MTL - The Transmigration Routine of Always Being Captured by ML-Chapter 104 Immortal Demon 17

In the dark mist, Chu Wuwei is like a dark king, who controls everything.

And Song Qingyun is like a small insect that falls into the cobweb, how to struggle, can not escape the fate of being prey.

Song Qingyun was already full of cold sweat on his forehead, his heartbeat was tangled, his phalanx joints holding his hand were white, and he was slightly trembled. The whole person was in an extremely tight state. He looked around without a goal, as if something could be horrible at any time.

Chu Wushen stood in the black mist, the dark and quiet, the deep black scorpion seems to have also infiltrated this thick black fog, making people completely unable to see the emotions inside.

Looking at the struggling Song Qingyun in the fog, although Chu has no victory, but there is no point to win the game.

For him, this game is just a passing game. If he wants it, he can actually win at the beginning, when Song Qingyun has not acted. However, in order to hide his own strength, it will be with Song Qingyun.

Now he has been procrastinating for a long time, no need to waste time.

Chu Wushao black sinking in the glimmer of light, the next moment, his figure disappeared in place.

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Song Qingyun is still alert to extend his five senses to the maximum extent, perceiving the surrounding movements.

The dark mist was lingering around him, so that he could not see the situation around him.

The illusion created by the instrument that he was familiar with now has become a shackle of his shackles, so that he can not find the innocent position completely, and the situation is very passive.

Song Qingyun turned a tight neck because of over-stress, and now his situation has made him very clear that he is unlikely to win the game.

Song Qingyun thought of this, the gloomy color in his eyes almost turned into essence, overflowing from his eyes.

Chu Wuwei - even if you can win me, I will not let you easily win.

At this moment, Song Qingyun was keenly aware of the slight changes in the fog around him. This subtle change, if not he has been tightening his nerves, trying to put the five senses to the maximum, may not be aware of it at all.

After discovering that something was wrong, Song Qingyun’s heart was suddenly stunned, but it was too late to see it. I saw a long, powerful hand from the dark mist. The long and powerful fingers were shining brightly. Rays.

And the owner of the hand, I do not know when he has stood behind him, only gave him the final blow.

Just when Chu had no intention to make a blow and let Song Qingyun lose his ability to act, Song Qingyun suddenly said: "I admit defeat!"

There are two criteria for judging whether the two sides win or lose in Qingyun Zongmen. One is that one party does not have any combat capability, and the other is that one party voluntarily confesses the loss, but neither can harm the life of the loser. After all, this is only a door-to-door ratio, not A game that requires a fight.

Therefore, Chu’s innocent action paused after hearing the words of Song Qingyun’s admit defeat.

After all, the game rules that as long as the other party concedes defeat, there is no need to do it again.

However, at this time of pause, the accident suddenly occurred, and Song Qingyun suddenly turned around and threw an unknown thing to him.

Chu Wuzhen was originally intended to quickly avoid the plot of Song Qingyun. With his strength, he could completely smash out to a foot in a flash. But somehow, when that thing was thrown at him, his mind did not know why he slammed, and suddenly he lost the opportunity to avoid.

The glittering and splendid brilliance, like the shards of glass, quickly merged into his body after touching the flawless skin.

At the same time, a hint of magical power suddenly spilled out, lingering in the innocent body of Chu.

Song Qingyun saw that the piece he had thrown at Chu had no effect, and the color in his eyes flashed away. Then he quickly stepped back a few steps and deliberately shouted: "Chu is innocent, how is your body?" Will there be a magical atmosphere?"

Chu Wuzhen stood in the same place, watching Song Qingyun not far away, the killing in the eyes flashed past, the eyelids flashed a purple awn in that moment, but just a glimpse, it was hidden deep After the black cockroach.

As a demon in the realm of comprehension, everyone knows nothing about it. Chu Wuyi did not expect that he would be counted by a man like a ant in front of him.

Although Chu Wuzheng really wants to kill Song Qingyun immediately, but he understands that as long as he kills Song Qingyun, then whether his identity of the magic will be settled, he will be immediately sitting on the battle table. The elders are strangled.

There is no movement in Chu Wushen, and the sensitive peaks and the elders on the battlefields of the magical atmosphere have all changed from the original leisurely appearance to a very serious look. Coupled with the words of Song Qingyun, almost most people immediately looked at the lack of expression changes, still a cold look like Li Luo.

The elder Zhao, who was sitting next to Li Luo, looked at Li Luo, who seemed to have no influence on his expression. His lips could not help but overflow a trace of lightness, and did not make people noticed with malicious smiles. He would like to see how long he can continue to keep his disgusting cold attitude like Gu Dianchen!

In order to maintain the character's high-cold characteristics, Liluo tried to suppress his desire to blurt out the "slot", but the little man in his heart had long known how many tables had been smashed.

What exactly is going on? Originally, his book did not have this plot at all, and before he left Qingyun, he did not reveal his identity. He also does not believe that Chu Wushen will be stupid enough to expose himself in front of so many people. So what is going on now?

Among the many disciples who watched the battle below, three disciples were flashing a faint red glow. The faint red mansions are like the flames of dark burning, and in their eyes they are clearly flashing, very strange. But the people around them were all focused on the watch and the platform, and no one noticed the anomalies of the three of them.

At the same time, it is separated from Qingyunzong by more than half of the mainland, standing on a mountain in a forest surrounded by white fog all year round. Among the beautifully decorated small buildings, one is lazy and relies on gold in layers. The enchanting woman on the ruined red silk gauze, slammed the closed eyes. There is a fascinating smile on the gorgeous face. "It’s really wrong to respect the guess. It’s really fun~"

Although I don’t know what another magical weapon is emerging before the flash of familiar magic, but that familiar atmosphere is definitely that person, that was a few hundred years ago, let All the comprehensions are talking about the color change, so that all the magical repairs are incomparable to the man - Chu Wuyi.