The sons of the wind are about to escape, but it is too late.

Ji Jin glanced at him. At this glance, the sarcasm's eyes suddenly flowed!

He was wearing a robe, and at this moment he was sitting in front of a stall of a hexagram.

"You will be killed by the foal of the god!"

"This is fate!"

At three at noon, the son of the wind was fleeing, and he ran to a dense forest.

But the next moment, a black foal suddenly rushed out and killed him!

The son of the wind opened his eyes again.

"You will be killed by the koh!"

"This is fate!"

In the same case, the same tone, the same person!

Everything seems to have come again.

This time, he chose to hide in the dry well!

But once at noon, a black foal was thrown from the well entrance and smashed him!

Repeat over and over again, as if you can't escape every time!

It was just a moment, the son of ridicule has died in the illusion tens of millions.

The same way of death, can't escape!

This is life!

Can't escape!

Every time I die, the son of the wind is old.

When the son of ridiculing the wind breaks away from the illusion, he is full of energy and blood, and he is already old!

When he was awake, he was screwed in his hands by Ji Jin, and the other hand was dragging back to the return market with blood.

"Mr. Luo is going to live!"

Ji Jin trembled and threw his hands, as if throwing a wild boar, he directly threw the two extremely terrible ghosts into Luo Chen!

Silent!

"Come to someone, let these two people get to know, the rules of worldly!" Luo Chen looked at the two ghosts on the ground indifferently. "Boss Luo, this kind of thing, I am the best!"
Chapter completed!