Equality is always relative, isn't this just life?"

After saying this, Yuanyuan completely understood.

If you don't live well and don't even have basic rights, what kind of privileges can you talk about?

It turns out that truth is truth, and it applies to both the human world and the supernatural world.

Watching Huang Xiaomao leap high for the third time and Yuanyuan following him was really heartbreaking.

Win or lose, give me a result.

If we keep running out like this, can we still wait for reinforcements?

With the experience of the first two times, Luohan Dharmaxiang was not in a hurry to take action.

Instead, when Huang Xiaomao fell down, he kicked him up with his feet in time.

This change made Huang Xiaomao very happy.

This Arhat is not bad.

Knowing that I couldn't jump that high, I was kind enough to help.

Then I won't be polite.

When it flies upward to the head of the Arhat Dharma.

Huang Xiaomao held the Gouchen gun with both hands and stabbed the enemy between the eyebrows steadily.

Unfortunately, it's a step too late.

When Arhat Faxiang kicked Huang Xiaomao, two big palms were already stretched out.

Seeing that the position was just right, Huang Xiaomao clasped his hands together before taking out the gun.

Just like a mosquito, the little yellow hair was left in the palm of my hand.

It seems that just taking a picture doesn't relieve the hatred.

That huge slap rubbed her hard.

Feeling that there was no movement, he separated his hands and Huang Xiaomao fell heavily.

After landing, everyone looked at Huang Xiaomao. He was covered in blood and there was no good place left.

What a gou Chen gun, what a crape myrtle crown, a treasure passed down from our ancestors.

Except for Lucun's socks, all other equipment was in pieces.
Chapter completed!