Chapter 5623 The Last Bad Luck 1
Fuck, it seems a bit crazy...
This f*ck hasn't entered the sacred palace yet, people from the Western Regions and Eastern Regions are fighting.
The one who shot was still a milk doll with no hair at all.
Seeing the brat's arrogance, Master Dongfang just watched from the other side and smiled, and didn't make a sound to stop him.
Lord Qiaoqiao glared at her husband.
The sons are all taught to be bad by their husbands, like a moving active volcano.
Husband is holding this baby, if he wanted to stop it, he would have stopped it long ago.
It was all instructed by the villain, husband, to let his son stand out, while he watched the jokes on the sidelines.
Mo Lian looked innocent.
The Western Master put down his resisting hands, and hurriedly took a bronze mirror from the inner world to look at it.
Immediately, he was so angry that he roared, "Come out, come out! Which villain dares to bully you!"
Let me go, this face was photographed twice by a silly mirror, and now the left cheek is swollen.
What's even worse is that his beautiful beard, which was trimmed well, was also broken by the mirror at this time, and I feel so sorry for him.
Mo Baobao kicked two short legs, "Daddy, this man has spoken disrespectfully to you! I'll kill him for you."
Mo Lian twitched the corners of her mouth, and quickly reached out to hold down the funny son.
This baby probably followed his mother, he looked like a militant, and he looked like his mother everywhere.
Of course, he just slandered in his stomach, and didn't dare to say it outside.
If you say it, you will definitely be beaten by your wife...
"Stay up late for supper."
"Yes!" The two were ejected from behind the crowd with a whoosh.
Ao Ye sharply kicked Western Master's lower body, and Xiao Ye punched him on the cheekbones with the holy power.
The Master of the West was startled, and hurriedly turned around to dodge, flicking his sleeves to sweep away the attacking power of the two.
But these two people are very good, he just brushed casually, there is no time to brush away the two rushing energy.
Two waves of holy power rushed to his legs, one left and one right, and of course the Western Master's knees softened, and he was about to kneel down on the ground.
The Master of the West was startled, and hurriedly raised his right hand and slapped the ground violently. He rolled over in the air, his feet were still soft when they landed on the ground, and he almost fell to his knees.
The two of them who stayed up late for supper grinned, their faces turned solemn, and they once again moved towards the Western Master.
The three immediately started a scuffle, flying back and forth on the huge lawn, throwing swords back and forth.
Everyone was dazzled by seeing it, and couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded.
The Master of the South giggled coquettishly, trembling all over his body, "Hey, I said Old West, why are you living more and more and going back? Why didn't you make any progress after retreating for a year, but regressed instead?"
"I look at your realm, and you can't even stabilize the early stages of the Immortal Venerable Realm."
Some people couldn't help whispering when they heard the words.
"No way, will the realm go backwards?"
"Hey, yo, look at you little furry kids, some of you are entering the sacred palace for the first time, so you don't understand. If you don't understand, let your sister tell you." The southern master laughed like a string of silver bells .
When Western Master was fighting Ao Ye Suo Ye, his face suddenly became gloomy, and it was difficult to hide the stinky expression on his whole face.
"Sister, let me tell you. This sacred palace is really fun. After entering, there will be a ranking on the luck list."
"The person with the higher ranking points is naturally the luckier person."
"Last year, you Western Masters, you had five hundred points and you were at the bottom of the list. You are the last one in the Holy Palace experience!"