It is the **** of the destiny destined.

If Ji Ming is really a god, it is the savior of the gods... then he counts and murders him...not the sinner of the gods.

Do not! Will not!

Even if Ji Ming is strong, how can he be strong!

Ji Chengfeng is the first choice of the Emperor!

The elders suppressed the hidden fear in their hearts.

I remembered the hustle and bustle of Ji Chengfeng, and a spiritual force in the hand hit the chaotic jade butterfly.

Ji Mingyu looked at the gods and the elders who had fallen to the ground and looked back.

Suddenly, there are personal shadows in the sky that are far and near.

The rich **** smell is coming.

Before he came to Ji Ming, the man was planted from midair and covered in blood and lying on the ground.

"Qinglong-?!" Ji Ming stunned, his face changed greatly, and quickly squatted down to check his injury, "What happened?"

"Miss 奚玥, cough... Miss 奚玥 was taken away by the Emperor's wing!"

Qinglong coughs and vomits blood, while continually speaking eagerly.

When Ji Minghao heard that he was taken away, he suddenly felt a mess in his heart and a roar in his brain.

When it was said that it was late, Qinglong had a black short knife in his hand and went straight into Ji Ming’s chest and abdomen.

When the short knife touched the flesh and blood of Ji Ming, the cold and rancid magical spirit overflowed like thick ink and infiltrated into his dantian.

At the same time, the chaotic jade butterfly also emits a dark red light, hitting behind Ji Ming.

Ji Ming’s body was awkward and spurted a blood.

The injury that was originally suppressed in the squad was completely erupted at this time, making him crumbling and pale.

The Qinglong, which was sprayed on the face by Ji Ming’s blood, looked awkward.

The dull death in the eyes slowly receded, and the eyes reflected in the pale face of Ji Ming and the **** abdomen.

"Master -!!" Qinglong screamed, his voice full of horror, "Master, what the **** is going on?"

His hand was lifted to his eyes, and he saw the blood stained in his palm, and suddenly his body trembled like a sieve.

"It's me, I hurt the master! It's also that I opened the enchantment of the Temple of the Prison, let Ji take the wind away, Miss Miss! I... I have done this unforgivable thing!"

The blue dragon's red eyes slowly rise to the limit, and when you raise your hand, you will shoot at your own spirit.

However, the hand full of spiritual power and killing did not fall to the top of the head, and was taken away by Ji Ming.

The cold voice of a man is weak and hoarse because of his injury, but he is as calm and majestic as ever, and cannot be violated.

"I still can't die, I will naturally take it back. There is no way to think about it, but I don't have such a weak and incompetent man!"

Qinglong stared at Ji Ming, and tears couldn’t help but burst out.

"啪啪啪-"

Ji took the wind and applauded, and slowly walked out of the Temple of the Emperor. "I didn't expect that the woman who was loved was taken away, and the betrayal of the confidant did not make you lose your mind."

"However, a betrayal thing, even if you can't get rid of it, the fate of your woman is too disappointing. I will teach you fifty years of teaching!"

Ji Minglu cold and cold: "Ji Fengfeng, I did not expect that you can still survive, and is attached to the body of the Emperor Wing. However, you are swaying through the body of others, year after year, Waiting for the days when the flesh is rotten, can you be comfortable?"