Seeing that his hundred-year-old soldier's soul had been captured, he was surrounded by them, and Long Wen understood that he was now afraid that he would not even have a chance to escape.

"My master is Longze, the black-winded mage. If you kill me, my master will surely avenge me, and if my master shoots, you will surely die miserably."

Knowing that he could not escape, Long Wen could only move his own backstage out, hoping that Jiang Yuan would be able to ignore his master's existence and let go of himself.

“The black-winded mage, Longze?”Is it very huh?”

Jiang Yuan looked at Ma Xiaoyu in doubt, and apparently asked her if she knew the so-called black wind mage.

Ma Xiaoyu shook his head: "How long have I been out, most of the time is still with you, since you have not heard it, where do I know?" 」

After Ma Xiaoyu finished, he looked at the hairy with Jiang Yun.

In their opinion, the hairy out of the mix for a long time, maybe you will know something.

In fact, Mao Yingying also really knows the black wind mage Longze, but she did not answer for Jiang Yuan, but stared closely at Long Wen, very seriously asked: "Your master is really black wind mage Longze?"“The black-winded mage who is good at raising ghosts?”

Judging from the performance of Mao Yingying, she not only heard of the black wind mage Longze, but also understood.

However, it seems that the so-called black wind mage Longze is still very simple, so that Mao Yingying is very scrupulous, and even the tone has become a little condensed.

He knew his master, and he could not help but rejoice.

If you know, there is hope.

He was really worried that he had encountered a group of two stumps who had never seen the world and did not know anything.

If it is true that, even if your background is large, it will not play the slightest effect, then it is really wrong to die.

"Yes, my master is really the black-winded mage Longze, he is now in the city of Guangdong, if you kill me, you can't run away."The so-called wronged family should not be unsolived, everyone has no hatred, why do you suffer and live?"

Long Wen is also a person who can look at his face, and after understanding that Mao Yingying knew that his master was powerful, he was no longer tough, for fear of being counterproductive, but said soft talk.

He believes that under their own hard and soft, they will not be embarrassed by their own.

As long as they can escape this robbery, they will ask Master out of the horse at that time, none of them will escape.

It seemed to be a wonderful scene that had been thought of, and the tension on Longwen’s face disappeared and was replaced by a bright smile.

However, Long Wen's smile did not last long, and Jiang Yuan's one-footed kicked him back from his fantasy to reality.

"Smiling like that, I'm sure you don't think anything good."Jiang Yuan stepped on the dragon and looked at him very unscrupulously.

Being so humiliated by Jiang Yuan, Longwenton was angry at the moment, pointing to Jiang Yuan to break the scolding.

However, his voice had not yet been released, and he was pressed back by Jiang Yuan.

The foot on the dragon bra slightly, so that the dragon who just wanted to talk felt sulky, and could not open it with Ben.

"There is no part of you talking here, you shut up my good words, let you talk to you, you can talk, you understand?"

His feet stepped on the dragon, Jiang Yuan looked at him condescendingly, the tone was very cold, as if Long Wen dared to say a no, he would crush the chest of Long Wen.

Feel the strength from the chest, Long Wen's heart is really afraid.

He could feel that Jiang Yuan really dared to kill himself, rather than joking with himself, so although he felt a great humiliation in his heart, he did not dare to have the slightest rebuttal.

Seeing that Long Wen gave in, Jiang Yuan asked Mao Yingying, “What kind of person is that black-winded mage, Longze, looks so powerful, that can scare you?”

Ma Xiaoyu also looked at the hairy lady curiously, waiting for her explanation.

Looking at Jiang Yuan's appearance of stepping on Longwen's feet, Mao Yingying sighed: "We are afraid that this time we are in big trouble, the black-wind mage Longze, is as powerful as a person who is as powerful as a brow master, and is very good at raising ghosts and ghosts, it is said that there are many powerful ghosts in his hand, and the brow master has fought with him several times, each of which has won or wrong."

Mao Yingying simply introduced Jiang Yuan and Miss Ma to the black wind mage Longze.

When he heard that the black-winded mage was as powerful as a browhead, Jiang Yuan and Ma Xiaoyu were also surprised.

The power of a brow person, they are very clear, even if the two people join forces, afraid that in the hands of a brow can not go how many rounds.

And the black-winded mage, who was actually as powerful as a browhead, if he remembered it, was not a good thing.

"Well, even if the black wind mage is no matter how powerful, can we let go of this scum and let him continue to go to the fire-breathing girl?"

After Ma Xiaoyu was surprised, he showed an angry expression.

Although he knew that the black wind mage was very powerful, she could not see the slightest fear in her face.

At this moment, it is more appropriate to use a word to describe Ma Xiaoyu, that is, the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger.

For the sake of justice, there is no doubt.

Jiang Yuan nodded, joined Ma Xiaoyu and said, "Since we were involved in this matter, we have been destined to offend the black-winded mage, even if we let go of this dragon text, he will not be grateful at all, perhaps as soon as he returned to ask his master to deal with us, such a person, resolutely believe."

The meaning revealed in Jiang Yuan and Ma Xiaoyu's words is obvious, that is, to kill, and the dragon text must not be let go.

Hearing Jiang Yuan and Ma Xiaoyu say so, Mao Yingying no longer said anything more.

Although she was jealous of the black wind mage, Jiang Yuan and Ma Xiaoyu were right, anyway, they had already offended, and they were not afraid of being more vicious.

In addition, so let go of a wicked and evil person, such a thing, she can not do.

Mao Yingying breathed a long breath, as if he had put down a stone pressed on his chest, and his face became relaxed, and when he looked at Long Wen, he looked at the dragon, and there was no hesitation.

“Amitabha!”

The wind was singing a trumpet, and the attitude was self-evident.

I listened to Jiang Yuan's discussion of the dragon, and after seeing this behind the scenes, his eyes suddenly stared big.

I thought it was a matter of ten nine stable things, but who knows, they discussed it, and in the end it would be such a result.

He wanted to open his mouth so that they could discuss it again, but Jiang Yuan did not give him the opportunity to speak.

Since Ma Xiaoyu has already said that they have already said, Jiang Yuan naturally did not hesitate at all, stepping on the feet of the dragon's chest, and suddenly broke the heart of Long Wen, and died again.