You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

The purple shirt hiding in the reed heard the words of the younger brother. I didn't expect this little man to have such a side, which made people a little surprised.

The younger brother is the kind in the purple shirt. The weak man sees himself nervous, like a child who has not grown up.

Only this man will only behave like this in front of the person he likes. If you don't like it, mature can be your father.

Seeing the younger brother in front of him, the man’s eyes became cold and cold: "This king never kills the unknown, what is your name!"

The younger brother’s gaze gradually strengthened, and Shen Sheng said: “My name is Yihong!”

"This king is called the king, went to hell! Remember to report the name of the king, knowing that this king killed, those little ghosts will not be difficult for you!" Wang Wang laughed loudly.

Yihong swallowed and swallowed and said: "Good! I will not bully you, let you punch!"

The purple shirt hiding in the reeds is helpless. How can you let the enemy and the enemy make you, really stupid!

The king of the king seems to hear the big jokes, laughs loudly, laughs at him ignorant!

Even let the king punch, the king's punch is what you can stand!

This king can punch a mountain, can be smashed, your little body is going to punch, you have to fly into outer space!

"Kid, this king has lived for hundreds of years, I have never seen you so able to force it!" The king stopped laughing, his eyes exudes cold, although ridiculous, but also disrespectful to himself!

The purple shirt is also so felt, has lived for a thousand years, have not seen you so able to force it.

Yihong said seriously: "I didn't force it, I wouldn't force it."

煞王: "······"

Purple shirt: "······"

Yi Hong, this is the truth, how can he force it, and put it on the cows.

煞王眉色: "Since you let the king punch, then the king will let you see! What is a fist!"

Yihong is just honest, not stupid, knowing his strength, or he will not say such a thing.

As for why the other party is first to punch himself because he does not want to feel guilty, at least he beat himself, then he can fight back.

I have never seen such a stupid man in a purple shirt hidden in the reeds.

I saw you screaming at the king: "The power of ghosts and gods!"

A red mans appeared on the body of the king, and the muscles of the whole body increased by a few points. The blue veins of the strips were thick and long.

"Ghost power!" Yu Wang shouted again.

The muscles that have just been thick are gradually shrinking, but this is not a reduction in strength, but a compression of strength!

The ground began to tremble slightly, and the land under the feet of the king of the king had long been unable to support and collapsed.

The huge spiritual pressure spread from the body of the king, and the reeds were blown down. The shadow of the purple shirt also appeared in the king.

Beautiful woman···

Waiting to kill this man, grab this woman!

How can the purple shirt with the power of the seal be able to withstand such a pressure, and the corner of the mouth overflows with blood.

Yi Hong shouted that he was stupid, and immediately stood in front of the purple shirt, bearing all the pressure, which made the purple shirt behind him a little more comfortable.

The purple shirt squinted at Liu Mei and looked at Yi Hong in front of her eyes.

"Ghosts and punches!"

The king can not manage so much, gather all the spiritual power at one point, and the majestic atmosphere suddenly erupts, and behind him actually turns out a huge ghost, as if to swallow the two people in front of them.

The purple shirt sighed and died.

boom!

The huge sound suddenly broke out like a thunder.

This fist was firmly hit on the chest of Yihong. It was dusty and the ground was deep, and there were cracks in the road. The whole reed was immediately uprooted.

The king sighed and the fist went down, and the king of the king had to make a hole.

"It's me." Yi Hong patted the chest and said something.

Wang Wang brows tightly, looking at the red silk that did not move, muttered: "What the **** are you!"

"I am just a stupid boy from Dongming Village. I am honored to be appreciated by the honor, and..." Yihong did not continue.

The purple shirt behind him finally knows. It turns out that Wei often does not lie. He is really very powerful.

"Impossible! You must be the ghost king in hell, do you want to catch me! I will not go back!" After the king said, he flew to the sky, and now he will not run until now!

Yi Hong still had no combat experience. When he saw the king escaping, Yi Hong suddenly slammed and started to chase the king.

"Ah!" A painful squeaking sounded.

Yihong, who was flying in the air, yelled at his own idiot and immediately fell to the purple shirt: "You are fine!"

At least two people have a distance of at least 20 meters, which is already the biggest tolerance for the purple shirt.

puff.

The purple shirt squirted a blood, and the face paled from the rosy moment, and the petite slowly fell.

Yi Hong hurriedly held the purple shirt, a little overwhelmed: "Zi Sweater, what are you doing?"

When the purple shirt was in the temptation, it was more than ten meters. The second step felt that the body was going to explode. It was just ten meters more! It can be seen how serious the consequences are.

The blood continued to overflow from the corner of the purple shirt, and the petite body gradually became cold.

Yihong has been scared by this situation: "I... I will take you to see you on the statue."

"No." The purple shirt pulled Yihong's wrist.

Yihong sat on the ground, and the purple shirt lay in his arms. The blood in his mouth continued to overflow. The purple shirt felt it, the internal organs were exhausted, and even burst, and it was not saved. In fact, this is also good.

Lying on Yihong's body, the beauty of the purple shirt looks at the stars in the sky: "The night sky in the secular world is beautiful."

"I'm sorry... I just didn't mean it." Yi Hong rushed to wipe the blood from the corner of the purple shirt, but how to wipe it can't be wiped off.

Yi Hongzui has always said sorry, why did he just want to be so impulsive, did not consider the purple shirt, her distance with her will have her life!

"Yihong, this is not your fault, you are free of me." The purple shirt seems to be a little back to the light, the eyes become much clearer, and the corner of the mouth seems to have a relief arc.

Yi Hong’s eyes shed tears of regret, his lips trembled slightly, hate himself, why are they so stupid!

I only listened to the purple shirt and muttered: "Death has never been with me. Now I think of the previous things. It doesn't seem to be so important. Vanity, rights, wealth, these were my pursuits, now."

After that, a dead air covered the delicate body of the purple shirt.

Yihong didn't want the purple shirt to die~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but there is no way to save her now.

The purple shirt slowly reached out and gently wiped out the tears of Yihong. He said calmly: "You are better than them. I have not chosen the wrong person. In the future, you will find a woman who is better than me."

In fact, Yihong wants to say that I don't want to find another woman. I just want to find you, but I can't say this sentence.

Looking at the purple shirt in the night sky, slowly spit out the last sentence: "It's beautiful."

The beautiful face slowly hangs down, Yihong hurriedly held it, and a face shivered slightly, holding the purple shirt tightly, and the icy petite body pulled Yihong to reality.

Yihong holds a cold body and gives a low mourning. Although she does not like herself, she likes her.

"what!"

Yihong smashed into the sky, and the strength broke out. The river suddenly picked up the waves, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. The thunder and lightning rang, as if mourning.

(End of this chapter)