Fighting the Supreme Realm

Qing Muer lifted her eyelids and nodded: "Yeah, the Gorefiend. Why? Scared? Tell me which branch you are, and never mind, I'm welcome."

Xiao Yan waved his hands quickly and said eagerly: "It doesn't matter which branch I am, I'm here to find you."

"Specially came to us ?!" Qing Muer asked.

"Yes! Where is your patriarch? Please take me to meet him, I have something to tell you." Xiao Yan said more eagerly.

"It's the same to tell me anything. I'm the patriarch's sister." Qing Mu'er looked at Xiao Yan with skeptical eyes and said.

Xiao Yan shook his head and said, "No, this is not a trivial matter. He can only say to the chiefs of the blood demon family!"

Qing Muer couldn't help but slap his lips when he heard the words, thinking that he might have been found and wanted to get confused.

"Will you see my brother casually? Say no, I'm really unkind to say no." Qing Muer.

Xiao Yan meditated, his fingers rubbing against his jaw.

Qing Mu'er looked at Xiao Yan's hesitation, and thought, "Well, I see what tricks you have."

"I still can only say to your patriarch. In this way, please bring three words to your patriarch-Qing-Xuan-Tian, ​​I believe your patriarch will come to see me personally after hearing these three words." After that, he looked at Qing Muer firmly.

"You ... hmm!" Qing Mu'er stomped, leng hummed, and waved his hand to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan even waved his hand and said, "Miss Mu'er, look, we have very low strength and don't know the way. You might as well believe me first, when you see your tribal chief tell him those three words. How about I kill Ren Ren again? "

Qing Mu'er heard that the raised jade hand was in the air, thinking about it, and slowly put his hand down, and said fiercely to Xiao Yan: "Be honest, don't think of any tricks, otherwise I will wipe out It's you! "Then went back to the crowd.

Xiao Yan also returned to the crowd, and instructed Xiao Qi to take a break, and sat down with her legs crossed, her eyes closed, she was running and burning.

At this time, Xiao Yan's burning in the body was stronger than before. I don't know how many times. The fighting spirit in the meridians every time passed, the fighting spirit in Xiao Yan's body must be pure.

The night slowly came, and the surrounding fog became thicker, and the fire flickered in the fog.

"Be careful!"

Qing Muer drank loudly.

Everyone stood up, feeling the vigilance around them, only faintly hearing the sound of Sosso's voice surrounding it.

After a while, the dense shadow of Warcraft appeared from all sides in the sight of everyone.

Looking at the World of Warcraft group that could not help the camp, and then looked at the behemoth that was obviously larger than the other monsters in the center, Qing Muer's complexion was covered with dignity, and he whispered.