There is no black body on the whole body of the dark elf. It is not black, even the pair of wings behind it is incomparably dark, but it is very beautiful. Because it is transparent.

Lanze is now a state of soul. Of course, it is not blood, but "ghost."

People have "popularity", and a popular atmosphere can be regarded as a real person, truly a living person.

The ghost is a "ghost". If the ghost disappears, it is equivalent to even the ghost can not do it, that is, if a ghost has no "ghost" then it is equal to the smoke.

The "ghost" of the ghost spit is exactly the same as the "ghost" of the human spit. The ghost loses the "ghost" and the person loses the "power" is a end, the smoke is gone.

Lanze spit out a few mouthfuls of ghosts. As a ghost, his face was white and snowy, and there was no ghost.

"Azer! How are you doing? Is there anything?"

The dust himself was also injured, but he was the first to care about Lanze. He didn't know the real name of Lanze. He only knew that he was Azer, because the cute little man called him.

Therefore, the dust is naturally called Lanze as Azer.

After Lanze slowed down, he heard the sound of the dust, but when he heard the sound of Azer, the whole person condensed, and looked at the dust coldly and said: "Shut up! Don't call me Aze later. "Azeri only Lan Yi can call him like this, others can't, even if this simple little man is concerned about him, it will not work."

The dusty eyes covered with innocent eyes, and got up and patted the black robes. The grievance said: "I don't know your name? I don't ask you what Azeri called you? Besides, I think it's kinder to call you. some."

Lan Ze: "..." He can't tell the little man the name, otherwise his family will be angry, and I don't know how long it will take to re-eat the meat. However, if you don't tell him, it's hard to make the default. He called him Aze?

How is this going? This is absolutely impossible.

Lanze slowly got up from the ground, and with one hand on his chest, his brows wrinkled slightly. He planned to ignore this person, and moved his eyes to Chu Tianlin. He sneered at the corner of his mouth and snorted. .

He didn't know that he couldn't beat him. Even if he asked him to let him go, that person might not let him go.

Besides, will he ask him?

Even if he immediately kills him, he will not ask him. It is better to be able to live with it than to be played.

This person wants to see his good face?

In a word, no way...

Chu Tianlin thought that he had given them a lesson. They should beg for themselves and spare them. After all, every ghost who first arrived in hell, he would come in person, and then rescue them from the laws of nature, let They do not have to be tortured in the infernal hell.

What he did was not because of his goodness, he saved those ghosts only for his use, and he enjoyed the feeling of being asked.

"Since you want to die, then you will be yours."

Chu Tianlin stared at Lanze coldly. This time he shot faster than before, and almost used his strength of 80%. Before that, he only used four layers of power.

Otherwise, this arrogant arrogance in front of him, and the dark elf have long died in his palm, where is there life to live now to have a chance to speak?

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