Chapter 943
That fat only a slit in his eyes twinkled, like the evaluation of goods from the bottom to the top of the two people, finally, his eyes in the baby face section of the night body, stopped on the beautiful face of Feng nine, eyes across a startling light.
"Old man, don't look at people with such disgusting eyes. It will make me want to dig your eyes."
When the fat middle-aged man was staring at them, duanye also looked at them, especially the fat guy dressed in glittering gold. Seeing him staring at them with that eye, he knew that dirty things were in his mind.
"Hehe, where did you come from? He is really excellent. Each has his own style." The fat man was laughing, his squinting eyes were still staring at them.
However, it is not so much staring at the night as staring at the handsome young man in red.
The young man only had the cultivation of the great spirit Master, but from the time he saw them appear, he did not panic. He stood there calmly. His beautiful face was light, and his lips were full of a smile.
The beauty of this young man is three points more beautiful than that of a woman. It is not the soft beauty of yin and evil, but a kind of wanton and dazzling beauty like the scorching sun. The mysterious color is contained in the deep eyes, and it is hard to move one's sight just by one glance.
However, it is precisely because of this young man's incomparable beauty, because of his easiness, because of the smile on his lips, it gives him a very strange feeling.
Danger.
Well, it's a weird feeling of danger.
He is just a young master of spirit level. How can he feel this way? It should be just an illusion.
"Fengjiu, what is the cultivation of this old product?" Duanye approached him and asked.
"The golden elixir peak." She squinted and said with a smile.
On hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched. As he said earlier that he couldn't beat the golden elixir, he was given a golden elixir. How could he be so unlucky?
Feng Jiu seemed to know his mind, patted his shoulder, and said with a pair of eyes with a smile: "it's OK. I can't beat you!"
"You said it wasn't long before you entered the golden elixir. The cultivation in the early stage of the golden elixir was able to cope with the peak of the golden elixir?" He said in a low voice, looked at him and sighed: "OK, if we can't find it, we can run!"
"What are you muttering about? Yes? Scared? Ha ha ha! Get them! Take it back and clean it up! " The Jindan friar, who was injured by the eight star flywheel of duanye, drank hard. As soon as the voice fell, a dozen strong men around him rushed forward to surround them.
"Hum! Look for death
Duanye snorted coldly, and his hand moved. The eight star flywheel turned into a light in his hand. He threw the flywheel out in a moment. The flywheel whimpered with a sharp breath and scratched toward the necks of the monks who were surrounded by it.
For a while, I saw the cold light passing by. At the same time, a scream came out. Blood splashed down on the ground. The strong men who surrounded them fell to the ground and died before they met them.
It's also true that the friars of the first rank of the great spirit Master must have been killed as soon as he made a move against Fu Zuoji's peak.
The fat man saw this, patted his stomach hand slightly, and his sight fell on the body of duanye.
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"Old man, don't look at people with such disgusting eyes. It will make me want to dig your eyes."
When the fat middle-aged man was staring at them, duanye also looked at them, especially the fat guy dressed in glittering gold. Seeing him staring at them with that eye, he knew that dirty things were in his mind.
"Hehe, where did you come from? He is really excellent. Each has his own style." The fat man was laughing, his squinting eyes were still staring at them.
However, it is not so much staring at the night as staring at the handsome young man in red.
The young man only had the cultivation of the great spirit Master, but from the time he saw them appear, he did not panic. He stood there calmly. His beautiful face was light, and his lips were full of a smile.
The beauty of this young man is three points more beautiful than that of a woman. It is not the soft beauty of yin and evil, but a kind of wanton and dazzling beauty like the scorching sun. The mysterious color is contained in the deep eyes, and it is hard to move one's sight just by one glance.
However, it is precisely because of this young man's incomparable beauty, because of his easiness, because of the smile on his lips, it gives him a very strange feeling.
Danger.
Well, it's a weird feeling of danger.
He is just a young master of spirit level. How can he feel this way? It should be just an illusion.
"Fengjiu, what is the cultivation of this old product?" Duanye approached him and asked.
"The golden elixir peak." She squinted and said with a smile.
On hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched. As he said earlier that he couldn't beat the golden elixir, he was given a golden elixir. How could he be so unlucky?
Feng Jiu seemed to know his mind, patted his shoulder, and said with a pair of eyes with a smile: "it's OK. I can't beat you!"
"You said it wasn't long before you entered the golden elixir. The cultivation in the early stage of the golden elixir was able to cope with the peak of the golden elixir?" He said in a low voice, looked at him and sighed: "OK, if we can't find it, we can run!"
"What are you muttering about? Yes? Scared? Ha ha ha! Get them! Take it back and clean it up! " The Jindan friar, who was injured by the eight star flywheel of duanye, drank hard. As soon as the voice fell, a dozen strong men around him rushed forward to surround them.
"Hum! Look for death
Duanye snorted coldly, and his hand moved. The eight star flywheel turned into a light in his hand. He threw the flywheel out in a moment. The flywheel whimpered with a sharp breath and scratched toward the necks of the monks who were surrounded by it.
For a while, I saw the cold light passing by. At the same time, a scream came out. Blood splashed down on the ground. The strong men who surrounded them fell to the ground and died before they met them.
It's also true that the friars of the first rank of the great spirit Master must have been killed as soon as he made a move against Fu Zuoji's peak.
The fat man saw this, patted his stomach hand slightly, and his sight fell on the body of duanye.
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