For a moment, the situation that was supposed to eliminate Zhou Tiantong and Zheng Qiuli turned into a situation that involved killing Zhou Tianling himself. Moreover, the creator of this situation was Zhou Tianling himself. He was so mentally retarded and stupid. After spending time with Zhou Tianling, he should be a very shrewd person. This... this is a complete paradox.
The scene suddenly got out of control.
Except Shangguan remained calm and looked at everything indifferently.
The eyes of Feilong and Sunhuazi gradually began to become a little dazed. To put it bluntly, they were dumbfounded.
That’s right! Now that things have come to this, it does seem that this matter is becoming more and more contradictory.
But Zhou Tiantong and Zheng Qiuli seemed to have been completely dazzled by hatred. Why did Zhou Tianling feel good and bad? There was no problem at the beginning, but in the end it became problematic and he was imprisoned in the water prison next door. Finally, Zhou Tiantong said that it was actually impossible to get out of the water prison, but how did Zhou Tianling get out? So much so that after catching Zhou Tiantong in action and making some statements, Zhou Tianling himself became problematic again.
this……
After smoothing out these ideas, I couldn't help but curse Zhou Wenlong and Zheng Baihe in my heart, thinking that you two are really good at playing, but just because of a golden cicada, this matter has been complicated to a new level!
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If the Eighteen Levels of Hell in Yunwen Temple and the Xiujia Ancient Tomb in Kunlun Mountain are very attractive places, and they also contain complicated true and false news, but I think this week Wenlong and Zheng Baihe, because of a golden cicada, This matter indeed made me very interested.
At that time, Grandpa and Shangguan Yunseng were also involved. It was difficult to guess whose chess was this? Whose game?
Suddenly, I started to panic, but I didn’t know why I was panicking. Suddenly Qiu Ci in the bathtub, er, no, it was Zhou Yixuan who grabbed my hand. She seemed to have recovered a little, and she prayed to me. His eyes said, "Sir, can you carry me out? The water is already cold."
Seeing Zhou Tianling and the others fighting together, although they wanted to step forward to break up the fight. After all, more than a dozen people were beating one person, but Zhou Tianling seemed to have a big problem, and Shangguan Jielong didn't say anything. There was nothing to do at the moment, so he clicked head, and took Zhou Yixuan out.
It's actually a bit hot here, but Zhou Yixuan is weak and may be very sensitive to small temperature changes.
She leaned against me limply, and her long wet hair wetted my clothes. She wanted to stand up on her own, but she didn't have the strength, so she hugged me to steady herself, "My lord, I'm sorry, no." I'm sorry, I'm so weak that I can't even stand."
I didn't dare to look at her, because those wet curves would make any man's heart pound when he saw them, so I could only tut, "I told you to stop fighting. How the hell did I find out that you were good at fighting?" Fake, if so many people want to beat a person, he would have been beaten to death long ago. Since you don’t want to beat him to death, give me Aunt Jinxiang in his suitcase. I don’t see that there is a living person here who needs treatment. Well."
As soon as these words came out, Zheng Qiuli and Zhou Tiantong immediately stopped. Zhou Tianling on the ground wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and threw the suitcase staggeringly over.
Xixia Demon Tomb Chapter 57 Whose chess is it? Whose game? (superior)
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