"Young Master Dragon God, first give the Patriarch the pill to suppress the fire poison. Xuanyuan Moze has already released it! I guarantee it with my life!" Xin Fan Jian said anxiously.
"Young Master Dragon God, Uncle Dragon God, please hurry up, my grandfather can't hold it anymore!" Xin Qing also pleaded hurriedly, regardless of his identity.
"Gutian, are you okay?" Feng Wuchen looked at Long Nitian and asked, completely ignoring the Xin family.
Long Nitian said: "It's okay, the injuries have recovered."
"..." Everyone in the Xin family was helpless, with panic and worry on their faces, and they could only watch Xin Xuanzi being tortured by the fire.
A few minutes later, a sound of breaking through the sky ca from the sky.
Xuanyuan Mo Ze is back.
No one from the Xiahou family ca, obviously they couldn't afford to lose that face.
"Xuanyuan, why did you do it? Co back so slow! Didn't you see Patriarch Xin waiting for his master to suppress the fire poison? Everyone is dying!" Tian Luo blad.
"That is, because you are still the Eighth Heaven Emperor, don't you just co back after a flash? This is a waste of so much ti. You see how painful the Patriarch Xin is, and you don't know how to care." Aoqing said with no air.
The two sang and made a tie, which was definitely a actor level.
Others also criticized.
Everyone in the Xin family almost vomited blood for three liters of anger.
What a shit! What **** cares! All nonsense!
Anxious and still chat?
Not anxious at all, they all had the ntality of watching the show, and they all wished that Xuanzi would suffer more.
"Young Master Dragon God, Xuanyuan Moze is also back, can you start?" Xin Qing pleaded in a low voice, looking at Feng Wuchen pitifully.
"Young Master Dragon God, quickly suppress the fire poison for the Patriarch." Xin Changkong said anxiously.
"Xuanyuan, it's not that I said you, you are getting more and more lawless, do you know that human life is dead?" Feng Wuchen scolded, completely treating Xin Changkong and Xin Qing as air, without even looking at it.
Xin Changkongs old face twitched violently, and the humiliation of being ignored instantly surged into his heart, becoming more intense, and he said viciously in his heart: "You'd better not catch the old man, otherwise the old man will let you survive and not die!"
Xuanyuan Moze was so anxious that he was about to cry, and quickly explained: "Master, I want to hurry too, but I'm counting the spar. It's already the fastest. After I click the spar, I imdiately move back."
"Count the spar?" Everyone was taken aback, staring at Xuanyuan Mo Ze in amazent.
"What spar to count?" Feng Wuchen asked in amazent.
Xuanyuan Moze explained, "I was injured and put into death jail for so reason, and then asked to co out inexplicably. What's all this? Can I not be angry? He destroyed the six palaces of Xiahou's family in one anger, and suffered ten The three great heavenly emperors made my hands hurt. This was a big loss, so I asked them to give 50 billion spars to treat hand injuries. There are so many 50 billion spars. Of course, it takes ti to count. , What if one is missing? I cant let the Xiahou family get an unbelievable infamy, right?
Destroying six palaces and injuring thirteen great emperors seriously?
Just ask them to give 50 billion spars? This is simply the lion's big mouth!
After pitting 50 billion spars, he said he was worried that the reputation of the Xiahou family would be damaged?
What kind of **** is this?
"..." The people in the Dragon Temple were again dumbfounded.
Everyone in the Xin family also petrified on the spot, all staring at Xuanyuan Moze dumbfounded.
Anyone can imagine the hideous expressions of the Xiahou family.
"Xuanyuan, you...really asking for 50 billion spars?" Gu Yuan swallowed and asked, staring at Xuanyuan Moze sluggishly.
"Will it be too little?" Xuanyuan Mo Ze was also shocked for a while.
"..." Everyone in the Simon family was completely fainted with anger.
"Master, I have carefully counted ten tis. There are 50 billion spars, a lot of them, all in this storage ring." Xuanyuan Mo Ze respectfully said, and directly handed the storage ring to Feng Wuchen.
My God, Xuanyuan Moze actually counted ten tis, how much ti was wasted?
Everyone in the family of Simon was so angry that their viscera and internal organs were tumbling.
Everyone in the Dragon Temple secretly gave Xuanyuan Moze a thumbs up, why didn't they know that Xuanyuan Moze was wasting ti on purpose.
This ti the Dragon Temple was in danger, and it was a blessing in disguise.
Long Nitian and Xuanyuan Moze are not only safe and sound, they also pinched the braids of the Xin family, and now they have pitted the Xiahou family's 50 billion spars, and even brought back their own benefits.
Ten minutes have passed since Xuanyuan Moze's return, and Feng Wuchen still didn't intend to help Xin Xuanzi suppress the fire poison.
Everyone in the Dragon Temple talked about it in the square, which could blow up the hearts of the Xin family.
You know, Xin Xuanzi is still screaming and rolling over there!
Is it **** that I said before I was almost dying?
Where do you care?
It's just opening your eyes and talking nonsense, without any conscience.
Beast! It's not as good as a brute!
"Young Master Dragon God, can you suppress the fire poison for the Patriarch?" Xin Changkong asked in a deep voice, resisting the urge to shoot the wind and dust.
"Oh!" Feng Wuchen slapped his head fiercely and said: "Look at my mory, this has forgotten Patriarch Xin, I am really embarrassed, right away, right away."
forget?
Xin Xuanzi is crying and howling, can you hear ?
With such a loud voice, the dead are afraid to wake up!
Feng Wuchen took out an elixir, and while his figure flashed, he had already taken the elixir to Xuanzi Xin.
The fire poison that everyone feared could not hurt Feng Wuchen the slightest.
The Xin family once again shocked the spot.
However, they didn't think too much, Xin Xuanzi took the pill, and the fire poison was imdiately suppressed and returned, which was an imdiate effect.
The fire poison disappeared, and Xin Xuanzi's old face was pale and weak.
With a fierce look at Feng Wuchen, Xin Xuanzi whispered, "Go!"
Everyone in the Simon family flew away imdiately, not wanting to be ashad.
Today's humiliation can be said to be deep in the souls of the Simon family.
"Patriarch Xin, it won't be delivered. Welco to visit the Dragon Temple next ti!" Feng Wuchen laughed loudly.
"puff!"
Lifting the Dragon Temple, Xin Xuanzi, who flew high in the sky, squeezed his forehead with anger, and spouted a mouthful of blood.
awful! It's miserable!
Having been tortured to death by Feng Wuchen twice, Xin Xuanzai's old bones, I'm afraid he can't stand the third tornt.
"Patriarch! Patriarch!" The Simon family was shocked.
"Haha!" everyone in the Dragon Temple laughed wildly.
"Old fox, fight with , you are still a little tender!" Feng Wuchen smiled.
"Master, Zhu Mietian has the power of Tianzun, this is not easy to deal with." Long Nitian frowned, his expression serious.
Feng Wuchen frowned and said, "I'll go to the spirit beast clan."
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