MTL - Lady Su’s Revenge-Chapter 490 Seeing the poor

"Master, the time is almost up."

Inside the fence, the guards around the middle-aged monk were like a whispered voice. The middle-aged monk turned the thumb of the thumb and walked to the center of the field and laughed loudly: "The channels are almost the same, we set off!"

When the voice fell, all the monks who were resting at the meeting stood up. The middle-aged monk immediately separated one person to lead the way. When the first place was worn out, the remaining 80 people immediately followed.

On the way, the middle-aged monk spoke of some precautions about the funeral site.

"You must be familiar with the funeral place, but for everyone to consider, you still have to explain it. The place where the funeral is everywhere is a chance. You must not let go of any rock. Maybe there is a turtle in it. A precious aphid of the state.

Moreover, killing the demon can, but not destroying the demon, otherwise no one can save you. ”

Xuan'an listened and nodded.

He once said that the remains of White Rock were built on a large funeral cemetery, and the appearance of small funerary sites on the outside is unusual.

In this way, he is more and more convinced of this action.

Su Shi was able to hear a little bit of understanding. After secretly asking Xuan'an, he made a glimpse of his eyes.

This white stone ruins is actually a burial of the truth.

In the era of ancient revisions, there were sacred repairs. Although they were rare, every means of repairing was unpredictable and could not be done by ordinary people. The locusts in their hands also played their roles.

In the reincarnation mirror, the “sounds and acquaintances”, “miles of stalking” and “souling sorrows” that she encountered were all rare locusts in the system of repairing, while ordinary locusts were simply superimposed. Repair, the role is very limited.

Su Shiyou remembers that in the reincarnation mirror, she used the "sounds to recognize each other" for the first time, and the disaster was led to "Yang Wei", which solved a big problem for herself.

The "sound recognition" is reflected in the Qingshui world, and it still has the same effect. Even if it is used by a monk in the base period, it will make it difficult for the monk to distinguish between true and false. If she gets it again, she will be able to play a greater role. .

With this in mind, Su Shi’s eyes flashed and he glanced around.

It’s good to cultivate the truth, but the premise... this action is true.

After half an hour, more than 80 people in a row walked to the tip of the ruins and the critical point of the inner circumference. In the next few miles, the danger would increase several times.

Xuan'an looked at the ruins of the deserted and lonely, except for their ranks, no one else.

“Is this really a funeral place?”

He couldn't help but ask, the middle-aged monk smiled a little. "There is no shortage of heroes. If the burial place is so easy to be discovered, it has been dug away in the first two years, and where is the turn to get us."

Xuan'an heard the words and made sense. For the time being, he put down the suspicion in his heart, but he was deceiving. Among the other 30 people, there were gray-gown robes who noticed that the face was suddenly changed and shouted loudly:

"Small and small masters are careful, there is killing in the ground!"

As soon as this was said, Xuan’an’s pupils contracted instantly, and they did not say that Lasu’s collapsed and wanted to leave the middle-aged monk.

"Damn, it's the miscellaneous of the Aurora!"

The middle-aged monk's face was slightly ugly and waved coldly: "Hands!"

With a command, the guards who had been faintly forming an encirclement around Xuan'an were quickly approaching.

Xuan'an looks cold, with dozens of Lingyu popping out with one hand, turning into a barrier around the body, and the spirits of the five colors are pouring on it, bursting from the silent mountains!

At the same time, the rest of the middle-aged monks have also fought with the Aurora monks, but they will see death and injury.

"Little Lord!"

The gray robe old man's face changed wildly, and the white sleeves greeted the storm and turned into a giant knife. Under the armpits, the horror fluctuations of the influx of the blade slashed dozens of guards and monks in front of them into dozens of paragraphs.

"The robbery period!"

The middle-aged monk saw this scene, his face changed slightly, his eyes were gloomy but he did not panic. Christine said: "Ghosts are old, things have changed, please help!"

Always beside him, the thin old man who is only six feet tall is smashed into a line of eyelids, suddenly opening a little, and his body shape disappears into place.

The old man in the gray robes was in a hurry, and quickly approached Xuan'an. Suddenly, a white clawed shadow hit the target without a warning, and the target pointed to his heart.

The old man in the gray robe snorted, and the left-handed sleeve robe was turned into a silver round shield, which was blocked in front of the claws.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The five fingers touched the crispy sound and the silver shield showed five black spots, and the whole shield was dyed black.

The old man in the gray robe smiled and immediately put the round shield on the ground, letting it be polluted by black and turned into a pile of black scrap iron.

"Sen Luo claws, you are the Vientiane old devil!"

The gray robe old man's face was gloomy, and the old man with a blank face looked at him with his eyes. Suddenly, he screamed and laughed. "Oh... it turns out that your sickle is a running dog of the Aurora, and it’s really lost. Repair the face."

Zhen Zhen was identified as an identity, and a cold sweat, "The old man was born in the Aurora, what is shameful? It is you, when did you all fall to the point of selling for others?"

Vientiane, the old devil, said that he was not angry and laughed. He pointed to the middle-aged monk of Huaqian, and ridiculed him with a good intention: "Seeing clearly, the old man and the sneaky person are just cooperative relations. After finishing this order, they continue to be happy. You still think about how to save your family's father and son!"

"What, sneaky?!"

In the heart of Zhen Zhen’s heart, the heart was even more worried. The ghosts in the Jiuli area were notoriously acknowledging the money and not recognizing people. The bad things were done, but they were so slippery that people couldn’t catch their feet.

Unexpectedly, this time, the sneaky people actually turned their minds on the young master!

Who is doing right with Aurora? !

Zhen Zhen was shocked and angry, but the Vientiane old man stopped in front, but he had no good way to save Xuan.

"Oh... trouble."

Xuan'an opened the Qiankun ring and looked at the remaining body care charms in the eyes. He only felt the headaches cracked. He knew that he would get more magical symbols, and no longer had a hero in front of him. Now it is good...

He kept adding the charm, and then looked up and looked at the gap. "Hey grandfather, you reminded me earlier."

He knows that the old man will definitely send someone to secretly protect him, but he does not know that he is good at the temperament of the accommodating, but he did not expect that the enemy is prepared to be so full, clearly wanting to put him to death!

"I haven’t done anything bad for Xiaoye, who is offended?!"

Xuan'an eyelids jumped straight, and from time to time touched a sword charm hanging around his neck, and his heart was a bitter smile.

The old card given by the old man is very powerful. He can only use it once. He is facing now, but the killing of 70 or 80 people!

咔嚓——

Suddenly, a shrill cracking sounded, and Xuan’an’s heart trembled, and all the spirits of the brain burst into a shield.

"Aurora Zong Shaozhu, why dying and struggling, let our brothers kill, so that we can get the work early..."

Outside the shield, the voice of the monk of Huagui came from a long time. Xuan’an snorted and grinned: "The sneaky bastards, the little man is very big, I have to see if you are fast, or I am coming. fast!"

"Oh... It’s really cute to declare the Lord. It’s been left alone by my people. Your communication is afraid that it’s useless.”

Xuanan sullen and does not speak, continue to control the Lingdun delay time.

"Brother, let me go, so you can hold on for a little longer."

Su Shi suddenly made a sound, and Xuan’an remembered that there was another person beside him. He immediately revealed an ugly smile to Su Shi: “Where is the Kyushu teacher’s talk, this time, the brother is really tired of you.”

Su Shi shook his head and said: "If it is not because of me, the brothers will not be trapped, it is not good for the teacher."

"Ha ha ha, it is really a matter of love and affection, a picture that is touching and touching. Xuan Shaozhu, since you like your sister so much, it is better to arbitrarily on the spot, maybe I am in a good mood, and will let her live a path. ”

The voice of the outside world came again. Xuan’an grinned: "You dream! Your sneaky people are full of words and unbelievers. If I believe that I am a fool, I will die, but before death. I hate you!"

"Swords, give me a drive!"

His voice fell, and his hand was placed on the small sword of the thumb between the necks.

In time, the sharp and sharp horror swordsmanship rises from the top of his head, just like the king is coming, he is overbearing!

Boom! boom! boom!

In the crowd, all the spiritual training and the spiritual shield are crushed, and they are turned into huge swords.

"this is……!"

At the same time, Su Shi and the middle-aged monk changed color. Zhen Zhen and Vientiane also stopped their hands and looked at the white swordsman who suddenly rose in the sky. They were all feelings of fear.

"This is... what means?"

At this moment, Xuan'an was pale, gritted his teeth, his eyes glared at the giant sword rising in the air, and he shouted: "Give me!"

"An Er, this sword is not a last resort, you can't use it easily, otherwise you will kill a thousand, and you will lose 800. Remember to remember!"

When I think of what I said, Xuan’an finally understood that his relatives were simply a son’s goods.

Labor and capital simply make no sense, and talk about killing the enemy!

The giant sword in the sky has not been moving for a long time. The middle-aged monk has finally returned to the gods. His face is pale. When he thinks about it, he is afraid of it. He can’t help but be angry and sneer. “We’re telling the Lord, it’s really a bodhisattva, dying. I also performed this drama before, and your head will be accepted."

As said, the middle-aged monk appeared in front of Xuan'an and reached out to Xuan'an neck.

Xuan'an blushes and tries to avoid it, but the sword is chosen on the top of his head, just like a mountain is pressed, and only one mouth can move.

"Little Lord!"

Vibrant and eager to see, the Vientiane old devil is laughing, let him madly attack, his all-in-one means to keep all his attacks outside, does not affect the middle-aged monk half.

Just in the midst of this millennium, Xuan An, who was desperate, suddenly saw a white hand grasping the wrist of a middle-aged monk.

Everything stops short.

He turned his eyes in horror, trying to look at the younger sisters around him, but there was a flower in front of him, and Su Shi’s smiling face appeared in his eyes, which was fascinating.

Her lips are light and her eyes are flowing. "Xuan'an, what are you calling?"