The Terror Storm of the End Times

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Yang Xuan was silent for a moment, then slowly walked over,

Yang Xuan was silent for a moment, then slowly walked over, sitting on the edge of her bed, staring at her pretty face, Qiong nose delicate, picturesque eyebrows, for a moment can not help but see crazy. Still remember under the old locust tree, I lay on the chair, that day the sun was shining, the sky was blue, you came over, we two people, sitting on the chair under the tree, chatting, chatting.. "Remember, in the new world, you followed me in the dark without fear of life and death." Yang Xuan suddenly had a trace of pain in his eyes and lowered his head. The air is still. Although this moment is the afternoon dusk time, but because of the small phoenix's reason, the sun breaks, at the moment has become a dark, but with Yang Xuan's eyesight, still can see the scene within a radius of dozens of kilometers. The thatched cottage fell into a dead silence. Time, so quietly, little by little, Yang Xuan just silently gazed at Yuyao's pretty cheeks, his face is getting older and older, just a moment, the wrinkles on his face will be more than dozens of knives, looks like carving, his face is dead. A long time,interactive panels for education, a long time.. Yang Xuan's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, wishing he could close his eyes immediately and have a good sleep, but the person he remembers in his heart is right in front of him. He struggled to look up, but his vision became blurred, and his familiar cheeks became hazy in his eyes, which could not be seen clearly. With a wry smile in his heart, Yang Xuan slowly hung his head and closed his eyes feebly. Body, as if even a finger is not willing to move, only consciousness can think, but also more and more tired, more and more sleepy. Chapter 8: The Death of an Angel! Chapter 8: The Death of an Angel! On a barren planet,4k smart board, the yellow sand is vast, there is no sign of life, only the whimpering wind, the howling of ghosts and wolves. Whoo- "" Suddenly, like a beehive, a large black fog came up in the sky, in which strange roars kept ringing, and sometimes there were bursts of creepy chewing. Suddenly, a huge figure, like a tiger, with two horns on its head, dragon scales all over its body, and a monster with hooves like an ox, rushed out of the black gas, roaring again and again, with frightened eyes. Puff A dark light shot out of the rolling black fog and hit the monster's head with precision. Then, a white, slender palm stretched out from the black fog and grabbed the monster's body with a gentle pinch. The whole body of the monster turned into a mass of black gas, which was absorbed along the white, glittering and translucent fingertips of the palm. Crash The black fog dispersed, smart interactive whiteboard ,interactive boards for classrooms, and an elegant figure came out of it, holding a folding fan, very handsome, with nine black spots between his eyebrows, as deep as a black hole. Yes, the evil spirit is quite vigorous. The young man in white smiled and turned to look. Out of the black fog came a woman, wrapped in gauze, like a fairy, with her clothes fluttering, but on her beautiful cheeks, there was a trace of dullness, and her eyes were empty, like a puppet. "Are you happy that I'm going to be a saint?" Qin Hong looked at the woman in white with soft eyes and smiled. The woman in white looked dull. Qin Hong didn't care either. He turned around and grabbed it with his big hand. The black fog, like a whale playing in the water, gathered in his palm. In the black fog, there were many demons and ghosts hidden, all of which were the souls of the dead in the demon world in ancient times. Roar A three-headed cat monster with tiger stripes broke free from the black fog. He looked at Qin Hong in horror and said in a trembling voice, "Lord, master, you are not dead yet.." Qin Hong smiled, palm wave, a black light hit the three-headed cat monster, this cat monster has not had time to scream, was refined into a trace of black gas, was Qin Hong inhaled into the mouth, and that all over the black fog, some weak monsters, simply can not break free, was refined into gas, from Qin Hong's nose, ears, mouth into. Every time a black gas is added, Qin Hong's breath will be strengthened. "You were slaves in previous lives, and I haven't used you yet. In this life, it's time for you to repay.." Qin Hong smiled and inhaled all the black gas into his mouth, and all the howls of ghosts and wolves disappeared. Let's go Qin Hong stepped across thousands of miles away. Weier looked dull, was about to follow behind him, however, in the moment of stepping out, her slender body suddenly trembled, suddenly turned around and looked into the distance. Tears, from her empty eyes, slowly flow down. Qin Hong turned his head in surprise and said, "What's the matter?" Weier did not answer, but gazed at the distant starry sky, as if through layers of time and space, to see a blue planet, to see a continuous mountain range on that planet, there is a thatched house, in which there is a bent old man. She clenched her fists and sank her nails into the flesh. Qin Hong followed her gaze and could only see a layer of yellow atmosphere outside the planet. He frowned and said, "Is there any powerful monster in this meteorite field?"? This is the place where the ancient gods collapsed, wrapped in mysterious power, no one can detect this starry sky, even if you come here, there is no right way to enter. As far as I know, there should be only the souls of the Great Demon World and the Great God World left here, and there can't be too powerful monsters. He is very familiar with this meteorite field. In ancient times, it used to be the battlefield of the great God world and the great demon world. Countless demon soldiers and demon generals died one after another. The spirits turned into resentful spirits and lingered here. Some of the horrible strong people were suppressed by the remnants of the great God world. Therefore, only the spirits of some small demon soldiers and demon generals were still wandering around here. It was easy for him to deal with these spirits, so he used it as a battlefield of experience. At the moment to see Weier's reaction, immediately some surprise. Weier eyes tears flow down, staring at the starry sky, empty eyes, there is a trace of the color of struggle. Qin Hong immediately felt her abnormality. His face sank and he said in a cold voice, "Are you still thinking about him?"? You can't break the seal. Don't waste your energy. Weier bit through the red lips,interactive touch screens education, empty eyes, gradually there is a trace of fluctuations, struggling more intense. hsdsmartboard.com

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