Li Jian'an and Yu Lianyun looked at Xin Junmao in shock as he suddenly stood up and suddenly became brave.
Xin Junmao took another step forward, blocked his body in front of Yu Lianyun and He Jiaan, and said in a stern tone: Together with you guys we can rebuild the broken palace. ”
"You will boil me, and you must die too." Mr. Qiao disagreed with Mr. Xin Junmao's agreement. As he said this, he stretched out his right hand, and a large, unidentified sara behind him suddenly tore open, forming a clot of red blood. A large hand stretched out from the crack and held down He Jian'an and Yu Lianyun, trying to kill them.
Xin Junmao gritted his teeth and jumped into the attack range of the big hand. Immediately, the b in his hand exploded again with a flash of light, and then the kind-hearted bhikkhuni appeared again bathed in the Buddha's light. He supported the bright glow as he chanted scriptures. Invisible barriers gather to repel the great hand.
"You're lying!" Seeing Xin Junmao's actions, Mr. Zhao shouted.
"I'm serious, I'll be your executioner," Xin Junmao said solemnly, "but I don't want to see anyone else die, so please don't do it."
Miss Qiao screamed and jumped at the Roshan monster behind her. His body slowly merged with Roshan's monster body and his beautiful eyes were full of evil evil birds.
Seeing that they could not reach an agreement, Xin Junmao's eyes were a little red and he choked up a little with despair. “Do I still have to do this?”
Looking at the huge mountain of flesh roaring at the world, the white human limbs on top of the mountain of flesh are tied together and tied together, playing in the air by themselves, the ugly and dirty temperament is on full display.
``Xin Junmao, what do you want to do?'' Yu Lianyun felt that Xin Junmao's attitude was a little strange, as if he felt that he had to make a huge sacrifice even though he didn't want to do anything.
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