MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 125 Psychic into the star

The other side of the flower, also known as the devil's gentle.

Legend has it that the flowers that voluntarily plunged into **** were sent back by the lords. On the Huangquan Road, Bodhisattva couldn’t bear it. He agreed to let her drive on both sides of the bridge, giving guidance and comfort to the souls that left the world. It is also called three ways. The flower of the river.

This flower is only opened in Huangquan, which can evoke the memory of the dead soul. It is the only scenery on the bridge of Huangquan Road.

The red bean recognizes this flower, and the record of the classics in the tribe is described as such. "The blood curse is the curse of the other side. It is the curse of the people of the Mozu who pledges. Once the original oath is violated, the blood curse will erupt, and the other side will bloom. The cursed person will be taken under the yellow spring."

It may be dead, Yan Sai will not know, the magic of their generation from the pure black valley, when leaving the valley, the elders in the valley let the vows remembered, is actually a real existence.

They were born to awaken the Lord.

Everything is centered on the interests of the Lord, and any mind that has the devil's Lord will be punished by purgatory.

The words that Yan Sa had just said, there must have been a certain sentence involving the blood curse, and eventually the other side spent a life.

Looking at the unspeakable Yan Se, the leaf is missing from the red beans, and they are caught off guard. Their problems have not been asked yet. How can this person die?

"What should I do next?" Red bean frowned and asked, "I must not let the conspirators' conspiracy succeed. The soul of 350,000 people. If they really let them collect, God knows what will happen. ""

"It should be to resurrect the existence of an evil." Ye missed the words of Yan Sai, and he always said a word "magic Lord".

In the mission of Red Bean, there is a hunter who finds vengeance for the tribe. Leaf deficiency also needs to find the devil and ask the cause of Ye Zhengru's death. And faintly, he seems to think that all this is likely to have inextricable relationship with himself, because in accordance with normal developments, it should be that the Yaozu raids Luoyang, there is no magic thing.

Everything has changed now, and Ye Yi needs to think about his future, and his preparations before, need not be adjusted.

The wind is raining and the night is coming!

The lack of leaves has already felt the boundless pressure.

"In this quiet state, there must be more than one mowing person, but now that Yan is dead, where do you go to find clues? According to him, it has been almost six days since the end of the Battle of Youzhou. If you don't hurry, it is likely that all the soldiers will be killed by them, and the 350,000 military souls will be collected by them." Red beans said anxiously that he does not care about people's lives, but she can't let the hunters The conspiracy succeeded.

Bending down, kneeling beside Yan's body, the leaf was first stretched out and closed his eyes, and then began to look up on him.

"You and I need to come up with a solution as soon as possible." Red beans saw the action of the leaf shortage, and said a question, and then prepared to pick him up. "What are you doing? Is there a mind to turn over the body?"

Raise your hand to indicate that the red beans are quieter, and you should not be stunned. The leaves are missing and continue to move in your hands. Soon, you will search the body for a while, and then there will be a jade in your hand.

Wave your hand on the jade and gently infuse it.

Slightly trembled, three powerful and powerful small characters slowly drifted out of the jade.

"Wind Court!"

Seeing the words floating in the air, Ye missed a ringing finger. "This is the clue, Fengleige. Since he has captured the flesh of the Fengleige disciple, there will be other demons in the Fenglei Pavilion. Even, I There is reason to believe that this wind mine pavilion is likely to be a stronghold of the devil, or a cult of the emperor.

"I remember that he mentioned a captain in the words he just said. This is our next goal. At the same time, we will try to capture some white scorpions. These grass-cutters, the collection of military souls all rely on that magic weapon. If we take enough white, then they will definitely not get the military spirit."

As soon as the words were finished, the expression of the leaf was suddenly changed.

Then I couldn’t even talk and talked directly, sitting on the ground and entering the state of entry.

"what happened?"

"Entering practice?"

"Now is not the time to practice."

The red beans were confused by the series of movements of the leaves, but soon she stopped talking, because the leaves of the body actually burst into a little starlight.

"Psychic into the stars?"

“Are you breaking through at this time?”

Not to mention that the red beans were shocked, and even the leaves lacked themselves and almost did not respond.

Just before a few breaths, the thirteen swords of the Spring and Autumn Sons, which were originally taken back by the leaves, only the eleven swords left, and I don’t know why, but they were even stared at by the artifacts, chasing them, eleven None of the spirit swords were spared, and all were swallowed up by the river.

Like a child who is hungry, he finally has a full meal, and the artifact is satisfied with the wandering in the Linghai.

While wandering, I began to inject a pure and incomparable spiritual power into the spiritual sea of ​​the leaf.

Some of the spiritual power is full of swords, and the other part of the spiritual power seems to have a faint sense of death.

If there is no guessing, these spiritual powers are the death of the river in the spring and autumn and the white scorpion. The last remaining accessories, if they can't digest themselves, will over-deliver the leaves.

When coming out of the Dragon Mausoleum, because of the transformation of the Tianshu, the realm of leaf deficiency has reached the critical point of the psychic world, and only when the opportunity is ripe, you can enter the star.

A quarter of an hour.

Starlight is exhausted.

Ye Xiao looked at his wandering river in the Linghai, and he was so angry and funny. Although he was the host of the artifact, but this river sometimes did not listen to his own command, the Spring and Autumn Sons thirteen swords are second-order. Spirit sword, it said that all the food will be eaten, there is no left.

Moreover, when the river **** eats, the message passed to the leaf deficiency is like saying, "These broken copper and iron are also in the same spiritual sea with yourself? These things are only used as food, I have helped you eat. It’s for you, the province’s lowering your horizons, the weapons are enough for me, and what to do in the Spring and Autumn!”

Sighed, the leaves lacked helpless eyes, think about it, anyway, this spring and autumn also leaked at the flower sacred cocktail party, it is not a pity to lose it now, the old will not go new.

Seriously, the artifacts are indeed stronger than the Spring and Autumn. If it is not an artifact, it will not be so simple to deal with Yan Si. The **** of the river is good at fighting, and it is true.

When I got up and patted the snow on the body, the leaf lacked a smile towards the red bean. "Let's go and see what the wind thunder is hiding. How to say it is a sect of the centuries. It is so unbearable."

The mountain is quiet.

Falling snow.

Jade guides the way.

Leaves lacking red beans, gradually drifting away.