Chapter 1122
1122. Breeze Monthly 9
"hiss!"
"Hell three-headed dog?"
"He, he is the flame demon king, known as the undead king! Is he here?"
"Still ordered? Who is the Lord of the Moon?"
No matter what other people think, Leng Yan just handed a blue flame-like stone to Feng Qingyue, and then took the hell three-headed dog to the side.
Wherever he passed, everyone retreated, and this demon king came anyway!
"Qiu Qianxue was ordered by Lord Zhuyue to come to congratulate Lord Qingfeng." Afterwards, another person appeared in a blood-red robe exuding a strong smell of blood, as if he had just crawled out of a sea of blood. With a scar that seems to be bleeding forever, it is extremely hideous.
Suddenly a blood stone was thrown towards Feng Qingyue, turned around and stood aside, full of evil spirits!
"The Blood Demon King, known as the bloodthirsty king, why is he here?"
"The Lord of the Moon again? Who the hell is he?"
Lord of the Moon?Lang Shaobai was thinking hard, who is that?moon?In this continent, there is no one whose surname is Yue.
"Gongyang Sima Niu, by the order of Lord Zhuyue, come to congratulate Lord Qingfeng!" Then, a kind-faced, chubby man who looked like Maitreya Buddha appeared, holding the sheep with his left hand and holding the sheep with his right hand. A horse with an ox under him.He gave Feng Qingyue a gold coin with his own face, and then he dragged his family to the side, taking up a lot of space.His oxen, horses and sheep combined are bigger than the three-headed hellhound!
"Pfft, what the hell name!" Lang Shaobai was rescued from the name of the Moon Lord by this strange face.
"I'm going, beast king!"
"Shhhhhhh, keep your voice down!"
"He, he, he, why did he come out?"
"Stand up, stand up!"
"..."
Obviously, this strange fat man like Maitreya Buddha is more terrifying than the Blood Demon King and Flame Demon King.
"Hey, little girl, am I late? Brother Yan, Brother Xue, Brother Niu, cluck..." No one was seen, the voice came first, and then the target was covered by a woman in a red gauze. There are bells hanging on the arms and ankles, and the rings jingle when they walk. It sounds really nice. People can't say how beautiful they are, but those eyes make people dare not look directly at them!It is clearly such a temptation, but it also makes people feel inviolable.
"Little girl commemorates, under the order of Lord Zhuyue, come to congratulate Lord Qingfeng!" After looking at Feng Qingyue, the woman suddenly stood up, bending over gracefully, with indescribable elegance, which matched her exaggerated body. Dress up, contrast and stark.
"Little girl doesn't have any good things, only Yiwu, please accept it with a smile!" As she said, she turned her body around, the bells jingled, her figure was graceful in the light veil, attractive but without the slightest smell of dust.
"The king of dancers!" "She even danced!"
The twins standing behind Feng Qingyue's eyes widened.
"What kind of person is she?" Feng Qingyue turned her head and asked.
"The king of dancers!" "She even danced!"
"Hide quickly!" "Wait, she's dancing a blessing dance!"
The twins standing behind Feng Qingyue's eyes widened.
"What kind of person is she?" Feng Qingyue turned her head and asked.
"This memorial is originally the daughter of a businessman." "But because she likes tulle and doesn't like clothes, she is despised by others and said she is immoral."
"Later she practiced to the emperor level." "To challenge the thirteen kings at that time."
"Hell three-headed dog?"
"He, he is the flame demon king, known as the undead king! Is he here?"
"Still ordered? Who is the Lord of the Moon?"
No matter what other people think, Leng Yan just handed a blue flame-like stone to Feng Qingyue, and then took the hell three-headed dog to the side.
Wherever he passed, everyone retreated, and this demon king came anyway!
"Qiu Qianxue was ordered by Lord Zhuyue to come to congratulate Lord Qingfeng." Afterwards, another person appeared in a blood-red robe exuding a strong smell of blood, as if he had just crawled out of a sea of blood. With a scar that seems to be bleeding forever, it is extremely hideous.
Suddenly a blood stone was thrown towards Feng Qingyue, turned around and stood aside, full of evil spirits!
"The Blood Demon King, known as the bloodthirsty king, why is he here?"
"The Lord of the Moon again? Who the hell is he?"
Lord of the Moon?Lang Shaobai was thinking hard, who is that?moon?In this continent, there is no one whose surname is Yue.
"Gongyang Sima Niu, by the order of Lord Zhuyue, come to congratulate Lord Qingfeng!" Then, a kind-faced, chubby man who looked like Maitreya Buddha appeared, holding the sheep with his left hand and holding the sheep with his right hand. A horse with an ox under him.He gave Feng Qingyue a gold coin with his own face, and then he dragged his family to the side, taking up a lot of space.His oxen, horses and sheep combined are bigger than the three-headed hellhound!
"Pfft, what the hell name!" Lang Shaobai was rescued from the name of the Moon Lord by this strange face.
"I'm going, beast king!"
"Shhhhhhh, keep your voice down!"
"He, he, he, why did he come out?"
"Stand up, stand up!"
"..."
Obviously, this strange fat man like Maitreya Buddha is more terrifying than the Blood Demon King and Flame Demon King.
"Hey, little girl, am I late? Brother Yan, Brother Xue, Brother Niu, cluck..." No one was seen, the voice came first, and then the target was covered by a woman in a red gauze. There are bells hanging on the arms and ankles, and the rings jingle when they walk. It sounds really nice. People can't say how beautiful they are, but those eyes make people dare not look directly at them!It is clearly such a temptation, but it also makes people feel inviolable.
"Little girl commemorates, under the order of Lord Zhuyue, come to congratulate Lord Qingfeng!" After looking at Feng Qingyue, the woman suddenly stood up, bending over gracefully, with indescribable elegance, which matched her exaggerated body. Dress up, contrast and stark.
"Little girl doesn't have any good things, only Yiwu, please accept it with a smile!" As she said, she turned her body around, the bells jingled, her figure was graceful in the light veil, attractive but without the slightest smell of dust.
"The king of dancers!" "She even danced!"
The twins standing behind Feng Qingyue's eyes widened.
"What kind of person is she?" Feng Qingyue turned her head and asked.
"The king of dancers!" "She even danced!"
"Hide quickly!" "Wait, she's dancing a blessing dance!"
The twins standing behind Feng Qingyue's eyes widened.
"What kind of person is she?" Feng Qingyue turned her head and asked.
"This memorial is originally the daughter of a businessman." "But because she likes tulle and doesn't like clothes, she is despised by others and said she is immoral."
"Later she practiced to the emperor level." "To challenge the thirteen kings at that time."