The old tooth bit, the green Yu Su Xuan gas to vent wildly, wants to repair the distortion of the space.

Who knows?

it seems to be provocative, and Ling Luoyu's blue luster also soared.

In the chime of the chaotic nine turn clock, the space distortion of Qing Yu Su is more and more serious.

The big beads of sweat fell down his forehead and his back was wet.

If he goes on like this, he will die!

Ling Luoyu's joking eyes glanced at the direction of the hall door.

"Fat man, stop him!"

Wind into the forest, see the joy, smell speech from a Leng.

"What?"

Before returning to God, Ling Luoyu has withdrawn his space.

There is no time to think about it, the wind into the forest rushed out of the door.

"Whoosh!"

A figure came to me.

"Dad

Qing Yimin rushed in.

"Stop!"

Feng Chenglin drank, and his arm was stretched out. He was locked and buckled in an instant. He fell to the ground and was suppressed.

"Don't move!"

He can't clean up his father. Can't he do it?!

"Bang!"

Qing Yimin fell heavily on the ground, and could not spit out the painful screams. He was so depressed that he almost carried it back.

At the moment of his appearance, Qing Yu Su's face changed greatly.

"My son?"

Especially after seeing Qing Yimin fall into the hands of Fengcheng forest, he is more panic stricken.

He nearly killed Feng Chenglin just now. With his temperament, he was afraid that he wanted his father to pay for his son's taste, and started to attack Qing.

No way!

He can't watch his son go wrong!!

"Stop it! You all stop it!! Don't touch my son

No matter his life is in danger, he even received Xuanqi space, desperate to save Qing Yimin.

Ling Luoyu's heart is strong, how can he become a fish in the net?!

With his fingertips turning over, Ling Luoyu builds a space around fengchenglin and qingyimin.

At the same time, the fingertip pulls up the chaotic yuan spirit, and the soul power of the chaotic nine turn clock is pressing down.

Without the protection of space, qingyushu is like a fish out of water, and has no capital to fight against.

With a grunt, he fell to his knees and curled up with his head in his arms.

Chaos nine turn clock seems to have the power to devour all, overbearing wanton want to take his soul away.

"Ah..."

Hearing his father's scream, Qing Yimin is also furious and struggling.

"You let me go Let me go... "

His son's cry made Qing Yu Su even more heartbroken.

He tried to resist several times, but he was defeated in the end.

Ling Luoyu's Lotus step moves gently, but you stand still, standing high, and her eyes are evil and charming.

"Qing Yu Su, want to save your son? Don't have to work so hard

Fingertip flip, chaos yuan spirit again, through the chaos nine turn clock.

"Hum"

the chime of the chaotic nine turn clock was even louder, and the scream of Qing Yu Su could not be contained.

"Ah

When he yelled, Qing Yimin was even more crazy.

"Dad

Little did not know, his call, more than Ling Luoyu's killing can defeat Qing Yu Su.

And his shouting is exactly what Ling Luoyu wants!

Qingyimin is the dead hole of qingyusu!!

As long as he is in hand, Qing Yu Su has only one way to surrender.

She's not in a hurry!!

Hearing his son's call, Qing Yu Su finally collapsed.

"Ling San! As long as you don't hurt min'er, you can beat me out of my wits! "

Ling Luoyu squatted on his side, smiling evil and sycophantic.

"What's the point of you being so scared? Let's play with me and ask you How about it? "

Qingyu suqiang holds on and looks at qingyimin.

Because the eyeball is congested, he can hardly see his figure clearly, can only see his struggle vaguely.

"Good I promise you... "

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