Yang God

This Wuwenhou government is not very good, I will let it fall into the house sooner or later, but it is not the time. I don't know that Mrs. Zhao, is it up now? At this moment, she may be drinking morning tea, this awkward morning tea, but it is all worthwhile."

Standing on the street next to Wuwen Houfu, Hong Yi eyes, wrapped in a huge wolf cloak, looked at Houfu, and all his faces were sneer.

At this time, Wuwen Houfu has been opened, more than thirty or forty, wearing long clothes, slaves, family members are sweeping the snow, at the same time, the ground to the street a series of footprints, solid and powerful, leading to the Imperial City At first glance, Hong Xuan’s machine was left behind by the sedan chair.

The people who gave Hong Xuan to lift the sedan were all masters.

Among the small gates in Houfu, the fresh vegetables, live pigs, live sheep, and specially eaten cattle of a car were also taken in.

"Well? Who is that woman?"

Just as Hong Yi looked at it, suddenly, a large number of servants came out, and the slaves who swept the snow also stopped their work, standing one by one to the wall roots and standing alone.

At the same time, several crickets laid a few bright satin on the ground.

After the satin was laid, a woman emerged from the gate. The woman was soaring and eye-catching, naturally there was a dusty temperament.

The woman walked into the satin laid on the ground and entered a green sedan. The sedan chair was extremely luxurious and exquisite. Hong Yi’s treasures were much more visible. When I heard it slightly, I knew that it was better than Jinsixiangmu. Also made of precious agarwood.

"This woman. How does it look a bit like Zhao Rongrong? Is it a master? Could it be? Is it the big Luo Paizhu?"

Hong Yi watched as the woman entered the sedan chair. If the eyes are seen, he will look at him. Quickly a flash. Got into a corner. At the same time, several violently flashed. Fly fast. Already in two or three miles outside the other lane.

"It's not bad to be a hand. But it's just a master. What are you doing? Say. Who are you? After you say it. I will spare you a life? Let's talk. Why do you want to peek at Wuwen Houfu?"

Just in Hong Yi this flash. When I went to two or three places to open another street in the field. Suddenly there was a yang and earth wind blowing in front. This is the yang and the wind. Condensed in front of it into a real human form. It’s the woman who came out of Houfu just now!

"who are you?"

Hong Yi looked at the woman who appeared in front of him. His eyes narrowed. Staring at death. It seems that a cat is staring at the fish.

If he can't see it! This woman in front of her eyes is a condensed form! And this thought, actually has the temperament of yang, which shows that this woman in front of me is actually a thunder master!

However, this thought is not strong enough, far less than the characters like the Peacock King! It is a little worse than the Holy One. Hong Yi immediately concluded that although this woman is a top-notch master of thunder, it may also be a person who has just passed a thunder.

"It is very similar to Zhao Yurong, and he is coming out of Wuwen Wenfu. Is it really the chief of the Daluo?" Hong Yi turned his mind.

The woman in front of me ignored the thoughts of Hong Yi, but said with interest: "I don't have to know that you are just a thought of me. But this is the idea, you are still not me. Let's talk about it. Why do you peep at the side of Wuwenhou House in the morning? Which side is the power of the people? Which side of the power is so willing to give a boxing master to be a spy?"

"I don't want to say anything! I want to deal with me with one thought!"

At this time, Hong Yi has already vaguely guessed that this woman is the lord of the Daluo faction and has affirmed her heart. Immediately, in his heart, there was a hate, but now it is not the time to start, and the woman of the Daluo sect is a high-level, self-improved, unable to clean her up, making a big noise Come, it's not good.

However, at this time, Hong Yi will never show weakness. He smiled and made a disdainful voice. He waved his hand and suddenly a soul vortex appeared on the woman's head.

The huge vortex force, licking it, sucked the woman in, slammed and smashed!

"Destroy"!

Hong Yi's hands are combined, the soul vortexes and rotates between them, and in order to make a flame burst, the whole woman disappears without a trace, and it seems that there has never been the same.

"Today is cheaper for you! Come to Japan and count the general ledger!"

After Hung Yi’s blink of an eye, after destroying this thought, the body suddenly disappeared without a trace. He first enveloped himself with a virtual fantasy and then used the power of the Seven Gods to fly away.

At the same time, on the street two or three miles away, the woman sitting on the big sedan trembled!

The solid sedan made a creaking sound.

The woman on this sedan chair, Hong Yi did not guess wrong! It is the woman who was called the "Feier" by Hong Xuanji!

"Feier", the great Luopai lord, just went out today, and with her thorough means, she naturally found Hongyi in the distance looking at the gate of Wuwen Houfu.

Hong Yi was wearing a wolf skin cloak, wrapped in his body, and it was indeed a ghost.

At a glance, the Daluo sect saw the martial arts of Hong Yi, and he divided a thought and wanted to take Hong Yi.

With the cultivation of the thunder master, even if it is a thought, it is enough to hold the master.

However, she naturally couldn't think of it. Hong Yi was so powerful, and between her actions, she destroyed her thoughts.

"Who is this? In the Jade City, there are such masters!"

Sitting in the green sedan chair, the big Luo Pai lord, his face changed slightly, just missed a move! One of her thoughts was wiped out in an instant, and she had already eaten a big loss!

At the moment when Hong Yi exhibited the soul vortex, she also sensed the soul vortex, sitting in the sedan chair and frowning.

Then, a sneer appeared on her face, and between the palms of her hand, there was a seven-inch tall puppet.

This puppet, full body flesh, eyebrows and eyes are very clear, hands and body are fat, flexible, like a newborn baby.

After the little baby was taken out, his hands and feet moved slightly, and he opened his eyes and looked at the big Luo Zongzhu.

Among the baby's eyes, it is incomparably clear and pure.

This is very weird!

A puppet is actually alive! It looks like a very small baby, but the body is obviously with a wood-like texture!

"Don't move, don't move, I will give you something to eat!" Seeing this puppet baby opened his eyes, Da Luozong smiled slightly, and a drop of blood permeated on his finger, dripping into the mouth of this seven-inch baby.

The baby is like eating milk, eating the blood clean, and then standing up.

"go with!"

The big Luo Zong main finger, this puppet baby wow wow, violently, and disappeared into the air.

"The woman of the Daluo Patriarch is actually a peerless master who has crossed the thunder and robbery. How can it be so in the presence of Wuwen Houfu?"

At this time, Hong Yi, the Fei Teng, has already arrived at Zhengyang Street. This wide street and small bridge, from the flowing stream beside the road, is where many princes and nobles live.

Hong Yi stopped and walked to the jade palace.

At this moment, suddenly, a huge sound of breaking in the sky, violently hit, the power of the fierce, the underground snow has splashed and slammed.

Hung Yi was walking between the two. He had a circle of thoughts around him. When he encountered a cold arrow, any attack would be launched.

This time came down, there was no expectation in advance, but Hong Yi thought about it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ immediately surrounded a layer of huge ink crystal eggshell.

This is the Tao of the "Shenmu".

However, just as the ink crystal egg shell expanded, it just happened to encounter this strong wind, and then issued a burst of sound, it turned out to be like an egg, broken.

Subsequently, a small baby seven inches tall appeared in the eyes of Hong Yi.

This baby has all the wood textures, the same as the peach sword, but the texture is vivid and delicate.

This baby has a small red scorpion gun in his hand. It looks like a delicate toy, but Hong Yi’s eyes, when he looks at the baby’s eyes, suddenly sees Wu Wenhui, the Wu Da Guanjia. Tolerance of the monk, but also pure eyes.

A seven-inch baby, holding a toy red scorpion gun, is very ridiculous in anyone's eyes.

However, the impression now that Hong Yi’s eyes are that this baby is like a martial artist who is attacked by the volley! The figure is tall and tall, like a god!

Under the momentum, Hong Yi thoughts are not working properly!

"What is this! Is it the most mysterious magic weapon of Tao Shendao, the split god! The baby born in the peach **** wood, the baby born?"

This baby puppet broke the gods' fingers in an instant, and the long red and silver guns of the chopsticks reached Hongyi's eyebrows.

However, in this moment of life and death, Hong Yi’s head burst out with colorful brilliance, turned into a palm, and the scorpion caught the red scorpion gun, and then took a shot!