Billionaire God of War

Brother dog smiled and felt warm in his heart.

He wanted to reach out and gently touch Jiang Yao's small face, but his hand couldn't lift up at all.

Looking at Jiang Yao's eyes, they all cried red. He was moved.

This girl, although still young, actually knows everything. She knows that her tears can save everyone. Even if she is most afraid of crying, she forces herself to cry at the moment.

There is more and more water in the longevity pool, which has become clear.

Those blood and water were diluted so that they could not be seen. The thick fog was scattered and full of vitality. The whole space was surrounded by this fog.

Brother dog, they were shrouded in this, using those vibrant fog to constantly repair their injuries.

Jiangning felt it seriously. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yao's tears were so fierce. Now it seems that brother Gou's life must be saved. As for the recovery of the injury, it must take some time.

Anyway, as long as people can survive, this is more important than anything.

He asked Jiang Yao to sit there with them and talk to them from time to time to keep them awake.

He was on one side to protect the dog brothers and began to check his body at the same time.

Just when he was fighting with the demon king, the group of white Qi in Dantian suddenly poured out, which made his strength soar, and even fearless of the dark spirit of the demon king, which surprised Jiangning.

Before, he didn't have this feeling, and didn't even find that those white awns could be used like this.

At the moment, he tried again, but he couldn't mobilize. Even he didn't know how to communicate these white mans.

He could feel the white awns wrapped in a ball in his Dantian, floating and sinking there, quiet.

But when fighting, that kind of violent state makes people feel terrible!

If the demon king doesn't escape and tries his best to seriously hurt himself, maybe he can really kill him!

Jiangning sat cross legged, closed his eyes and relaxed his mood.

Soon, he entered the state. He wanted to hook those white awns through his body, but he still could only feel them, but he didn't know how to use them.

These white mans must be what I got from sitting in the Dragon chair before.

Jiangning couldn't help but open her eyes and look at the Dragon chair in the thirty-three days in the distance. There, it seemed as if she was still sitting alone. At the same time, she stared at herself!

But what is this white awn?

It is said that it is related to the Jidao boxing manual, but in the lines on the boxing manual, Jiangning did not find a description of these, not a word.

"Can we say that these lines are not complete and some are missing?"

Jiangning's mind suddenly thought of such a possibility.

The nine fist scores are all on him now. He has cracked all the lines on the fist score, but is this the whole?

He knew that those lines were not all. After all, these lines were probably the words used by another civilization. How could they be so few.

But where are the missing ones?

Jiangning feels that it's not the right time to think about these now. The most important thing now is how to find out what those white mans are and how to use them.

He has played once. He knows how terrible these white mans are. Even if he recovers a lot of demon kings, he can resist them. What surprises him most is that those white mans seem to be able to restrain the black evil spirit of the demon king!

There is such a good thing in the air, but it can't be used flexibly. Jiangning is a little angry.

But anger is useless. We must find a way to calm down, he reminded himself.

"Da Da!"

In the distance, footsteps came, fast.

Jiangning opened his eyes and recognized who the footsteps were. He put down his guard. He was an old urchin!

The old urchin came quickly. He didn't trust Jiangning. They were fighting with the demon king here, and he could only guard in the East China Sea.

"Where are the people?"