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As the mainland is surrounded by the sea, no one knows how many unknown places lie beyond the sea.
What people know about *** is just a side of the sea and the other side of the monster island. As far as the northern and southern seas are concerned, few people know what’s at the end there.
Of course, for many Mohren divisions, there is a sacred place on the north side where they all know, and there is the Sanctuary on the north of the Polar Glacier.
The road leading to the Temple of the Holy Spirit is a very difficult road. It is impossible for a person with great willpower and certain strength and luck to reach there.
Choosing this road means choosing self-challenge and sublimation. Maureen is undoubtedly choosing such a road.
Above the sea, Maureen was standing on the deck of a large ship that went to the polar region and marched forward with no haste.
Thousands of Monsters on this ship are companions to the polar region. No one knows what difficulties will be encountered on the road. Therefore, mutual care is very important.
Because of this, after seeing Maureen, who has attracted men’s attention, even if there are many ideas in his heart, no one will go to provoke Maureen.
When the next moment runs into danger, it may be this beautiful woman who saves them.
Maureen looked at the blue sky and sky in front of him, feeling soft and salty sea breeze. For a long time, the sulkingness that had been suppressed in his heart had finally swept away.
Looking at the sea, Maureen’s thoughts can’t help but wander around and think of where it is.
At this time, a long-lost voice pulled Maureen from the chaotic thoughts: “Sister.”
Maureen jerked back and looked at the woman standing in front of her in surprise: “An geese!”
Being hugged tightly by Maureen, Ma Yan smiled faintly: “Sister, what are you so excited about? Wild goose is not here.”
“Well, um.” Maureen wiped away the tears in her eyes. Her hands clung to her arms and looked at Mo Yan earnestly. “Let my sister see if you are thin.”
Mortenson pushed Maureen’s hands and shook his head. “My sister, I am not a child. I can take care of myself.”
Ma Lin suddenly thought of something, his face was white and he bit his lip, and he only said for a long time: “You really … killed Ming and Qing Chen?”
Mo Yan sneered: “This guy has always been unruly to his sister and he will be killed when he kills him. His father Ming Hao is not a good thing. If they don’t start thinking about me, how do I kill them? Hey, the man in the world It’s almost like this, and few are innocent.”
Morin was silent, but she was always unable to calm herself. This younger sister, who was loved by the family since childhood, has now become like this. Maureen’s mood is extremely bad.
“You’re dead, you know? It’s my brother.” Maureen endured for a long time, and she finally said this thing.
Unlike Maureen’s imagination, Mo Yan did not have a bit of sadness. Instead, he looked guilty.
“These two men are destined to have no good end, as soon as possible. The guy named Murray Chung knew all day long to chase power and die in the hands of an equally obsessed son, completely normal.”
When Mo Yan said this, his tone was extremely cold, as if he was talking to Maureen about other people’s affairs.
Maureen shook her head in disbelief: “How are you going to be like this, wild geese? It is our brother and elder brother!”
“What? Brother?” said Mo Yan, who could not help mocking and saying: “If they are really good for us, they should have left the Seven Evils long ago and the family has lived a peaceful life. But you see, we are now this virtue, not yet.” What caused the father and son?”
“Well, the wild goose, not to say bad things!” Maureen straight face, obviously angry.
Mo Yan smiled. “Well, my sister, I don’t say anything. I don’t talk about it. We went to the Sanctuary together and got strength so that I sucked out the Xiao Ling, haha! Oh, I couldn’t think of killing him. It’s so easy to be a cheap guy!
Maureen’s face became extremely colorful. She closed her lips tightly, trying not to speak as hard as she could.
She was afraid of saying that she would not be able to begin to teach this stubborn sister.
“The Temple of the Holy Spirit…” Maureen forced her thoughts into the extreme north glacier: “What kind of place is there?”
“Everyone is careful, there is a sea storm in front!” The captain who drove the ship was an old-looking man with bronze skin. His big voice suddenly made the whole ship hear him.
“The storm of the sea?” Ma Lin Mayan two looked forward and suddenly understood what the so-called storm of sea clouds was.
In front of the sea, a dark cloud over the sea is under pressure. Under the clouds, a group of hurricane whistling hurricanes wind up innumerable seawaters and make a huge roar.
The hull was made of gold steel and millennia old eucalyptus, which survived the hurricane’s attack.
The one who needs to be careful is to ride on this boat.
Maureen hurriedly took out a glazed armor: “Sister, this armor gives you…”
Ma Yan smiled and smiled. “My sister, Ming Chen Ching Chen has many good things.”
To sum up, Mo Yan took an umbrella out of the space and drew it open. The two sisters were under the umbrella.
Maureen slightly loses her voice: “The treasure of the undisturbed sea, nine days of magic umbrella?”
Mo Yan nodded his head: “My sister has a good knowledge. It is precisely.”
Maureen was speechless. The armor in her hands was the only one that could protect her body, or the last time she sent them, and she wanted to use my sister to defend herself. Unfortunately, in front of her sister’s magical umbrella, this armor is like a rag-dryer.
“This girl, lend this armor to me. I don’t have any defensive treasures on my body.” A young Mohist was anxious and mourned Maureen.
Looking at the dark clouds and storms approaching, Maureen hesitated for a moment and lent the green armor to the young Mohist: “Take it.”
“Thank you.” The young magician was overjoyed and put the armor on him.
“This girl, when the storm is over, I will return you immediately. My friend is at the stern, and I will work with them to defend against the storm.” To put it, the young Mohren teacher bowed to Morin, quickly. Go to the stern.
Mo Yan smiled. “Sister, you don’t look like a magic soul. You borrowed that treasure and you definitely don’t want to come back.”
Maureen despised Ma Yan and said: “Don’t always think of people as bad.”
It wasn’t that he looked. “No matter what the number of pieces you send out, it will be OK. Anyway, your sister, I have hundreds of treasures here. It’s just that my sister will be disappointed after a while.”
Maureen isn’t saying: “Be careful, umbrellas are coming!”
The big ship proceeded toward the dark cloud in the established direction, as if the ship was swallowed by this dark cloud, and the sky was dark.
The roaring wind blew up something that was not fixed on the boat and ran into pieces.
Many of the defensive treasures of the poor soul spirits are exhaling the soul power of their bodies, struggling to support their own body is not blown away by the wind, but still some people did not hold it.
“Ah!” A magic soul teacher screamed and his body was like a piece of paper in the wind, and was blown by the wind. With countless gongs, his body was crushed by the hurricane and turned into a bloody shower.
There was also a mohr master who had been struggling for half a minute and then gave a bang. The poor armour on him was finally unable to withstand the double oppression of the hurricane and his soul. The body seemed to be sucked in by the vortex. Quickly flew forward.
“Ah!” Another scream, the body of the Mohren was like a piece of cloth and was torn to pieces.
Under the Tianluo umbrella, the two sisters, Maureen and Goose, seem to be hiding from the rain in peace. No rain or wind touches them, no matter what the weather is.
Can watch more and more of the Mohren division was involved in the hurricane, Maureen’s heart is still very uncomfortable.
“Sister, can this parasol be bigger?” Maureen asked. “I want to save a few more people.”
“Sister, you really have a kind of boring kindness.” Mo Yan said so, but she still magnified the umbrella three times.
At this time, just two more people had been scraped over and happened to be covered by the Moro umbrella and pulled them back.
The two lived away and looked pale: “Thank you…two girls…”
Even in the raging winds, the old captain’s voice was still clear: “We’re going to hold up for half a minute and we’re going through this storm of clouds!”
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