God is a middle-aged man with a strong figure and strength.

"Well, even if you want to get the world's treasure." At dusk, Xuemei frowned and said disdainfully.

"I'm not qualified, so try, God knows." God stole the finger of the whole world, it seems that it was on this finger, stabbed that energy shield, and then a mental storm, stolen from God's mind, Turned into a big mouth, two I swallowed, this is the law of mental attack.

The "Bang" finger was blocked by the energy shield, but the big mouthed soul bit two people through the energy shield.

When the protagonist wanted to show the Yin Emperor to the demon, the energy mask was once closed, and then a figure appeared in the snow at dusk.

"Disperse" whispered, mouth split open. Then, the protagonist clearly sees the figure of the character. This is also a middle-aged man, and a middle-aged man has the taste of being in charge of the whole world. He looked at the protagonist and seemed to be about to kneel. This kind of kneeling is not something his spirit can resist at all, it is natural.

"I", a light drink, the late night snow hugging me, seems to have known that I have such a living situation.

"What's the matter, what happened just now?" the protagonist shouted from the bottom of his heart, and the strange thing was that a person stood there, doing nothing, and did not come out with any energy fluctuations, that is, standing there, let him Worshiping unconsciously, as if he couldn't do anything.

"Again, who are you and why do you keep wanting her." Seeing the middle-aged man, the thief started to panic, how many things he had designed so that red blood rushed out of Wanxue's spirit, and then he waited for the night The arrival of the weakest moment in the snow. Because he didn't want this guy to show up.

"Go out" The middle-aged man didn't say much, just drank a big glass, that voice, like thunder anger, public anger, panting, rolled to the gods, God stole a dull hum, but the body was in Back off quickly. (3) The middle-aged man didn't say anything, just drank a big glass, like thunder in the sky, public anger, strong breathing, and rolled to God.

As he left, he grabbed the body and took some pendants with him.

Instead of chasing it, the middle-aged man turned his head to Wanxue and said, "You have to be careful with the snow at dusk, you have to be careful, the treasures of the world have been leaked, and the people of the Palace of Happiness are here now, and they also want to enter the Great Hall. Go to the desert to get a part of it." So you have to be careful, I've let Mo Yu fall into the world, you wait for him, then go to the exhibition hall, everything is done according to plan.

"Yes, Dad," Chi Shuxue said, saluting the man slightly. "Yes, Dad," he said respectfully. "Yes, Dad."

The father is Wan Xue's father. The protagonist is surprised, but he hears it. Wan Xue seems to have little affection for his father and daughter, and more respect.

"Huh?" Father's late snow, who also saw the evening snow, caught my eye and immediately condensed. The protagonist is like a beaten man, his body backs up again and again. Suddenly, like the anger of heaven and earth, the me in my heart suddenly went up and down seven times. This is not the mental fluctuations of ecstatic times, but the fluctuations of ecstatic times.

"The sky is far away, you are the person on the top of the mountain." Wan Xue's father suddenly said, his eyes looked at me, as if he saw him through the general, and his voice softened a little, which made the hero's heart feel a little better.