Chapter 1078: Duan Feihan: It's Not yet Dawn, We Can Come Again

Chapter 1078 Duan Feihan: It's not yet dawn, we can come again

The beauty in the lake did not reply, and the lake gradually returned to its previous calm, revealing Su Qiuqiu's beautiful little face.

Su Qiuqiu is not afraid, it is estimated who cast the spell.

beautiful people.

She has always had a crush on beautiful people, and this man is no exception.

And what is the secret of the fox clan? Could it be that she is a secret that even a fox saint does not know?

I have to say that Su Qiuqiu is a little interested.

Gatrenlin State is in Continent O, and the stinky brother has always been very afraid of this place. She knows that the magic cultivator under his Demon Domain will not go to this place.

But since she was in Continent O, she wasn't too worried.

Continent O is the domain of the Demon Domain. Rao is a large number of Western blood races from the ancient races, and it has to give the Demon Domain Lord a face.

The big deal is to tell the stinky brother to go together, she is not afraid of any danger.

Su Qiuqiu thought for a while, and was about to return to Continent O to watch the excitement. As for what votes she had left behind.

Vote, it doesn't matter if you vote or not, the big deal is that the Fox clan's vote can be regarded as an abstention.

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The sun was rising from the horizon, and the early sun was shining.

April 18 came.

The major monks in the global cultivation world waited for a whole night without doing anything, just watching the latest news in the underground forum.

On April 17, Bai Chuwei formed a contract with Duan Feihan, the young master of Dark Night.

Then, there is no then.

What is the ultimatum given by the Western blood clan, asking to kneel and apologize publicly on April 17?

I'm sorry, Bai Chuwei didn't take it to heart at all. The Taoist partner formed a contract with a Taoist partner. Do you really think that you need to apologize publicly?

think too much. It doesn't exist at all.

The blood of the blood clan was completely unable to hang up.

Bai Chuwei just didn't apologize, and shouldn't the Taoist couple form a contract that day? They waited stupidly all night, and Bai Chuwei might have pulled the Young Master of Dark Night to be happy all night!

This is a slap in the face of their blood clan!

What a shame!

Edward's head was congested with anger, he slapped the coffin lid with his palm, and kept repeating in his mouth: "Recall vote, recall vote!"

Bai Chuwei doesn't take them seriously,

Then you have to make her regret it and make her the target of the entire Chinese nation.

Remove the last god of the East, and let Bai Chuwei be pointed by the Chinese monks in the future!

The moment the early sun rose on April 18, the Western blood clan released official news on the underground forum, and they decided to vote for recall.

The voting has not yet started, and all the monks already know the choice of the blood race, which makes people sigh.

Zhao Tianfang calculated and calculated, there is really no room to win, and he can only constantly comfort himself:

"God disappears and disappears, and the time is also fortunate."

"Senior White restores the dragon veins. Our country will get better and better in the future, and the gods will no longer be there."

Although so comforting themselves, the Huaguo cultivators are still a little astringent in their hearts.

It's as if something you've had all along is suddenly announced by someone else that you don't have it anymore.

That feeling, really uncomfortable.

"What on earth is Bai Chuwei thinking? It's not to kill her to ask her to apologize!" Someone almost shouted.

Not only did he not apologize, but the Taoist companions formed a contract that day, which was like slapping the blood in the face of the blood clan, which was extremely insane.

Bai Chuwei?

She hasn't woken up yet.

Kisses as dense as drizzle continued to spread down her cheeks. Bai Chuwei closed her eyes and pushed the man gently, her voice a little lazy: "Hanhan, don't come when it's dawn, I'm going to Mount Everest these days."

Duan Feihan waved his hand lightly, the scorching sun outside the window gradually dimmed, and his magnetic voice took it for granted: "It's not dawn yet, we can come again."