"Yuan, today is the day of adulthood I look forward to every day. I''ll have a few drinks when I get through the nine times of the disaster. " With that, Luo Xiaoman greedily licked his red lips, as if he had begun to imagine the taste.


    Mo yuan slightly a Zheng, then showed a touch of light smile.


    When is it that this guy wants to have a few drinks, but


    "I''ll wait for you!"


    "Xiaoman (Master), we will be in Qinhuai City, waiting for you to come back!"


    People''s eyes were burning at Luo Xiaoman. At this moment, they also realized that they could not intervene in the next ninth disaster.


    Even if they were watching nearby, they would only be affected, bringing unnecessary trouble to Luo Xiaoman.


    For a moment, people in the Lomu mountain, and under the cover of Moyuan, quickly withdrew from the scope of nine times of thunder.


    When they get out of this range, their breathing becomes more relaxed and relaxed.


    They looked at the sky which was dark enough to drip ink. Now they could only pray for Luo Xiaoman and pray for her safe return.


    "It''s over." The master of Qingcang stood up, and the table and tea set in front of him were all reduced to nothingness and disappeared. "No matter how strong Luo Xiaoman is, it is impossible to survive the ninth thunder disaster."


    "Lord of heaven, really?" Xuan Youlin seems to be used to seeing the miracles created by Luo Xiaoman.


    At the beginning, Lanxi''s three times of natural calamity have survived with the help of Luo Xiaoman.


    The triple natural calamity is also the natural punishment that the extraordinary people can resist.


    If there is no Luo Xiaoman to help, Lanxi is bound to die.


    "You Lin, you still don''t understand." The Lord of Qing Cang shook his head, such as the voice of bailing. At this moment, it showed a trace of undoubted meaning. "This is the curse of the supreme immortal to Luo Xiaoman! Even if the first eight thunderbolts are blocked, the ninth is the real destruction. "


    "But..." Xuan Youlin frowns tightly and looks at Luo Xiaoman in the air.


    So far, he is still so calm.


    "No, but." The master of Qingcang shook his head and sneered: "unless Luo Xiaoman finds a creature that can fight against the supreme immortal, there is no chance of survival!"


    Creation?


    That''s a treasure that can only be found in the legend!


    Boom!


    At this time, the sky thunder rolling, thick black clouds down, like a cage, Luo Xiaoman to be trapped, let her nowhere to escape.


    When people saw this scene from a distance, their hearts could not help pulling.


    Although they can not see Luo Xiaoman, they can feel the power of this momentum.


    "Why I feel a sense of death? "


    People''s mind is tight, look at each other, not only one person, they all feel a breath of death.


    In the dark, there seems to be a voice telling them that the next thunder will bring only one result.


    Luo Xiaoman must die!


    "No! I''m going back! " Luomu mountain bit his teeth, and then his figure moved and he wanted to go back to Luo Xiaoman''s side.


    But, Mo yuan actually pulls him.


    "Moyuan, let me go! Even if I die, I will die in front of Xiaoman. " Luomu mountain glared at Mo yuan fiercely and said firmly.


    "Xiaoman will not die!" Mo yuan shook his head, clear eyes, showing a firm. "Even if I die, I won''t let her die."


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