muttered in a low voice.

Xiaofeng nodded and touched the Shentian Sword wrapped in the cloth. It was better for Shentian, and there was no bluff like this.

At this time, Xiaofeng had long forgotten the pain he suffered when he contracted the Divine Heaven.

"I'm looking at his clothes that are very valuable. I want them so much, I want them so much!" Mo Wushuang stared at Qiu Feng's golden skin and his eyes glowed. In his eyes, the clothes of Qiu Feng were much more valuable than Qiu Feng's fan itself...

Fire Cloud, “…!”

...

"I put forward a few conditions. We will choose quickly. The first condition is that the ugly one will automatically exit the square...!"

Qiu Feng said with his lips curled up.

As soon as his conditions fell, the court was in an uproar.

There was no one who retreated.

Who is willing to admit that he is ugly? Even if he is ugly, he is not willing to withdraw like this...

"Don't you go out, right? Then I will kill all the people I think are ugly. Anyway, life is not worth a lot!"

Qiu Feng said, and as soon as he raised his hand, a folding fan suddenly appeared in the air. The folding fan opened in the sunlight, and in an instant, countless needles shot out, like a glance with eyes, stabbing at many people, all of which penetrated directly from their foreheads, and died completely...

The chaos is caused, my goodness!

Dozens of corpses were all obese in an instant.

Qiu Feng's move was very effective. Hulala all the fat people retreated out at once, with neat speed and extremely fast.

"There are also ugly people who affect my mood..."

Qiu Feng said indifferently.

This time, many self-aware people retreated. Huo Yun looked at Qiu Feng's arrogant look and his brows were deeply frowning...

The square that was originally bleak suddenly fell empty. Qiu Feng pointed at one of them and said, "If you count the time of three numbers, you can get out if you don't look good at him..."

Huo Yun moved his fingers and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The evil silver hair was not Bing Yange, who was it?

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