Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Regardless of whether you are pissed to death or pissed off, Lang Shaobai maintains the momentum of Taishan collapse without changing his face, lying there!No matter how angry you are, if you say you don’t move, you don’t move. Anyway, there is no more negative posture than lying on your stomach.

However, this person who was lying on his stomach didn't have any negative intentions, even if he was lying on his stomach, it made people want to beat him up.

"This pink kid is so good at causing trouble, Ningning, look at him, don't yell at me in the future!" Inside the imperial capital, Yu Chen pointed at the figure who looked so out of place lying on his stomach, and told him bitterly about his grief. history.

However, as soon as he looked up, he found that Ningning had already left his sight.

On the other hand, those who looked at them all fell to the ground alone.

"Ning Ning! Are you dead?" Yu Chen looked around suspiciously, why Ning Ning ignored her this time and left.Also, did you start in such a hurry?

The big eyes rolled around twice, taking advantage of no one caring about her, Yu Chen also found a place and slipped away quietly.

At the same time, on the Xingtai, the nine deadly crimes of Lang Shaobai have already begun, and the crimes should be punished. Sabotage, in their eyes, Lang Shaobai is the one who deserves to die, and he turned to Lang Shaobai in a low voice, "You, can you die?"

Put your face straight, facing the front, with a big and innocent smile on your face, like a baby who doesn't understand anything, but also seems to have absolute confidence, the smile is brighter than that of the sun and the moon To be resplendent, the voice was incomparably affirmative, "I, will not die."

"Hmph, there is no reason for you not to die if you break into my nether world. Immediately, execute." A huge silver machete was placed on Lang Shaobai's neck. The cruel executioner tested the angle and was about to fell down.

Nether's acting style has always been so arbitrary.No one can change what they decide.Although this kid in pink clothes has brought a lot of trouble to Nether, that's all.The so-called boss probably gave him up.After all, in this world, no one is stupid enough to fight against the entire Nether just to save one person.Although it is normal, it also makes people sigh.

Sigh for his arrogance, sigh for his arrogance, sigh for his shamelessness, and also sigh for his following the wrong person and breaking into a place that shouldn't be.

But the smile on Lang Shaobai's face remained unchanged.

Without the slightest fear, and without any anxiety, he will not die. This is the belief that Lang Shaobai showed under the sword of death. With a smile as bright as the sun, people can't help but close their eyes.

The picture seemed to be frozen under Lang Shaobai's bright smile, and the scimitar was about to fall.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the entire ground shook, and those who watched through the mirror felt the instability of the image.However, the ones who were more impacted were the people who were watching the execution outside the nether world.

Reflecting the shaking, the scimitar fell to the ground, and the thin blade cut the ground, which was stronger than the copper wall and iron wall, into two halves.

However, the most shocking thing at this time is not here.

It's the other side...