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Chapter 662 You can't beat me

A sudden burst of madness in Ling Hongdan's eyes: "The suspicion is too serious?!"

Her figure flashed, and her right hand suddenly grabbed Ling Luoyu's mask.

"Are you afraid of letting me see you?!"

In the blink of an eye, her fingertips touched the silver fox mask.

It was at that moment that she even felt the coldness coming from the mask.

But at this moment, Ling Luoyu's figure suddenly disappeared.

It was so strange that it disappeared from under her nose.

"What's going on!?

Her body suddenly lost her target when her fingertips suddenly became shocked.

After dodging again, Ling Luoyu was already ten steps away.

"Sorry, Aunt Dan, I really didn't sleep well last night, so I really didn't feel like playing with you today!"

"Play?!"

Ling Hongdan's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, and his mysterious energy suddenly rose.

The third level of Xuanhuang!

"King of Hell, unfortunately it was a great surprise! I rested so well last night that I was so energetic that I wanted to find someone to play with it!"

Amid the ridicule, the mysterious aura suddenly rose, and with a crushing momentum, he crushed Ling Luoyu.

"bring it on!"

Ling Luoyu's lips bent with a wicked smile: "Aunt Dan, your Xuanhuang's third level can't play with mine..."

The mysterious energy instantly crushed.

Ling Luoyu did not dodge at all, and he didn't even mean to dodge. He just stood there with calm wind and let the mysterious energy come to his face.

At the moment of touch.

"boom!"

The mysterious energy of the first level of Xuan Shen suddenly exploded, and powerfully dispersed the third level of Xuan Huang to the end, disappearing without a trace.

"you……"

Ling Hongdan took a breath and stood there in disbelief.

Although she couldn't see Ling Luoyu's face clearly, she could tell that she was not very old.

How can you have such a despicable cultivation at such an age?

Moreover, the disciples trained by the Ling family secretly were all in her heart.

She doesn't remember that the Ling family has such a disciple who is so talented and talented!

"You...who are you?!"

"Aunt Dan, I have already said... In other words, I am your junior! I am also a disciple of the Ling family! As for the name, I am the King of Hell! If you ask a hundred times, I still answer this, but you don't want to

Just trust me!"

"Since you are a child of the Ling family, why do you have to wear a mask?!"

Ling Luoyu held his forehead without pressure.

Although Ling Hongdan is meticulous, he is too rigorous in doing things and will not communicate with each other.

Even though I know there will be no answer, I still don’t give up asking back and forth!

To be honest, she was not annoyed, but she was annoyed to listen.

I didn't bother to pay attention to her now, so I waved my hand and turned around.

"Aunt Dan, if you have the leisure time and time, please help me watch here for a while. I'll go back and make up for it..."

Last night, she was afraid that these people would make some mistakes, so she stared at them all night.

After all, it is the blood of the Ling family. If something really happens, she is tired or frostbite, she cannot explain it.

Now that they are exercising, the sky is warm, so there is no accident.

While they were running around the lap, she would rather find a place to rest.

After all, what is next tonight is the start time of the game!

——

When Ling Jingchen and others supported each other and staggered, it was the sunset everywhere.

In the sunset, Ling Luoyu leaned on the brocade bed, humming a small song of manicure.

In the team coming from afar, some people couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"She will enjoy it, we are so tired!"

Ling Jingchen suddenly glared at him.

"Shut up!"

Chen Tie also waved his hand hard: "Stop talking nonsense. The instructor did this to force out the last potential of our body!"
Chapter completed!
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