Chapter 323 stuttering

Looking at the sky, the barbarians were always the faint rosy on their cheeks. This time, not only Hong Yu, but also the 36 female killers were completely stunned. For a moment, they were stunned and looked at each other.

"Squeak... The mouse said, my god, bright old boy, tell me what's going on?" The dead mouse flew to the top of Hong Yu's head and screamed in surprise.

Brush!

Thirty-six female killers came to their senses and immediately rushed to Hong Yu. Thirty-six slender heavenly swords pointed at him together. For a moment, a strong murderous intention spread.

"Hong Yu, I warn you that if you insult my ancestor of the barbarians here again, I don't blame the sword in our hand for being rude no matter what you have done to my barbarians before!" The long sword in Molan's hand trembled gently and made people cold. Her willow eyebrows stand up, and obviously her patience with Hong Yu has reached its limit.

Hong Yu turned a blind eye to the thirty-six swords in front of him. He still stared at the virtual shadow of the ancestors of the barbarians high in the sky and was ecstatic. Although he didn't know why it was like this, the ancestors of his Qianlan and the barbarians clearly existed in two different eras, but his feeling at this moment was really real. The ancestor of this barbarism is actually Qianlan.

"Haha, you are really my daughter Qianlan!" Hong Yu danced happily, like a child. He opened his arms to the shadow that covered the sky and the sun, revealing his brazen nature in front of Qianlan: "Nice, why are you flying so high? Come on, fly down and let me hug you. I haven't hugged you for many years."

"Hong Yu, you..." Molan was furious and put the sword in her hand on Hong Yu's neck. "You talk nonsense in front of the soul of our barbarian ancestors again, and I will cut off your head with a sword and worship her."

"Hey, little sister, don't play with the sword casually, you will die." Hong Yu was in a good mood. He smiled at Molan, gently pinched Molan's long sword with two fingers, and moved it away from his neck: "Little sister, I'm not insulting the ancestor of your barbarians, but the ancestor of your barbarians is really my girl, my little baby, little honey, little kiss, little kiss, you tell me. Let them, you are my little kiss.

"You..." There was a coquettish reprimand, and a murderous intention flashed in her beautiful eyes. Molan suddenly raised the long sword in her hand and cut it directly off Hong Yu's neck, insulting the ancestors of the barbarians, which was equivalent to insulting the whole barbarians.

This shameless disciple, even if Yu Zhangmen has an ecstasy feeling, even if he is grateful to the barbarians, Molan at this moment, is still murderous to him.

"Ha ha, you are indeed a shameless disciple..." However, at this time, an extremely beautiful smile suddenly came from the sky.

This smile stopped Demolan's half-cut long sword. Everyone, including the industry and the dead mouse, seemed to be stunned there and could not move.

The soul of the ancestor of the barbarians actually spoke at this moment!

A flood existence that has been sealed for endless years, her soul came to this world and then spoke.

The most important thing is that the head of the Huanhe School has been practicing for so many days, and she hasn't said a word. Now Hong Yu's casual words have made her talk!

"Haha, little sister, did you hear that? She really spoke. She admitted that it was my little kiss, didn't she? Hong Yu laughed wildly. For a moment, he lost control and committed several fights in the air. He knew that the soul of this barbarian ancestor was Qianlan, but he didn't expect that she could still talk to himself.

Qianlan has fallen for several years. Unexpectedly, a few years later, she not only saw her style, but also heard her beautiful voice.

"Squeak... Shit, it's really Qianlan's little girl!" The dead mouse jumped and fell straight down from the air in a daze.

The little hand grasped the slender sword. At this time, Molan and 35 other female killers were extremely confused and extremely excited. The ancestor of the barbarians had always been a mythical existence. Even in the past, when the barbarians were at their peak, everyone in the clan respected her incomparable respect, and today they actually listened to her. What an honor it is for the ancestors to speak.

"See the ancestors!" Thirty-six stunning female killers all put away their heavenly swords in their hands and bowed down in the air, looking extremely pious.

In the high sky, the virtual shadow of the ancestor of the barbarians gently waved his slender hands and could not feel any strength, but the thirty-six delicate bodies kneeling couldn't help standing up. This is a powerful mental force. She is just a soul. It is impossible to exert that kind of real force, but she can exert the power of mind. Soul, that is, soul, a person's soul, can naturally have thoughts, thoughts, and naturally have the power of mind.

However, the power of her mind is really powerful and terrible. Just as soon as the thought moved, 36 female killers stood up.

"Qianlan, what the hell is going on? Can you tell me?" It was not easy to calm down. Hong Yu looked up and looked at the virtual shadow of the ancestor of the barbarians in the void and asked. He really wanted to know what was going on. The demon lord of Warcraft Island and the series of footprints in the ninety-nine paths of the life capital of the divine world seemed to be Qianlan.

"Ha ha..." In the void, the laughter of the barbarian ancestors was extremely gentle, which made the 36 female killers jealous and all looked at him faintly.

"Maybe, I'm the Qianlan you mentioned." In the void, the voice passed down from the shadow of the ancestor of the barbarians is exactly the same as Qianlan's voice before, which is completely emitted by one person.

Hearing the words, Hong Yu couldn't help but be stunned. His heart seemed to be suddenly splashed with cold water. He frowned and said, "What does this mean? Aren't you my sister? Then why do you have the same face and voice as her, even with the same clothes and habits? Also, I just said why did you blush when you hit your little ass? According to common sense, you should be angry!"

"Ha ha, I knew that you guys said you hit others... There, it's not that you accidentally blurted out, but to further confirm whether I'm the Qianlan you mentioned." The vague and flexible eyes of the ancestor of the barbarians in the void looked down at Hong Yu motionlessly and shook his head helplessly.

"I just want to know if you are my girl." Hong Yu was anxious. If it was really just an empty joy, it would be too big for him.

With a gentle sigh, the virtual shadow of the ancestors of the barbarians said softly, "Maybe... Maybe not, I just have a very special feeling about you, a feeling that makes me move, and a very familiar feeling. It seems that you were my lover who will never regret to death, but, But I know that you have never appeared in my life. My real name is not Qianlan. I am the ancestor of the barbarians!"

"You are not Qianlan, but you have the same feeling as Qianlan. Why, what the hell is going on?" Looking up and looking up, Hong Yu muttered to himself that he could not accept this fact.

"Ha, I'm also confused." The shadow of the ancestor of the barbarians in the void sighed helplessly, frowned and meditated for a moment, saying, "Maybe, if you go to Warcraft Island in Tianpeng mainland, you can find the answer you want. All right, shameless apprentice, now, I'm going to help the leader of the Huanhe faction get through the punishment. Are you willing to help protect us?

The flexible eyes blinked gently and looked down at Hong Yu playfully. The expression was completely amplified and diluted Qianlan.

It's Warcraft Island again! Warcraft Island, that naturally has to go! Looking at the look of Qianlan, Hong Yu's heart suddenly stung. Immediately, he nodded gently: "Just because you and Qianlan have the same feeling as me, even if you die, I will protect you well!"