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#427: Esper of wind

   

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„Elder brother!! My blood brother I fi­nally found you!! I am you sep­a­rate many years of blood brother!!”

God Xi­aoyao hun­gry 800 years of wolf saw the meat like one sud­denly whistling run­ning over , the po­si­tion that goal Ye Tianxie stands, shouted the words that make five peo­ple al­most not have si­mul­ta­ne­ously to be crooked but ac­tu­ally.

His say­ing, shouted to Xie Tian ob­vi­ously.

Situ Chana wants to dig a pit one­self re­ally has buried to enter this Heav­enly Soul Mer­ce­nary group , he is chummy in Ye Tianxie sur­face col­lect­ing, it may be said that is brazen-faced and shame­less, but the thick­ness and this God Xi­aoyao of that fa­cial skin com­pare, is the dif­fer­ence of soap bub­ble and Great Wall city wall comes up sim­ply is one „I am you sep­a­rate many years of blood brother”

This guts, this bold­ness, this fa­cial skin

No won­der this boy en­tices the suc­cess ratio of woman to be so high, be­cause pur­sues the first suc­cess es­sen­tial fac­tor of woman, the lonely young mar­ried woman who is brave face thick-skinned es­pe­cially thoses been able to let loose, in ad­di­tion that can make the face that their com­pas­sion is in flood can­cel one sim­ply.

Even if fac­ing Xie Tian, big of his courage, the fa­cial skin thick had not been af­fected by the least bit.

He sev­eral steps ran side Ye Tianxie to stop in a hurry, both eyes bright vis­its him, that look, that ex­pres­sion, ex­cited looked like saw re­ally the sep­a­rate many years of fam­ily mem­bers were the same: „Elder brother! Re­ally is I, I am free from I very small time, my mother daily held the dream say­ing that to me my one's own elder brother, his name called Xie Tian, added that his long big over­whelm­ing power, was im­pres­sive, more­over was very fierce, to­ward that sta­tion, any Niu Gui | Snake god at­mos­phere does not dare to breathe heav­ily, any so-called mas­ters must stand out of the way I to look en­tirely that many years, the elder brother, I fi­nally found you our maids to be also cer­tain today hold the dream say­ing that to you every day I am your one's own younger brother, is right”

Zuo Pojun: ⊙ ﹏ ⊙ b

Murong Qiushui:( =@ __ @=)

Situ Chana: ⊙ ﹏ ⊙ b

Situ Wuqing:

Your mother holds com­ing out that the dream Nyima pit fa­ther's rea­son thanks to you thinks!! Thanks to you feel all right say­ing that de­ceives un­can­nily does not be­lieve!

The fa­cial skin dares to be thick!?

Four peo­ple have not spo­ken, the strange vi­sion frames on the body of this God Xi­aoyao, sits looked how Ye Tianxie re­sponded.

„Your ad­mit­ting mis­takes per­son.” The Ye Tianxie card quite a while, said such a few words very weak words. The mat­ter of try­ing to get close, he is not first time meets cer­tainly, but achieves the so shame­less bound­ary, he com­pletely is first meet­ing.

„, My how pos­si­ble ad­mit­ting mis­takes per­son! After this is my maid died the di­rec­tion elder brother, you thought that our moth­ers will de­ceive us! Elder Brother, be­hind has the un­prin­ci­pled per­son to pur­sue me, they added that must dig up my skin, has opened my bone, is quite fear­ful the elder brother, you will cer­tainly pro­tect my is right?”

The God Xi­aoyao vi­sion vis­its him earnestly, is lis­ten­ing to be­hind near­ness of that two groups of peo­ple, in his look 50% earnest turned im­me­di­ately mis­er­able, eager looks at Ye Tianxie, the hope of ex­pres­sion, tragic, must ex­ceed by the huge griev­ance 28 young girls sim­ply

Head blue vein of Ye Tianxie braves, the vi­sion looked at a that in the crowd that the scream ap­proaches, sud­denly put out a hand, grasps above the chest of God Xi­aoyao, then ex­hausted fully, gives to raise his body di­rectly, then waved the arms about to lose. Ini­tially he men­tioned Son of Heaven with catch­ing the chicken is the same, let alone physique fil­a­ment thin God Xi­aoyao.

„The elder brother, you can­not such to me!!”

God Xi­aoyao sends out a piti­ful yell in the midair, his these was lost a about ten me­ters dis­tance, when falls to the ground, hap­pen to pounded in pur­sued in the fore­front, on the thun­der­storm that the anger erupted, pounded to turn him di­rectly in the place, one­self also tum­bled on the ground for sev­eral weeks, this stop si­mul­ta­ne­ously, let run away he of most of the day, di­rectly en­tered the en­cir­clement ring of this group of peo­ple.

„Sec­ond Brother is re­ally a Sec­ond Brother.” Murong Qiushui se­lected has se­lected own lip, a face took plea­sure in oth­ers'mis­for­tunes looked that was lost in God Xi­aoyao to crowd to that.

„Has chopped him to me!!” Hit has a dizzy spell, the thun­der­storm that has not stood up with enough time has bel­lowed, by hav­ing the heavy axe in hand must stand up to di­vide him. But along with his is­su­ing an order, be­fore that has the 70-80 th per­son also com­pletely wells up above, to pur­sue here from Heav­enly Stel­lar City fully, un­ceas­ing was made faces by him com­pared with the mid­dle fin­ger taunts, had al­ready sup­pressed the full a lot of air/Qi, at this time saw him to be lost, with see­ing to have killed the fa­ther per­sonal enemy same to throw.

A per­son by these many peo­ple was also sur­rounded, to run away to want not to think ba­si­cally that let alone, God Xi­aoyao lies down on the ground at this time has not crawled, by one, he is wanted to set out not to be im­pos­si­ble, share that only then al­lows to be op­pressed.

But his „es­cap­ing abil­ity first under heaven” the title is not gives for noth­ing, fac­ing this can any nor­mal per­son to the as­pect of dying of suf­fo­ca­tion, he ex­cept for a hid­den bit­ter­ness of face, ac­tu­ally be the least bit flus­tered does not have. His that pair seems like friv­o­lous, the eye pupil that the reg­u­la­tions fine glow four shoot has swept around at the ex­tremely quick speed, then sud­denly raises the both legs, fierce ped­als to the front, a foot tram­pled in that left him re­cently, must hold up the weapon to chop on his per­son leg, the body of that per­son tram­pling shook in a flash, but tak­ing ad­van­tage of this not big in­stead shook the strength, his Yang Tang is un­ex­pect­edly fast after the speed that this did not pre­sent in the body of ground slid

Per­son who be­hind him ap­proaches scat­tered sim­i­larly is quite crowded, the di­rec­tion that but his body slides ac­tu­ally seems the co­in­ci­dence can­not the co­in­ci­dence just passed through that slit that these peo­ple have left be­hind to pass through in legs fi­nally di­rectly, then be­fore they got back one's com­po­sure, a carp played very with ease in­com­pa­ra­ble stood up from the ground, starts run­ning away at once.

„Is this also good?” Situ Chana sur­prised shouted makes noise.

The Ye Tianxie vi­sion con­cen­trates, has been star­ing at his under foot.

God Xi­aoyao has stood up the body, but is still in the crowd, var­i­ous weapon chaotic greet­ing. God Xi­aoyao vi­sion Zuo Pieyou looked that the body is wig­gles for­ward that seems like not re­fined move­ment, will al­ways ac­tu­ally at­tack times to evade a more stun­ning mat­ter, he re­verses the body while runs to leave fast, the body such as a loach of slip­pery hand is un­ex­pect­edly com­mon, even if the small slit, no mat­ter the slit among peo­ple, is the slit of per­son and weapon, even the slit of weapon and weapon, he can „whiz” tra­vers­ing, but the per­son who these passed through also there one slightly can, thinks were daz­zled, be­cause that small slit, must the past also prob­a­bly be uses the brute force to push to open, but. When God Xi­aoyao al­ter­na­tion past, has al­most not ac­tu­ally left be­hind any­thing to dash the feel­ing, be­cause also did not have dash­ing, his speed does not re­ceive any­thing to af­fect.

Do not say that War Soul Hall the group of peo­ple, being in a daze that some­what Zuo Pojun how many peo­ple look, how think that does not un­der­stand ac­tu­ally he achieves his body sur­face did spread sesame oil ci to slide to slide?

Lies down in the ground re­sists can­not the stance, be­sieg­ing of No. 70-80 per­son, he has used ob­sti­nately for ten sec­onds has been sep­a­rated from the crowd, is tak­ing to one's heels the speed that runs he to run is the ex­tra­or­di­nary rapid­ness, by the range es­ti­mate of Ye Tianxie, his Move­ment Speed, at least must over 160! Even must ex­ceed Xiao Bei foun­da­tion Move­ment Speed.

But in the process of run­ning, he has turned around, once again com­pares the mid­dle fin­ger to the back per­son, then van­ished there di­rectly, with­out a trace of dis­ap­pear­ance.

Lost the crowd of goal to stand there im­me­di­ately stares on help­lessly, but the thun­der­storm was the air/Qi ky­oo­dled.

„Whiz” under vi­sion look­ing straight ahead of Ye Tianxie, God Xi­aoyao ap­peared in front of Ye Tianxie un­ex­pect­edly, just by Ye Tianxie neat los­ing, the words of nor­mal per­son should travel im­me­di­ately, the far­ther the bet­ter that left, so as to avoid being lost once again, but he was ac­tu­ally never say­ing die once again ap­peared in front of Ye Tianxie, that look hid­den bit­ter­ness suf­fer­ing from in­jus­tice has not dropped out the tears on the dif­fer­ence: „Elder brother! I re­ally am your blood brother, you can­not such to my we sprang from the self­same root, should you kill me with burn­ing anger, the words that you such make, lets mother soul in heaven, saw sadly.”

But at this time, that had dis­cov­ered the War Soul Hall mem­ber of goal over­took, be­fore left was far, in ad­di­tion the at­ten­tion com­pletely on God Xi­aoyao, the thun­der­storm has not noted Ye Tianxie, at this time saw side God Xi­aoyao was stand­ing Ye Tianxie, his eye stared, the heart tight­ened fiercely, hur­ried re­ceiv­ing con­stantly the foot­steps, that full anger in a flash star­tled and re­placed by the heart fright­ened.

In his hand has eaten hugely owes in­clud­ing Wings of Shrouded Heav­ens this per­son, can­not pro­voke.

The Ye Tianxie vi­sion sweeps them, vi­sion every­where one visit, War Soul Hall up and down is fear­ful and ap­pre­hen­sive, does not have a i per­son to dare to go for­ward again. His com­plex­ion sinks, lets some­body cool off or calm down said a char­ac­ter: „Go away!”

If the ice-cold water drenches from the top of the head, War Soul Hall per­son si­mul­ta­ne­ously has fought a shiver. The thun­der­storm com­plex­ion was black to look like to crawl just from the coal pile, by the vi­o­lence of his tem­pera­ment, if usu­ally who dares such to speak with him, his cer­tain blade has di­vided but, the guts that front Xie Tian, he talked back rad­i­cally con­tin­u­ally did not have.

Be­cause since, by he con­tin­u­ously con­duct at­ti­tude, even if word of the sim­ple dis­re­spect­ing, will draw on the fear­ful re­tal­i­a­tion, adds it again, War Soul Hall had cel­e­brat­ing a hol­i­day with him

Thun­der­storm very wise un­der­stand­ing said one again, his ha­tred looked at God Xi­aoyao one, retro­cedes one step, a hand move: „Walk­ing”.

Di­ver­gence that the War Soul Hall per­son starts to rush to be first, van­ished in the line of sight in an in­stant. God Xi­aoyao has opened the mouth first, then the vi­sion be­comes such as flame ig­ni­tion warm: „Elder brother! You were too grace­ful!”

Ye Tianxie re­mains un­moved, is star­ing at his face, des­o­late say­ing: „Esper of wind, al­though has record, but al­ready nearly 300 years has not ap­peared again, the leg­end van­ished has not thought”

God Xi­aoyao com­plex­ion one stiff, then im­me­di­ately puz­zled say­ing: „? What? What that Elder Brother you just said? My char­ac­ter has not un­der­stood.”

„” Ye Tianxie sends out mean­ing dis­tant pale to smile, then puts out Il­lu­sory Stone, van­ished in same place.

„Can small trough friend, ask for ad­vice sev­eral is­sues?” Ye Tianxie did not greet leaves di­rectly al­ready is the potluck, sev­eral peo­ple have not thought strange. Ye Tianxie walks, Murong Qiushui has col­lected, can­cels that sexy cor­ners of the mouth to say.

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