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Chapter 1817 Heaven is jealous of talents?

"Shut up!"

"In this world, only ask the success or failure, why is the means?"

"Ye Fan is dead, Yingyue Yueyue, your leaning is no longer."

"Do you recognize your fate."

"Don't go up to the altar, sacrifice life, and welcome the moon god?"

"This is your fate, you can't escape!"

Faced with the accusations of Yingyue Yueyue, Xu Zuoming frowned immediately, and he was angry.

The various behaviors of Yingyue Yingyue before, it has made Xu Zuoming very unhappy.

As the people of the Japanese country, she ignored her position, regardless of her identity, regardless of national righteousness.

This is naked betrayal!

It is the crime of the enemy's rebellion!

If it was not because of the special identity of Yingyue in the Halli Palace, it would be estimated that it would have broken its corpse for a long time.

However, now Ye Fan has been defeated by them.

This Yingyue Yingyue has no shelter, naturally the fish on their cutting board, let them deal with it.

"nonsense!"

"You are nonsense."

"My owner will not die."

"He will not be ~"

Yingyue Yingyue was full of tears, and shook his head and wept.

Above the face, it is full of panic.

At this time, the Yueyue Yueyue was undoubtedly crazy, running over, a little bit in the ruins.

The mountain stone broke through her palm, and her blood dripped her arm, but she had ignored it.

The owner is everything she. If the owner is dead, she will not forgive herself in her life.

"Haha ~"

"Miss Reha, don't work hard."

"Under the joint force, what is the power of power?"

"Then Huaxia Boys first suffered respect and respect, and was hit by my eight brothers."

"Even if he is not dead, he is afraid of dying."

"Even if you pull him out of the ruins, what's the use?"

"You still have no effort."

"Listening to Mingzun, obediently go to the altar, go to the god of the moon, worship yourself to our Japanese martial arts, let's sacrifice yourself!"

"You can rest assured that after you die, we will remember your sacrifice after you die."

The eight disciples of San Shenge also smiled freely.

Before that, they were reported, their mood was naturally refreshing.

At this time, it was even more proud, and said to Yingyue Yingyue.

However, how could the Yueyue Yueyue care about their ridicule and sarcasm, still looking for her owner's body in the ruins.

Ren blood stains red arms, and Ren Du was soaked in clothes.

"Hey ~"

"Miss Reha, sorrow."

"This mountain stone is weighing. How can you find him a weak woman?"

"And, respecting them is good."

"The possibility of being lived in the previous other serious hit is already minimal."

"The deceased has passed, and the living is still there."

"Miss Reha, you have to be sad ~"

Toyotomi Chuanji couldn't stand it anymore, walked over, pulled the Yingyue Yingyue from the ruins.

He shook his head and sighed, and in the words, he had a little regret.

After all, a young master in his early twenties has fallen here without the world.

Even if he is a Chinese, his death is not a loss for the entire world of martial arts?

"I can only say, the heavenly jealousy."

For Ye Fan, Toyotomi Chuanji is sympathetic and unfortunate.

"What kind of shit is jealous!"

"Then Huaxia is vertical, I do n’t know how to die, and rush into Mount Fuji for a single shot.

"Now that he died under Ming Zun's hands, it was also his fault to take himself, no wonder others!"

Looking at the moon and rivers, he said with glory, and in the sneer, it was full of pleasure.
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