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Tianyun city in the vast world of Kyushu, it is too small to be in a small city, but no matter how small it is, it is also a city of thousands of miles.
There are three people walking through the streets: Ancient wasteland, worshiping the spirit of Huanglong, and mengqingcheng. The sky has gradually brightened, and the whole East is filled with white fish belly.
"Boom!"
In the center of the street suddenly came a violent vibration, like the galloping of animals, like thunder, full of endless terrible momentum.
"Hurry up, didn't you eat?"
"No, you can't pull a car."
"I would have killed you if I hadn't seen you with a lot of strength."
"If you turn the master son upside down, I will cut you alive."
On the street, a bronze chariot with a length of ten Zhang and a width of five Zhang emerged, with numerous ancient French seals engraved on it, full of powerful and mysterious atmosphere.
On the side of the chariot is engraved the emblem of a golden nine lions. The chariot puller is a young man with a strong physique and eleven feet (about two meters and three meters). He has a strong and strong facial features. His skin is bronze and his upper body is fine and bare, showing a lot of bulging muscles, just like pouring steel, full of a terrible sense of strength.
The young man was in his early twenties. His short hair was already covered with sweat. Every step he took, the ground was half a foot deep.
It seems that he has exhausted his strength, but the young man still sticks to it. His eyes are full of deep humiliation and depression.
The driver was a thin old man in a blue robe, with a towering face, a waxy face like an orange peel, and a whip with no teeth in his hand.
Each whip left a deep blood groove behind the youth, but it recovered in an instant. If it wasn't for the red mark and blood on the back, it would have never been hurt at all.
Every time they whipped, the sharp voice was full of shame and satire. It seemed that it was not a man but a beast in front of them.
The bronze chariot is a golden lion with nine heads. On both sides of the chariot is a 16-7-year-old ethnic girl who silently combs the hair of the nine lions.
One step at a time, the young man's hands holding the pole of the car have already burst with green tendons, just like the earthworm is wriggling, and the firm and strong face can't suppress the fury from the soul.
"Crackle!"
"Son of a bitch, don't you leave soon, and you've delayed the son of God's coming to dinner. Are you guilty?"
"You are not emperor anymore. You are a hybrid of Jiuli nationality."
"Your mother is unclean and has lost the face of the Feng family. You should be grateful to our son for letting you pull the car."
"Is it not good enough to show the kindness of our son?"
The old blue robed man whipped the young man's body one after another. His words and expression were arrogant and incomparable. It seemed that whipping the young man could make him find a totally different pleasure.
It's a pity that the son of the Fengshi royal family is a hybrid of Jiuli people.
The face of one of Zhuxia's oldest royalty has been completely lost.
Like her dirty mother.
Are born bitch!
When the youth pulled the bronze chariot past the ancient wasteland, the old devil saw the gesture of the golden nine lions, and unconsciously ignited a killing machine.
In the second reign of emperor Tianhuang, there were a group of brothers of different nationalities, including nine Golden Lions.
It's a pity that in the war of emperor Tianhuang's reign, one group betrayed another.
Now the sword is broken for thousands of years, but it is still fighting outside the chaos door. This group of heterogeneous bastards dare to insult the human race so much.
If it is Zhuxia clan that insults, there are Jiuli clan.
How dare you call Jiuli a bastard!
Chinese people, people.
Emperor Yan and Huang are the ancestors of Chiyou.
The first three human ancestors of the earth in the past.
The Jiuli clan is also from the original ancestral land, and it is also the rotten Zhuxia clan that is the enemy.
It appears as a descendant of emperor Tianhuang, and it also shows the blood of the king of the different famine people, so this matter can not be ignored.
Other people don't recognize Jiuli people!
I'm recognized by the evil Lord!
Other people regard the Jiuli people as beasts of war.
I am willing to accept.
All the enemies of Zhuxia are my friends of Laomo.
"Grandpa, forget it, this prince is so cool It's really tragic... "
"But it's also deserved. One of his mother's Royal daughters, Feng's royal family, used to be the beauty of Jiuzhou world."
"However, he had an affair with the Jiuli people, which made them lose face."
"Her mother was under the water of Zhenluo. A year ago, the blood of Jiuli nationality suddenly broke out of control. She rushed into the water in a frenzy, killing 30 brothers, more than 100 elders and more than ten old saints."
"Later, he was suppressed by an old emperor of the Feng family. He wanted to kill him, but his mother begged that he would be under the water of Yongzhen Luo."
"The old emperor took away the blood of fengqingliu and reduced it to slavery. Later, he was bought by the son of the golden nine lions and became a puller."
"Everyone knows that even the Jiuli people don't care about it."
"Don't worry, Grandpa..."
The sacrifice to the spirit of Huanglong has long been an old fried dough stick. It has long been seen that guhuang wanted to fight. If he did, the son of Huangjin and jiutou lions would have to be chopped.
That's really a big deal. This living ancestor is really fearless.
It's not worth it to offend the Fengs, the golden nine lions, for the sake of a clear breeze.
It is also the blood of Jiuli nationality.
Even the Jiuli people don't care. It's hard not to expect anyone to take care of it.
"If I don't care today, I'm no king."
"Little dream, what do you say?"
"Let's take care of it or not?"
The ancient wasteland stands with hands down, and the whole person looks calm and incomparable. Instead, he looks to the dream city.
No matter!
To be a king!
Stepping on the horse, I'm addicted to playing the leading role. I'm going to take him as a doll.
Nine Li bully blood!
Born bully!
Such a talent, with a little guidance, is a fierce man who can be comparable to torture in the future.
Chiyou, one of the first ancestors of humanity, is also called the God of war on earth!
"Husband, I want to eat braised lion's head."
Dream city beautiful face, showing a smile, really think she is silly white sweet? It's just that she doesn't fight.
What do you want to do? What don't you want to do?
Who knows better than her!
This is why the husband only takes himself, not others.
"Little dream, wait a moment, and I'll kill the beast."
The ancient desolate figure moved to the center of the street step by step, with black hair and no wind. A breath of terror erupted. The blood of the king was like boiling volcanic magma, which was extremely hot and furious.
"Grandpa, no way!" It's too late to stop the worship of Huang long. He can only clap his thighs full of despair and talk with himself in vain.
"The animals in front, beheading themselves, roll to meet each other."
"If you dare to do it!"
"I cut you alive!"
The ancient wasteland is lucky in the throat. The voice of terror and hegemony resounds through the sky, just like thunder.
Chapter two is here! Let me go! Are you crazy about longmi city? Give me so many rewards! It's so unreasonable. 73059814, come on, come in. I want to talk to you! Come on!
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Tianyun city in the vast world of Kyushu, it is too small to be in a small city, but no matter how small it is, it is also a city of thousands of miles.
There are three people walking through the streets: Ancient wasteland, worshiping the spirit of Huanglong, and mengqingcheng. The sky has gradually brightened, and the whole East is filled with white fish belly.
"Boom!"
In the center of the street suddenly came a violent vibration, like the galloping of animals, like thunder, full of endless terrible momentum.
"Hurry up, didn't you eat?"
"No, you can't pull a car."
"I would have killed you if I hadn't seen you with a lot of strength."
"If you turn the master son upside down, I will cut you alive."
On the street, a bronze chariot with a length of ten Zhang and a width of five Zhang emerged, with numerous ancient French seals engraved on it, full of powerful and mysterious atmosphere.
On the side of the chariot is engraved the emblem of a golden nine lions. The chariot puller is a young man with a strong physique and eleven feet (about two meters and three meters). He has a strong and strong facial features. His skin is bronze and his upper body is fine and bare, showing a lot of bulging muscles, just like pouring steel, full of a terrible sense of strength.
The young man was in his early twenties. His short hair was already covered with sweat. Every step he took, the ground was half a foot deep.
It seems that he has exhausted his strength, but the young man still sticks to it. His eyes are full of deep humiliation and depression.
The driver was a thin old man in a blue robe, with a towering face, a waxy face like an orange peel, and a whip with no teeth in his hand.
Each whip left a deep blood groove behind the youth, but it recovered in an instant. If it wasn't for the red mark and blood on the back, it would have never been hurt at all.
Every time they whipped, the sharp voice was full of shame and satire. It seemed that it was not a man but a beast in front of them.
The bronze chariot is a golden lion with nine heads. On both sides of the chariot is a 16-7-year-old ethnic girl who silently combs the hair of the nine lions.
One step at a time, the young man's hands holding the pole of the car have already burst with green tendons, just like the earthworm is wriggling, and the firm and strong face can't suppress the fury from the soul.
"Crackle!"
"Son of a bitch, don't you leave soon, and you've delayed the son of God's coming to dinner. Are you guilty?"
"You are not emperor anymore. You are a hybrid of Jiuli nationality."
"Your mother is unclean and has lost the face of the Feng family. You should be grateful to our son for letting you pull the car."
"Is it not good enough to show the kindness of our son?"
The old blue robed man whipped the young man's body one after another. His words and expression were arrogant and incomparable. It seemed that whipping the young man could make him find a totally different pleasure.
It's a pity that the son of the Fengshi royal family is a hybrid of Jiuli people.
The face of one of Zhuxia's oldest royalty has been completely lost.
Like her dirty mother.
Are born bitch!
When the youth pulled the bronze chariot past the ancient wasteland, the old devil saw the gesture of the golden nine lions, and unconsciously ignited a killing machine.
In the second reign of emperor Tianhuang, there were a group of brothers of different nationalities, including nine Golden Lions.
It's a pity that in the war of emperor Tianhuang's reign, one group betrayed another.
Now the sword is broken for thousands of years, but it is still fighting outside the chaos door. This group of heterogeneous bastards dare to insult the human race so much.
If it is Zhuxia clan that insults, there are Jiuli clan.
How dare you call Jiuli a bastard!
Chinese people, people.
Emperor Yan and Huang are the ancestors of Chiyou.
The first three human ancestors of the earth in the past.
The Jiuli clan is also from the original ancestral land, and it is also the rotten Zhuxia clan that is the enemy.
It appears as a descendant of emperor Tianhuang, and it also shows the blood of the king of the different famine people, so this matter can not be ignored.
Other people don't recognize Jiuli people!
I'm recognized by the evil Lord!
Other people regard the Jiuli people as beasts of war.
I am willing to accept.
All the enemies of Zhuxia are my friends of Laomo.
"Grandpa, forget it, this prince is so cool It's really tragic... "
"But it's also deserved. One of his mother's Royal daughters, Feng's royal family, used to be the beauty of Jiuzhou world."
"However, he had an affair with the Jiuli people, which made them lose face."
"Her mother was under the water of Zhenluo. A year ago, the blood of Jiuli nationality suddenly broke out of control. She rushed into the water in a frenzy, killing 30 brothers, more than 100 elders and more than ten old saints."
"Later, he was suppressed by an old emperor of the Feng family. He wanted to kill him, but his mother begged that he would be under the water of Yongzhen Luo."
"The old emperor took away the blood of fengqingliu and reduced it to slavery. Later, he was bought by the son of the golden nine lions and became a puller."
"Everyone knows that even the Jiuli people don't care about it."
"Don't worry, Grandpa..."
The sacrifice to the spirit of Huanglong has long been an old fried dough stick. It has long been seen that guhuang wanted to fight. If he did, the son of Huangjin and jiutou lions would have to be chopped.
That's really a big deal. This living ancestor is really fearless.
It's not worth it to offend the Fengs, the golden nine lions, for the sake of a clear breeze.
It is also the blood of Jiuli nationality.
Even the Jiuli people don't care. It's hard not to expect anyone to take care of it.
"If I don't care today, I'm no king."
"Little dream, what do you say?"
"Let's take care of it or not?"
The ancient wasteland stands with hands down, and the whole person looks calm and incomparable. Instead, he looks to the dream city.
No matter!
To be a king!
Stepping on the horse, I'm addicted to playing the leading role. I'm going to take him as a doll.
Nine Li bully blood!
Born bully!
Such a talent, with a little guidance, is a fierce man who can be comparable to torture in the future.
Chiyou, one of the first ancestors of humanity, is also called the God of war on earth!
"Husband, I want to eat braised lion's head."
Dream city beautiful face, showing a smile, really think she is silly white sweet? It's just that she doesn't fight.
What do you want to do? What don't you want to do?
Who knows better than her!
This is why the husband only takes himself, not others.
"Little dream, wait a moment, and I'll kill the beast."
The ancient desolate figure moved to the center of the street step by step, with black hair and no wind. A breath of terror erupted. The blood of the king was like boiling volcanic magma, which was extremely hot and furious.
"Grandpa, no way!" It's too late to stop the worship of Huang long. He can only clap his thighs full of despair and talk with himself in vain.
"The animals in front, beheading themselves, roll to meet each other."
"If you dare to do it!"
"I cut you alive!"
The ancient wasteland is lucky in the throat. The voice of terror and hegemony resounds through the sky, just like thunder.
Chapter two is here! Let me go! Are you crazy about longmi city? Give me so many rewards! It's so unreasonable. 73059814, come on, come in. I want to talk to you! Come on!
Tianyun city in the vast world of Kyushu, it is too small to be in a small city, but no matter how small it is, it is also a city of thousands of miles. There are three people walking through the streets: Ancient wasteland, worshiping the spirit of Huanglong, and mengqingcheng. The sky has gradually brightened, and the whole East is filled with white fish belly. "Boom!" In the center of the street suddenly came a violent vibration, like the galloping of animals, like thunder, full of endless terrible momentum. "Hurry up, didn't you eat?" "No, you can't pull a car." "I would have killed you if I hadn't seen you with a lot of strength." "If you turn the master son upside down, I will cut you alive." On the street, a bronze chariot with a length of ten Zhang and a width of five Zhang emerged, with numerous ancient French seals engraved on it, full of powerful and mysterious atmosphere. On the side of the chariot is engraved the emblem of a golden nine lions. The chariot puller is a young man with a strong physique and eleven feet about two meters and three meters. He has a strong and strong facial features. His skin is bronze and his upper body is fine and bare, showing a lot of bulging muscles, just like pouring steel, full of a terrible sense of strength. The young man was in his early twenties. His short hair was already covered with sweat. Every step he took, the ground was half a foot deep. It seems that he has exhausted his strength, but the young man still sticks to it. His eyes are full of deep humiliation and depression. The driver was a thin old man in a blue robe, with a towering face, a waxy face like an orange peel, and a whip with no teeth in his hand. Each whip left a deep blood groove behind the youth, but it recovered in an instant. If it wasn't for the red mark and blood on the back, it would have never been hurt at all. Every time they whipped, the sharp voice was full of shame and satire. It seemed that it was not a man but a beast in front of them. The bronze chariot is a golden lion with nine heads. On both sides of the chariot is a 16-7-year-old ethnic girl who silently combs the hair of the nine lions. One step at a time, the young man's hands holding the pole of the car have already burst with green tendons, just like the earthworm is wriggling, and the firm and strong face can't suppress the fury from the soul. "Crackle!" "Son of a bitch, don't you leave soon, and you've delayed the son of God's coming to dinner. Are you guilty?" "You are not emperor anymore. You are a hybrid of Jiuli nationality." "Your mother is unclean and has lost the face of the Feng family. You should be grateful to our son for letting you pull the car." "Is it not good enough to show the kindness of our son?" The old blue robed man whipped the young man's body one after another. His words and expression were arrogant and incomparable. It seemed that whipping the young man could make him find a totally different pleasure. It's a pity that the son of the Fengshi royal family is a hybrid of Jiuli people. The face of one of Zhuxia's oldest royalty has been completely lost. Like her dirty mother. Are born bitch! When the youth pulled the bronze chariot past the ancient wasteland, the old devil saw the gesture of the golden nine lions, and unconsciously ignited a killing machine. In the second reign of emperor Tianhuang, there were a group of brothers of different nationalities, including nine Golden Lions. It's a pity that in the war of emperor Tianhuang's reign, one group betrayed another. Now the sword is broken for thousands of years, but it is still fighting outside the chaos door. This group of heterogeneous bastards dare to insult the human race so much. If it is Zhuxia clan that insults, there are Jiuli clan. How dare you call Jiuli a bastard! Chinese people, people. Emperor Yan and Huang are the ancestors of Chiyou. The first three human ancestors of the earth in the past. The Jiuli clan is also from the original ancestral land, and it is also the rotten Zhuxia clan that is the enemy. It appears as a descendant of emperor Tianhuang, and it also shows the blood of the king of the different famine people, so this matter can not be ignored. Other people don't recognize Jiuli people! I'm recognized by the evil Lord! Other people regard the Jiuli people as beasts of war. I am willing to accept. All the enemies of Zhuxia are my friends of Laomo. "Grandpa, forget it, this prince is so cool It's really tragic... " "But it's also deserved. One of his mother's Royal daughters, Feng's royal family, used to be the beauty of Jiuzhou world." "However, he had an affair with the Jiuli people, which made them lose face." "Her mother was under the water of Zhenluo. A year ago, the blood of Jiuli nationality suddenly broke out of control. She rushed into the water in a frenzy, killing 30 brothers, more than 100 elders and more than ten old saints." "Later, he was suppressed by an old emperor of the Feng family. He wanted to kill him, but his mother begged that he would be under the water of Yongzhen Luo." "The old emperor took away the blood of fengqingliu and reduced it to slavery. Later, he was bought by the son of the golden nine lions and became a puller." "Everyone knows that even the Jiuli people don't care about it." "Don't worry, Grandpa..." The sacrifice to the spirit of Huanglong has long been an old fried dough stick. It has long been seen that guhuang wanted to fight. If he did, the son of Huangjin and jiutou lions would have to be chopped. That's really a big deal. This living ancestor is really fearless. It's not worth it to offend the Fengs, the golden nine lions, for the sake of a clear breeze. It is also the blood of Jiuli nationality. Even the Jiuli people don't care. It's hard not to expect anyone to take care of it. "If I don't care today, I'm no king." "Little dream, what do you say?" "Let's take care of it or not?" The ancient wasteland stands with hands down, and the whole person looks calm and incomparable. Instead, he looks to the dream city. No matter! To be a king! Stepping on the horse, I'm addicted to playing the leading role. I'm going to take him as a doll. Nine Li bully blood! Born bully! Such a talent, with a little guidance, is a fierce man who can be comparable to torture in the future. Chiyou, one of the first ancestors of humanity, is also called the God of war on earth! "Husband, I want to eat braised lion's head." Dream city beautiful face, showing a smile, really think she is silly white sweet? It's just that she doesn't fight. What do you want to do? What don't you want to do? Who knows better than her! This is why the husband only takes himself, not others. "Little dream, wait a moment, and I'll kill the beast." The ancient desolate figure moved to the center of the street step by step, with black hair and no wind. A breath of terror erupted. The blood of the king was like boiling volcanic magma, which was extremely hot and furious. "Grandpa, no way!" It's too late to stop the worship of Huang long. He can only clap his thighs full of despair and talk with himself in vain. "The animals in front, beheading themselves, roll to meet each other." "If you dare to do it!" "I cut you alive!" The ancient wasteland is lucky in the throat. The voice of terror and hegemony resounds through the sky, just like thunder. Chapter two is here! Let me go! Are you crazy about longmi city? Give me so many rewards! It's so unreasonable. 73059814, come on, come in. I want to talk to you! Come on!
