Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 1918, who commits me, the end of the earth will kill

The clear voice, in the eardrum of Jingjing, is like an ice blade, scratching her eardrum.

Jing Haoran’s body stepped back a few steps, and his eyes stared at the night without blinking, and his heart contracted tightly into a ball.

The girl suspended in the air, a blue silk, scattered on the shoulders, with the wind.

If she was born in the nine days of the mysterious woman, she was covered in eye-catching brilliance and mortal beings.

It’s ridiculous to smile and smile.

Then... is the power of the artifact?

The scenery is full of shock.

Looking down at the scenery at night, I saw the greed and fear in her eyes, and the sweet smile on her lips: "If you commit me, the end of the earth will kill!"

She will throw the flame fan into the air.

The fan fan rotates at a rapid speed in midair and suddenly expands.

Such as a small flame, smashing, burning into flames.

At night, the body fell and the small, slender hand lifted up, and the flame fan was steadily caught.

Immediately, a wind blade that surged like a huge wave, the momentum slammed away.

The whole body that cleared the night, also lingered in a circle like the vortex.

One circle after another, it is extremely powerful, and it blocks all the other breaths around you.

Jing Hao quickly took up the long sword and rolled up countless waves.

The sword is sloppy, unwilling to lag behind, facing the wind blade released from the night, and slashing down.

Immediately, her sword has changed, and people have been forced to close to the night, and the long sword is pointing to the eyebrows of the night.

At night, the corners of the mouth are clear, revealing a cold arc of evil spirits.

Slightly long and charming, flashing with interesting luster.

She did not hide, so she fixed her gaze at the long sword pointing to her eyebrows.

The confidence of the night clearing, the heart of Jing Hao, did not come from, raised a sigh.

The long sword that was thrown out also lost a bit of momentum.

This should not be... is it a new routine for the night?

Jing Hao originally had absolute confidence.

Her sword, the night is clear, there is absolutely no way to avoid, can only choose to resist.

And she is also preparing to fall to the night when the night is cleared.

In any case, you can't let the night clear, and make the power of the artifact.

Otherwise, she definitely lost to the artifact!

However, the look of the night is clear and self-satisfied, and it is really a matter of making a small drum in Jing Xin’s heart.

Jingyu’s suspicious look at the night fell, trying to see a clue from the face of the night.

However, Jing Hao was in the eyes of the two smudges on the night.

The heart, like a volcanic eruption, suddenly exploded.

Jing Hao’s glimpse of the light, his wrists moved, and he gripped Jing Guangjian.

"Looking at the mystery, want to scare the head?" She snorted, her eyes as a sharp edge, "The head has never been afraid of anything! You a little girl, also want to scare the head?"

During the speech, Jing Xuan’s own mystery, the skyrocketing extreme violent.

It seems that all the mysterious powers are condensed on the long sword.

The boundless swords of the vastness, like a broken bamboo, straight into the night's eyebrows, stabbed the past...

The people around me always pay attention to the struggle in the field.

At this time, seeing the night and clearing up will be stabbed by the long sword of Jing Hao, and they are all exclaimed.

There are still a lot of people, eager to rush to the stage, to clear the sword for the night.

Of course...

A scene that made everyone wrong.

Just when Jing Guangjian was clear from the night, there was a fist distance.

Suddenly, the strong sprint of Jingguangjian seems to have encountered some obstacles, and the birth stopped.

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[still working hard]

(End of this chapter)