Geng Zhao had never won with Mingzhanxue.Now, he is increasingly hoping that Chengbao is the best strategy. Compared to wisdom, the former is better than he is good at.
He sighed, his palm hanging in front of the wall without further movement.
If Miss Ming knew that there was a sacrifice hall from the wall, she should know the way to open the passage.Because what I know also comes from here.Looking back at the beautiful beauty with a smile like a flower.Miss Ming, should I press it or not?
Ming Zhanxue narrowed his eyes and smiled, tiptoed by his side, carrying a breath of orchid-rose-like fragrance and fresh alfalfa sprouts. He came to the other side of the stone gate with his hands on his back, and tilted it between the walls a few times. The strength of the Bihuogong was everywhere, and several honeycomb-shaped dark sags fell down with a sound, and the wall at the bottom of the stone chamber slowly rose, revealing the space behind it.
You passed the experiment again and proved that you are a very good partner.You know, I always like smart people.The girl happily tiptoed into the secret room, looking east and west, looking back suddenly, glancing her ears and biting her lip: It seems that I have passed your experiment, right?I had no contact with Mr. Gui, and Jing Mo and I said nothing more than Tianluo Xiang.Those sarcastic black spiders didn't want to tell you, and they couldn't even pry out the mouth if they smashed her, so you understand why I need you.
I won't kill grandma for you.Geng Zhao said clearly.
It's you who don't want to.To be honest, you won't think I'll kill anyone, if you know yourself well enough.Mingzhanxue smiled and said: I am really stupid if I hope you do this, right?Besides, you don't know enough about revenge.
Geng Zhao raised her thick eyebrows and did not speak.
Mingzhanxue Yiran continued: If you didn’t do it yourself, how can you take revenge?You are willing to hand over the Ghost to Murong Rou in the lobby, and present evidence and disputes. It took several months or even more years. After finally deciding, he still had to wait for the Qiu Jue. He found out that he sued Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice, beat the drum and complained about the injustice, which alarmed the general of the East of Zhendong, like a shark smelling blood, and rushed forward, trying to pick out the bones from this case. So the six ministries met to try, restart offense and defense, and fight again. If you are not lucky, how many years or even more than ten years can he be tried... Can you say this be considered revenge?
Geng Zhao had nothing to say.He did not desire to cut the ghost into the stomach and dismember the body, because extreme anger and hatred... are passions themselves. As time goes by, the interests will disappear and one day they will return to dullness. Or there is no such luck, and the quality becomes other things, and it exists in the world with a more distorted and broken appearance. In short, it is no longer the original intention.
He wanted to punish Mr. Gui because he couldn't think of a better solution to this poisonous sore.
The backbone of Gush is the Shenxi Tiger, the believer who is full of powerful people and is like a national teacher, and the orthodox heir of the Yin family of the Fox family... Any identity that Mr. Gui possesses can make the universal axioms and sanctions lose their focus, let alone change at will, and be free.With his outstanding acting skills, Geng Zhao had no doubt that he could easily escape from any public trial of any party, and immediately changed his face and continued to do evil.
Therefore, although he may not be able to understand what Miss Ming said, he is willing to understand.
The always taciturn boy sighed.That's why I wanted to hear what happened back then.
Mingzhanxue ignored it and still walked around with great interest, stretching out her white little hand like jade snow and stroking it everywhere, as if she wanted to find something out from it.
Otherwise, this square space is a bit boring.
There was nothing behind the stone chamber.It is neither homeless nor wall carving, it is smooth, and the gaps between the bricks on the wall are almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, let alone touch.
Geng Zhao lowered the stone door. In the dark secret room, soft light burst out at the intersection of the wall and the wall, as if the entire space was folded out of paper and placed on the candle, which would reveal light from the bending and thinning corners.
The material that forms the upper and lower sides of the inner room is not the white jade that the ancient scale clan is easy to use. It is very different from what Geng Zhao saw in the Sanqi Valley Yuan Palace. It is similar to ivory regardless of color or texture. The skin touch is soft and very iron. It is not as hard as gold, iron and jade. It is extremely comfortable to step on barefoot.
When he first entered, Su Hexun had tried the hardness of the wall bones with his nails, and even a trace of scratches was not left behind. Geng Zhao brought the two successful forces and slashed his palms in the air, for fear that even the solid wood as thick as a bowl could be broken. Unexpectedly, the wall was blowing like a breeze, without any damage, so he performed martial arts in it.
The reason why this place cannot be called the four walls of the family is that there is a square throne with a throne that is only dug out of grooves on the surface. The material is the same as the brick wall, and there is no trace of contact with the wall. It seems that the steps and throne are carved from the raw materials as big as a mountain rock, forming a whole. Although there is no majestic reading of the round dome in the hall, it is also a skillful work.
Mingzhanxue stroked the jade-like shiny bone seat, unable to let go, and slowly increased the force until she was sure there was no mechanism on the chair, then she sat on her gently, narrowed her eyes and smiled at Gengzhao: Come on, I am thirsty, and I will bring the bowl of Yàn nest to moisten my mouth.
Geng Zhao also smiled, relaxed his tense mind a little, and bowed and said: "The Queen Mother, the imperial kitchen is boiling water. Is it good to have a bowl of iced Tremella osmanthus seed soup?"
Ming Zhaxue laughed loudly and said, "You are so bad, I curse me to death!"Come here and see me!
The two laughed and made a fuss, and Geng Zhao's expression gradually faded. Mingzhanxue knew that he was anxious and had no intention of squeezing his appetite, but he couldn't find his true heart in one place and refused to let it go easily. He had to move his heart and hold his eyes down with a smile.Do you... still want to hear my story?
Geng Zhaozheng came for this.Even Tianluoxiang wants to save him, let alone Miss Ming?Nodded silently and waited for her to speak.Mingzhanxue lightly opened her red lips, her thick eyelashes trembled suddenly, her apricot eyes widened, and she exclaimed: This... is this... you are like this, seeing the Dragon Emperor Sacrifice Hall?
It turns out that after lowering the stone gate, sitting on the opposite throne, you can see a beam of light set up from the top of your head, and the image is reflected on the stone gate. Although it is not as good as the one you see on the spot, you can still distinguish the shape of the face and lips, and even the eyes. It is much clearer than the one reflected by the bronze mirror. At the same time, you can hear the sound near the ears of the chair. These are all the changes in the clues before sitting on the throne.
Ming Zhanxue discovered that the room was not empty. Everything that was not made of bones and teeth and had negative functions was disguised as if it were the same as the tiles on the walls. When he looked at it, there was nothing except the throne on the bottom.
The stone door that carries the projection seems to be embedded with a mirror-like material, and its size and shape are just the range of the image; and the light source of the wall joints is like a floor tiles before it is lit, which is no different from the rest of the room. Mingzhanxue noticed that the ceiling where the image was cast was cracked, a small flat box opening, like a small mechanism in the Douba grid. Perhaps in this secret room, there are more magical mechanisms similar to it.
In the projection, the entrance of the sacrifice hall slowly opened, and one person came in first, carrying a demon sword and a treasure sword hanging on his waist, and a snowy sword flying with his heart and a high posture. It was Mr. Ghost.The other Qixuan leaders followed behind and entered one after another. The projection in the mirror suddenly moved. The picture was sometimes far and sometimes near, but the time was very short. I could vaguely hear the dull and monotonous sounds, and then I focused on the grandma and Xue Yanqing who were entering the picture, but Mr. Gui in front had already appeared.
The same situation also happened to Tian Luoxiang and his group.
The picture followed the girls for a while and then pulled back to the entrance. Mingzhanxue will feel happy, slap! As soon as he snapped his fingers, he sang: Go farther! In the picture, the person suddenly becomes smaller and smaller, as if he is left on the ground. Geng Zhaoyi couldn't react, and Ming Zhanxue shouted again: ...Stop! The picture finally stopped moving, and the entire long step was reflected into it.
Ming Zhaxue looked at his surprised look and burst into laughter.
‘Okay, I’ll teach you a few more glances at your fairy-like Second Palm Garden. Be careful not to lose your eyes. I’ll look at grandma.In the first two episodes, I could lose my life if I was not careful and I never looked at her well.She is so much older than I think.
Geng Zhao came to his senses, did not dare to be careless, and whispered: Miss Ming!Could it be...there is someone else here?He secretly lifts up his internal strength and is fully alert.Ming Zhanxue shrugged and said happily: I don’t feel it.Did you find someone hiding in the dark?
That's really not.Geng Zhao knew that Miss Ming's skills were much sharper than her. If someone hid in the dark, she wouldn't have fun so much, and murmured: If it was caused by the machine spring... it can only be said that it was far better than the magical skills of the world's craftsmanship.But...how can it be done?He looked like he was stroking his chin and raising his head, for fear that he could not help but jumped up and took it off to look at it.
Mingzhanxue smiled with a pursed lips:
You are obviously a ghost, but you don’t know how to teach Bai Riliu Cinema. You have become a pedantic wooden head, and you are in vain of your natural intelligence.How did this stone gate open?Who can carve the too big mountain belly dome?If there was no sight of a pillar below, why wouldn't it collapse?There are also the water throat of Beishan Grottoes and the forbidden path of black spiders... I haven't figured it out since I was a child, do you need an accident?
Even if you don't understand any of them, it doesn't prevent you from knowing how to use them.You really need to study. There is plenty of time for you to struggle in the future. It is not enough for a lifetime. Remember to have a few more children and let your children and grandchildren continue to do it. You can always figure it out.Suddenly, her cheeks were slightly red, but she wanted to pretend that she was fine, which meant that she was really shy.
Geng Zhao's thoughts were only slightly slower than hers. Her thoughts were moving, and her thoughts were filled with thoughts, and her face and ears were hot.
The two of them were in the same secret room, and there were no idle people near each other. When the idea of having a few children was about, they were all thinking about each other.In his heart, Miss Ming has always been clever and meticulous, and even her periods are clean. It is hard to imagine what she looks like when she is pregnant with a big belly. But when she thinks that the content in her belly is her gift, and she is squirting her tender and hot flower valley hard, perhaps she never sleeps and gets it for a few nights, she can't help but get excited, and she feels dry mouth and tongue, and can't help herself.
Mingzhanxue will only pretend to be nothing when she is really shy. She stroked her hot cheeks and pretended to stare at the shaking figure on the wall, as if in high interest.
But at this time, Geng Zhao felt that she was particularly cute again. She couldn't help but want to pick her up and turn her around a few times, pinch her cheeks, and listened to her pretending to be angry and found a clever excuse to divert the focus. She refused to easily touch her true self, and suddenly thought:
Maybe what she was confused about was always a trivial matter, but no one could help her, and the day changed and the moon changed, and eventually became epilepsy.
The image in the mirror was performing a passionate speech by Mr. Gui. Ming Zhanxue supported his chin with his hands, frowned slightly, and smiled at Gu Gengzhao and said: I can't cooperate with such a person.This person is so boring.Geng Zhao smiled and said: This guy is arrogant and very proud. If he hears Miss Ming say this, he will definitely be furious.
Ming Zhexue glanced at him, full of warmth, but she still said nothing. Seeing Geng Zhao plucking up the courage and preparing to speak, she interrupted him first, jumped up lightly, pushed him to the throne, and said with a smile: Come on, the bad tunes of the opening show are finished, the show is about to begin!This is the best restaurant in the shop. Should the guests drink tea or drink wine?
Geng Zhao was amused by her. Knowing that she had no intention of talking in depth, she could do anything and spread her hands and smiled bitterly: Tea and wine are fine, but it would be even better if she could have a plate of beauty.Miss Ming, this person can only tolerate one person, and it’s not just a crowded place, you’ll just sit down.Then he was about to get up.
Ming Zhexue chuckled, her delicate body shook slightly, and her butt jumped onto his knees and legs. She sat across his arms, her tender fingertips hitting his chest, and pressed him back to her original position. Her cunning look was particularly charming.
The beauty the guest wants is here, please enjoy it slowly.Hey, don’t get up, be careful not to miss the show... Look!Isn’t this a fight?
Everyone knows that the seven mysteries are mixed together and they will inevitably fight. However, they don’t know that the battle starts with the beginning, and they don’t expect that the wolf head and the demon king will start the first battle.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord looked back at Mr. Ghost and said in a deep voice: Is it necessary?The knife is brought by me, how can others let others interfere?Or should someone take out a knife later, and I want to do this?The sour sound of rattles was like biting gold and iron, and the anger could be heard, like thunder rolling in the clouds.
At the distance, Nie Mingtu was picking the yellow turbid bone armor like a crooked hook and sneered: Just don’t dare to hit it, anyway, I’m not the one who speaks like farts.In the world of the world, there are countless turtle sons, not many, not many, not many.The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord ignored his explicit ridicule and snorted coldly: I don’t know what’s up!Holding up the shank of the sky crack is available for your hands, then you must put it into the jade seat.
With a clanging dragon roar, Mr. Gui raised a glimmer of blue light from his waist, blocking the knife head. It was Kexue, his father Yindanshu, who used to rely on the love of the sword in the world.
Wufeng, the covered black scarf of the Blood Demon Lord, automatically said sternly: Master Yin, what are you doing!
Mr. Gui leaned closer to his face, his smile still changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: Do you want me to put what I said back in front of everyone?Let me go and knock down this old mess!With a wave of strength, the Sky-Cracking Knife swept away.
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord was dressed in a difficult look, and he returned the knife to the sheath. This extremely ferocious blade that had killed several people in the Unconscious Cloud Tower without the need to hold the sword owner was full of barbs and blunt pierced sword handles, and at this time they were wrapped with tanned leather of the same color as the sheath. As for the same-famous spider-shaped knife seat, it has never appeared. Whether it was the Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord who did not want to carry it or was still left in the Unconscious Cloud Tower with a copper seal, it is also interesting.
The short, fat and sturdy figure slowly walked down the tower and came to the center of the square. Unexpectedly, Nie Mingtu actually walked back and returned to the watchtower, shaking his legs, clenching his bone armor, and lying on the fence lazy, as if he was waiting to watch the fun, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord sings: Are you going to fight?If you don't come down and get to die!
Nie Mingtu used his bone armor to slam his ears, so he seemed to be suspicious and looked around:
Hey, when will the dog be put on?If you want to call Ah, I didn't say that I thought I had a meal, so I wouldn't bring such a thing.Yin Suming laughed and unexpectedly supported him.If the Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord showed his face, he was afraid that he would be swelling with the same color as the Black Treasure, so he tightened his left fist and scolded him: What are the defeated generals in his hands?Come down!
Nie Mingtu turned over and leaped down the I1st floor of the watchtower. He walked down several steps, but turned back twice and walked straight to the third floor.Now even Yin Suming couldn't see it and shouted: Hello, Nie Mingtu!What are you doing?Should I fight or not?
The barefoot old man, who was as slapped as a bamboo frame, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, like a gloomy grass man on the ripe millet flat field.
What he said makes sense.We fought on the road just now, but Lao Lang really didn't win. I'm afraid he won't win again if he fights again.You will definitely lose, are you willing to fight?He swayed his palm behind his back, muttering: If you don’t hit, don’t hit anymore, you will get into whatever you like, and worship your ancestors for 18 generations.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord stood in the middle of the square, probably having the heart to kill him, wishing he could fly onto the stage and cut off the guy's head from behind with a knife.
As the second demon sword named out, the Demon Lord must steadily insert the sky crack into the knife seat, and then the Tianluo Xiang, the Five Emperors Cave, and the Youzi Gate... In the end, the evil Buddha of the South Ming fell into a state of solitary and difficult. If he had not followed the customs and did not go against the common people, he would have fought against many people and fought against him. Which one should be chosen? Those who know the current affairs will know it as soon as they think about it, so there is no need to repeat it.
Gu Muyuan sent him to support Shenxihu, but he didn't know that what he really worshiped was the man's entrustment. If the Qixuan Alliance was completed, Yinkeng ascended the throne as he wished, and a group of Fox Yimen... No, it should be said that it was the entire Demon Sect Qixuan, who parted ways with Gu Muyuan, and no longer had to rely on the power of Gushe.
He was both the supervisor of Gu Muquan and the counter-essay of that man.The serious consequences of the alliance are enough to win and lose the two light and dark forces on the left and right sides.
Such an important hub task is not to deal with such a jumping clown!
The Demon Lord never asked about the reason why the man chose Nie Mingtu, just as he never gave orders, all actions depended on his personal judgment and tacit understanding of the organization.That person is more thorough and skillful than Gu Muyuan. After all, Quan Yu is the real person to gather Gu She.
Quan Yu pulled Nie Mingtu and even asked him to sell life-saving talismans to Shenxihu, and quietly brought the top Gan Jiang under Gu Muyuan into his own camp. This move was extremely wonderful.Nie Mingtu, who played such an important role, seemed not a chess piece that was easily abandoned. Therefore, Quan Yu gave and improved new "The Green Wolf's Art" and asked him to personally take the knife to exchange for the guy a disgusting mastiff whip; all the signs pointed to the same answer.
This person cannot be killed!
At least, you have to ask Quan Yu to kill him.
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord has never hated himself for being so meticulous and cautious.He should have slaughtered his under the moonlight in the desert of the Forsaken Lean Ridge, and he was completely clean and neat.
He endured the uncleanness and disgust like his body, turned around with anger, and strode towards the square tower in order to finish his work as soon as possible until he heard Yin Suming's sneer.
Oh, I've changed my mind again.The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord stopped suddenly and turned around suddenly. The black velvet robe blew the wind like a dragon hanging, pulling a whirl of dust and sand out of thin air!I saw Nie Mingtu rushing down the steps, smiling with a stern face:
Lao Lang thought about it just now. We countrymen have never seen such a big scene before. We finally have the power to "persuade". We are itchy, it is better not to give up easily. It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people.Do you do this, Master Yin?
Mr. Gui smiled and didn't laugh, his voice was dry and his tone was a bit stiff and cold.
Since it is aimed at the same matter, the wolf leader can express his own opinions.But this time, it is decided that it cannot be changed.
Nie Mingtu was about to speak when he saw the other Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord lowering his head and arching his back, walking faster and faster, and his black robe was thrusting!The excitement was as fierce as the wind, and the murderous aura forced the dust and sand all over his body to rush, and there were faint marks of knife marks flashing. With the cultivation of the swordsman, he had reached the point of condensed energy into a blade, which was extraordinary. He was originally only two levels left and was about to step into the square, but suddenly he turned around and ran upwards. He shouted in his mouth, and his shrill screams resounded throughout the dome:
Killing, killing! I can't "persuade" anymore, right? There is no need to fight hard! In the blink of an eye, I rushed up to the first floor of the watchtower. The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord has already become murderous, how can he allow him to dodge again? He shouted: I will die! The black shadow flew away, and in an instant, he skipped three feet away. His body paused slightly below the steps and he was about to step up straight.
The wolf head, who was running for life on the steps, tilted his body, stepped on the fence of the first floor of the watchtower and stomped backwards, landing on the square like a big roc, facing the back of the Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord. Just before he turned, he rushed upwards, the old and new forces were not tied, and his claws were intertwined, swishing!He grabbed two slanted crosses at the door of his back, and blasted the Demon Lord forward!
This time, the action was ruthless and accurate, and the time was not bad. It was obvious that the wolf's head was not a fool, but was taking the opportunity to investigate the terrain and calculate the height, so that it was necessary to make such a wonderful reversal sneak attack.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord's cloak was broken and was knocked onto the steps and bounced back. Nie Mingtu was very tightly entangled, almost touching his back door and halberd to produce his bone claws. Just relying on the opponent's rebound force was enough to strung him on the claws.
Unexpectedly, two crackling sounds, the bloodline of the left arm and right shoulder flew. In the eyes of Zhaowowo, who looked like night and broke through the air holes, he clearly captured two sword energy that came out from the broken cloak. It was incredible when he walked in a curve; the other one was dancing like a firefly, which was far beyond his understanding of the condensation of qi into a blade.
Although these two sword auras are not very strong, they are extremely sharp because of their extreme thinness. If they are in the throat and eyes, they can generally take human life. Moreover, being able to counterattack under such a physical situation is a magical skill.Nie Mingtu hesitated for a moment, stepped on the ground with the heels of the Blood Demon Lord, and turned around suddenly. Each movement was accompanied by the strange sword energy that was swaying around, either curved or arcing, attacking and defending, in short, not going on the two paths of vertical and horizontal.
Nie Mingtu was covered in blood, but for the Qinglang Art, which had a very fast recovery speed, this injury was similar to itching. He felt that the sword energy in his body was getting lighter and more and more erratic. He knew that his opponent could not change his breath, and his sword energy was really to gain time. He did not hesitate. He pounced on his body, his claws stormed like rain and wind, suppressing the Demon Lord before the broken stage, without giving in a single step.
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord had no choice but to retreat, and he couldn't take the extra money to regulate his breathing. He lost one step, and the whole plate was inferior, but there was no chance to hesitate. He also used both fists to fight quickly.
The two of them sank into the wind with their palms and claws, and there was almost no one to see; the winning or defeat of this kind of racing was only a moment, and the heart of others had not yet popped out of their throats, and the fierce slashing had already turned out to be the result.
With a wild roar, it was Nie Mingtu who retreated!
His arms expanded more than twice as much as they were covered with thick and hard hair. Heavy white medicine smoke burst out between the muscles with bulging force and blue veins. However, the knife energy of chasing was not stopped. He sniffed a few times, and then slashed across his thighs and shoulders, bringing out a thicker smoke column.
Nie Mingtu paused, but his strong retreat did not diminish slightly. His swelling knees and legs were like plows, digging out two broken tracks on the ground. He stopped in a mess until three meters away, and he held up a fierce smile on his face. Although he had not changed his beast, he described himself as no longer like a human.
When everyone looked at it, He saw that the source of the smoke was concentrated on his palms and ten fingers. The palm-shaped palm hidden in the fog was charred and twisted, as if it was ground by a thousand jin stone. Even the bone armor that was more than gold and iron were splashed with calcined spots, like charcoal.Nie Mingtu's Wolf Wolf Soul Claw is very poisonous. What else can be used to break such poisonous claws?
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord shook his robe and took a few steps forward, leaving the trapped broken steps, raised his right palm and pointed at Nie Mingtu. His palm was as if blood was soaked in it, and even his nails were red. In addition, there was no color left, which was so red that it was fearless and ominous.
Nie Mingtu suddenly laughed.
What awesome... What awesome ‘Soul-breaking Blood Sword’! It's considered an old wolf to be out of sight. Compared to the palm poison, your hand is indeed unique in the world. His green and yellow eyes, which were filled with pupils, rolled around, as if in high spirits. Let's play something else again, Ah?
He sighed, his palm hanging in front of the wall without further movement.
If Miss Ming knew that there was a sacrifice hall from the wall, she should know the way to open the passage.Because what I know also comes from here.Looking back at the beautiful beauty with a smile like a flower.Miss Ming, should I press it or not?
Ming Zhanxue narrowed his eyes and smiled, tiptoed by his side, carrying a breath of orchid-rose-like fragrance and fresh alfalfa sprouts. He came to the other side of the stone gate with his hands on his back, and tilted it between the walls a few times. The strength of the Bihuogong was everywhere, and several honeycomb-shaped dark sags fell down with a sound, and the wall at the bottom of the stone chamber slowly rose, revealing the space behind it.
You passed the experiment again and proved that you are a very good partner.You know, I always like smart people.The girl happily tiptoed into the secret room, looking east and west, looking back suddenly, glancing her ears and biting her lip: It seems that I have passed your experiment, right?I had no contact with Mr. Gui, and Jing Mo and I said nothing more than Tianluo Xiang.Those sarcastic black spiders didn't want to tell you, and they couldn't even pry out the mouth if they smashed her, so you understand why I need you.
I won't kill grandma for you.Geng Zhao said clearly.
It's you who don't want to.To be honest, you won't think I'll kill anyone, if you know yourself well enough.Mingzhanxue smiled and said: I am really stupid if I hope you do this, right?Besides, you don't know enough about revenge.
Geng Zhao raised her thick eyebrows and did not speak.
Mingzhanxue Yiran continued: If you didn’t do it yourself, how can you take revenge?You are willing to hand over the Ghost to Murong Rou in the lobby, and present evidence and disputes. It took several months or even more years. After finally deciding, he still had to wait for the Qiu Jue. He found out that he sued Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice, beat the drum and complained about the injustice, which alarmed the general of the East of Zhendong, like a shark smelling blood, and rushed forward, trying to pick out the bones from this case. So the six ministries met to try, restart offense and defense, and fight again. If you are not lucky, how many years or even more than ten years can he be tried... Can you say this be considered revenge?
Geng Zhao had nothing to say.He did not desire to cut the ghost into the stomach and dismember the body, because extreme anger and hatred... are passions themselves. As time goes by, the interests will disappear and one day they will return to dullness. Or there is no such luck, and the quality becomes other things, and it exists in the world with a more distorted and broken appearance. In short, it is no longer the original intention.
He wanted to punish Mr. Gui because he couldn't think of a better solution to this poisonous sore.
The backbone of Gush is the Shenxi Tiger, the believer who is full of powerful people and is like a national teacher, and the orthodox heir of the Yin family of the Fox family... Any identity that Mr. Gui possesses can make the universal axioms and sanctions lose their focus, let alone change at will, and be free.With his outstanding acting skills, Geng Zhao had no doubt that he could easily escape from any public trial of any party, and immediately changed his face and continued to do evil.
Therefore, although he may not be able to understand what Miss Ming said, he is willing to understand.
The always taciturn boy sighed.That's why I wanted to hear what happened back then.
Mingzhanxue ignored it and still walked around with great interest, stretching out her white little hand like jade snow and stroking it everywhere, as if she wanted to find something out from it.
Otherwise, this square space is a bit boring.
There was nothing behind the stone chamber.It is neither homeless nor wall carving, it is smooth, and the gaps between the bricks on the wall are almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, let alone touch.
Geng Zhao lowered the stone door. In the dark secret room, soft light burst out at the intersection of the wall and the wall, as if the entire space was folded out of paper and placed on the candle, which would reveal light from the bending and thinning corners.
The material that forms the upper and lower sides of the inner room is not the white jade that the ancient scale clan is easy to use. It is very different from what Geng Zhao saw in the Sanqi Valley Yuan Palace. It is similar to ivory regardless of color or texture. The skin touch is soft and very iron. It is not as hard as gold, iron and jade. It is extremely comfortable to step on barefoot.
When he first entered, Su Hexun had tried the hardness of the wall bones with his nails, and even a trace of scratches was not left behind. Geng Zhao brought the two successful forces and slashed his palms in the air, for fear that even the solid wood as thick as a bowl could be broken. Unexpectedly, the wall was blowing like a breeze, without any damage, so he performed martial arts in it.
The reason why this place cannot be called the four walls of the family is that there is a square throne with a throne that is only dug out of grooves on the surface. The material is the same as the brick wall, and there is no trace of contact with the wall. It seems that the steps and throne are carved from the raw materials as big as a mountain rock, forming a whole. Although there is no majestic reading of the round dome in the hall, it is also a skillful work.
Mingzhanxue stroked the jade-like shiny bone seat, unable to let go, and slowly increased the force until she was sure there was no mechanism on the chair, then she sat on her gently, narrowed her eyes and smiled at Gengzhao: Come on, I am thirsty, and I will bring the bowl of Yàn nest to moisten my mouth.
Geng Zhao also smiled, relaxed his tense mind a little, and bowed and said: "The Queen Mother, the imperial kitchen is boiling water. Is it good to have a bowl of iced Tremella osmanthus seed soup?"
Ming Zhaxue laughed loudly and said, "You are so bad, I curse me to death!"Come here and see me!
The two laughed and made a fuss, and Geng Zhao's expression gradually faded. Mingzhanxue knew that he was anxious and had no intention of squeezing his appetite, but he couldn't find his true heart in one place and refused to let it go easily. He had to move his heart and hold his eyes down with a smile.Do you... still want to hear my story?
Geng Zhaozheng came for this.Even Tianluoxiang wants to save him, let alone Miss Ming?Nodded silently and waited for her to speak.Mingzhanxue lightly opened her red lips, her thick eyelashes trembled suddenly, her apricot eyes widened, and she exclaimed: This... is this... you are like this, seeing the Dragon Emperor Sacrifice Hall?
It turns out that after lowering the stone gate, sitting on the opposite throne, you can see a beam of light set up from the top of your head, and the image is reflected on the stone gate. Although it is not as good as the one you see on the spot, you can still distinguish the shape of the face and lips, and even the eyes. It is much clearer than the one reflected by the bronze mirror. At the same time, you can hear the sound near the ears of the chair. These are all the changes in the clues before sitting on the throne.
Ming Zhanxue discovered that the room was not empty. Everything that was not made of bones and teeth and had negative functions was disguised as if it were the same as the tiles on the walls. When he looked at it, there was nothing except the throne on the bottom.
The stone door that carries the projection seems to be embedded with a mirror-like material, and its size and shape are just the range of the image; and the light source of the wall joints is like a floor tiles before it is lit, which is no different from the rest of the room. Mingzhanxue noticed that the ceiling where the image was cast was cracked, a small flat box opening, like a small mechanism in the Douba grid. Perhaps in this secret room, there are more magical mechanisms similar to it.
In the projection, the entrance of the sacrifice hall slowly opened, and one person came in first, carrying a demon sword and a treasure sword hanging on his waist, and a snowy sword flying with his heart and a high posture. It was Mr. Ghost.The other Qixuan leaders followed behind and entered one after another. The projection in the mirror suddenly moved. The picture was sometimes far and sometimes near, but the time was very short. I could vaguely hear the dull and monotonous sounds, and then I focused on the grandma and Xue Yanqing who were entering the picture, but Mr. Gui in front had already appeared.
The same situation also happened to Tian Luoxiang and his group.
The picture followed the girls for a while and then pulled back to the entrance. Mingzhanxue will feel happy, slap! As soon as he snapped his fingers, he sang: Go farther! In the picture, the person suddenly becomes smaller and smaller, as if he is left on the ground. Geng Zhaoyi couldn't react, and Ming Zhanxue shouted again: ...Stop! The picture finally stopped moving, and the entire long step was reflected into it.
Ming Zhaxue looked at his surprised look and burst into laughter.
‘Okay, I’ll teach you a few more glances at your fairy-like Second Palm Garden. Be careful not to lose your eyes. I’ll look at grandma.In the first two episodes, I could lose my life if I was not careful and I never looked at her well.She is so much older than I think.
Geng Zhao came to his senses, did not dare to be careless, and whispered: Miss Ming!Could it be...there is someone else here?He secretly lifts up his internal strength and is fully alert.Ming Zhanxue shrugged and said happily: I don’t feel it.Did you find someone hiding in the dark?
That's really not.Geng Zhao knew that Miss Ming's skills were much sharper than her. If someone hid in the dark, she wouldn't have fun so much, and murmured: If it was caused by the machine spring... it can only be said that it was far better than the magical skills of the world's craftsmanship.But...how can it be done?He looked like he was stroking his chin and raising his head, for fear that he could not help but jumped up and took it off to look at it.
Mingzhanxue smiled with a pursed lips:
You are obviously a ghost, but you don’t know how to teach Bai Riliu Cinema. You have become a pedantic wooden head, and you are in vain of your natural intelligence.How did this stone gate open?Who can carve the too big mountain belly dome?If there was no sight of a pillar below, why wouldn't it collapse?There are also the water throat of Beishan Grottoes and the forbidden path of black spiders... I haven't figured it out since I was a child, do you need an accident?
Even if you don't understand any of them, it doesn't prevent you from knowing how to use them.You really need to study. There is plenty of time for you to struggle in the future. It is not enough for a lifetime. Remember to have a few more children and let your children and grandchildren continue to do it. You can always figure it out.Suddenly, her cheeks were slightly red, but she wanted to pretend that she was fine, which meant that she was really shy.
Geng Zhao's thoughts were only slightly slower than hers. Her thoughts were moving, and her thoughts were filled with thoughts, and her face and ears were hot.
The two of them were in the same secret room, and there were no idle people near each other. When the idea of having a few children was about, they were all thinking about each other.In his heart, Miss Ming has always been clever and meticulous, and even her periods are clean. It is hard to imagine what she looks like when she is pregnant with a big belly. But when she thinks that the content in her belly is her gift, and she is squirting her tender and hot flower valley hard, perhaps she never sleeps and gets it for a few nights, she can't help but get excited, and she feels dry mouth and tongue, and can't help herself.
Mingzhanxue will only pretend to be nothing when she is really shy. She stroked her hot cheeks and pretended to stare at the shaking figure on the wall, as if in high interest.
But at this time, Geng Zhao felt that she was particularly cute again. She couldn't help but want to pick her up and turn her around a few times, pinch her cheeks, and listened to her pretending to be angry and found a clever excuse to divert the focus. She refused to easily touch her true self, and suddenly thought:
Maybe what she was confused about was always a trivial matter, but no one could help her, and the day changed and the moon changed, and eventually became epilepsy.
The image in the mirror was performing a passionate speech by Mr. Gui. Ming Zhanxue supported his chin with his hands, frowned slightly, and smiled at Gu Gengzhao and said: I can't cooperate with such a person.This person is so boring.Geng Zhao smiled and said: This guy is arrogant and very proud. If he hears Miss Ming say this, he will definitely be furious.
Ming Zhexue glanced at him, full of warmth, but she still said nothing. Seeing Geng Zhao plucking up the courage and preparing to speak, she interrupted him first, jumped up lightly, pushed him to the throne, and said with a smile: Come on, the bad tunes of the opening show are finished, the show is about to begin!This is the best restaurant in the shop. Should the guests drink tea or drink wine?
Geng Zhao was amused by her. Knowing that she had no intention of talking in depth, she could do anything and spread her hands and smiled bitterly: Tea and wine are fine, but it would be even better if she could have a plate of beauty.Miss Ming, this person can only tolerate one person, and it’s not just a crowded place, you’ll just sit down.Then he was about to get up.
Ming Zhexue chuckled, her delicate body shook slightly, and her butt jumped onto his knees and legs. She sat across his arms, her tender fingertips hitting his chest, and pressed him back to her original position. Her cunning look was particularly charming.
The beauty the guest wants is here, please enjoy it slowly.Hey, don’t get up, be careful not to miss the show... Look!Isn’t this a fight?
Everyone knows that the seven mysteries are mixed together and they will inevitably fight. However, they don’t know that the battle starts with the beginning, and they don’t expect that the wolf head and the demon king will start the first battle.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord looked back at Mr. Ghost and said in a deep voice: Is it necessary?The knife is brought by me, how can others let others interfere?Or should someone take out a knife later, and I want to do this?The sour sound of rattles was like biting gold and iron, and the anger could be heard, like thunder rolling in the clouds.
At the distance, Nie Mingtu was picking the yellow turbid bone armor like a crooked hook and sneered: Just don’t dare to hit it, anyway, I’m not the one who speaks like farts.In the world of the world, there are countless turtle sons, not many, not many, not many.The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord ignored his explicit ridicule and snorted coldly: I don’t know what’s up!Holding up the shank of the sky crack is available for your hands, then you must put it into the jade seat.
With a clanging dragon roar, Mr. Gui raised a glimmer of blue light from his waist, blocking the knife head. It was Kexue, his father Yindanshu, who used to rely on the love of the sword in the world.
Wufeng, the covered black scarf of the Blood Demon Lord, automatically said sternly: Master Yin, what are you doing!
Mr. Gui leaned closer to his face, his smile still changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: Do you want me to put what I said back in front of everyone?Let me go and knock down this old mess!With a wave of strength, the Sky-Cracking Knife swept away.
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord was dressed in a difficult look, and he returned the knife to the sheath. This extremely ferocious blade that had killed several people in the Unconscious Cloud Tower without the need to hold the sword owner was full of barbs and blunt pierced sword handles, and at this time they were wrapped with tanned leather of the same color as the sheath. As for the same-famous spider-shaped knife seat, it has never appeared. Whether it was the Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord who did not want to carry it or was still left in the Unconscious Cloud Tower with a copper seal, it is also interesting.
The short, fat and sturdy figure slowly walked down the tower and came to the center of the square. Unexpectedly, Nie Mingtu actually walked back and returned to the watchtower, shaking his legs, clenching his bone armor, and lying on the fence lazy, as if he was waiting to watch the fun, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord sings: Are you going to fight?If you don't come down and get to die!
Nie Mingtu used his bone armor to slam his ears, so he seemed to be suspicious and looked around:
Hey, when will the dog be put on?If you want to call Ah, I didn't say that I thought I had a meal, so I wouldn't bring such a thing.Yin Suming laughed and unexpectedly supported him.If the Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord showed his face, he was afraid that he would be swelling with the same color as the Black Treasure, so he tightened his left fist and scolded him: What are the defeated generals in his hands?Come down!
Nie Mingtu turned over and leaped down the I1st floor of the watchtower. He walked down several steps, but turned back twice and walked straight to the third floor.Now even Yin Suming couldn't see it and shouted: Hello, Nie Mingtu!What are you doing?Should I fight or not?
The barefoot old man, who was as slapped as a bamboo frame, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, like a gloomy grass man on the ripe millet flat field.
What he said makes sense.We fought on the road just now, but Lao Lang really didn't win. I'm afraid he won't win again if he fights again.You will definitely lose, are you willing to fight?He swayed his palm behind his back, muttering: If you don’t hit, don’t hit anymore, you will get into whatever you like, and worship your ancestors for 18 generations.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord stood in the middle of the square, probably having the heart to kill him, wishing he could fly onto the stage and cut off the guy's head from behind with a knife.
As the second demon sword named out, the Demon Lord must steadily insert the sky crack into the knife seat, and then the Tianluo Xiang, the Five Emperors Cave, and the Youzi Gate... In the end, the evil Buddha of the South Ming fell into a state of solitary and difficult. If he had not followed the customs and did not go against the common people, he would have fought against many people and fought against him. Which one should be chosen? Those who know the current affairs will know it as soon as they think about it, so there is no need to repeat it.
Gu Muyuan sent him to support Shenxihu, but he didn't know that what he really worshiped was the man's entrustment. If the Qixuan Alliance was completed, Yinkeng ascended the throne as he wished, and a group of Fox Yimen... No, it should be said that it was the entire Demon Sect Qixuan, who parted ways with Gu Muyuan, and no longer had to rely on the power of Gushe.
He was both the supervisor of Gu Muquan and the counter-essay of that man.The serious consequences of the alliance are enough to win and lose the two light and dark forces on the left and right sides.
Such an important hub task is not to deal with such a jumping clown!
The Demon Lord never asked about the reason why the man chose Nie Mingtu, just as he never gave orders, all actions depended on his personal judgment and tacit understanding of the organization.That person is more thorough and skillful than Gu Muyuan. After all, Quan Yu is the real person to gather Gu She.
Quan Yu pulled Nie Mingtu and even asked him to sell life-saving talismans to Shenxihu, and quietly brought the top Gan Jiang under Gu Muyuan into his own camp. This move was extremely wonderful.Nie Mingtu, who played such an important role, seemed not a chess piece that was easily abandoned. Therefore, Quan Yu gave and improved new "The Green Wolf's Art" and asked him to personally take the knife to exchange for the guy a disgusting mastiff whip; all the signs pointed to the same answer.
This person cannot be killed!
At least, you have to ask Quan Yu to kill him.
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord has never hated himself for being so meticulous and cautious.He should have slaughtered his under the moonlight in the desert of the Forsaken Lean Ridge, and he was completely clean and neat.
He endured the uncleanness and disgust like his body, turned around with anger, and strode towards the square tower in order to finish his work as soon as possible until he heard Yin Suming's sneer.
Oh, I've changed my mind again.The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord stopped suddenly and turned around suddenly. The black velvet robe blew the wind like a dragon hanging, pulling a whirl of dust and sand out of thin air!I saw Nie Mingtu rushing down the steps, smiling with a stern face:
Lao Lang thought about it just now. We countrymen have never seen such a big scene before. We finally have the power to "persuade". We are itchy, it is better not to give up easily. It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people.Do you do this, Master Yin?
Mr. Gui smiled and didn't laugh, his voice was dry and his tone was a bit stiff and cold.
Since it is aimed at the same matter, the wolf leader can express his own opinions.But this time, it is decided that it cannot be changed.
Nie Mingtu was about to speak when he saw the other Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord lowering his head and arching his back, walking faster and faster, and his black robe was thrusting!The excitement was as fierce as the wind, and the murderous aura forced the dust and sand all over his body to rush, and there were faint marks of knife marks flashing. With the cultivation of the swordsman, he had reached the point of condensed energy into a blade, which was extraordinary. He was originally only two levels left and was about to step into the square, but suddenly he turned around and ran upwards. He shouted in his mouth, and his shrill screams resounded throughout the dome:
Killing, killing! I can't "persuade" anymore, right? There is no need to fight hard! In the blink of an eye, I rushed up to the first floor of the watchtower. The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord has already become murderous, how can he allow him to dodge again? He shouted: I will die! The black shadow flew away, and in an instant, he skipped three feet away. His body paused slightly below the steps and he was about to step up straight.
The wolf head, who was running for life on the steps, tilted his body, stepped on the fence of the first floor of the watchtower and stomped backwards, landing on the square like a big roc, facing the back of the Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord. Just before he turned, he rushed upwards, the old and new forces were not tied, and his claws were intertwined, swishing!He grabbed two slanted crosses at the door of his back, and blasted the Demon Lord forward!
This time, the action was ruthless and accurate, and the time was not bad. It was obvious that the wolf's head was not a fool, but was taking the opportunity to investigate the terrain and calculate the height, so that it was necessary to make such a wonderful reversal sneak attack.
The Blood-Sacrificing Demon Lord's cloak was broken and was knocked onto the steps and bounced back. Nie Mingtu was very tightly entangled, almost touching his back door and halberd to produce his bone claws. Just relying on the opponent's rebound force was enough to strung him on the claws.
Unexpectedly, two crackling sounds, the bloodline of the left arm and right shoulder flew. In the eyes of Zhaowowo, who looked like night and broke through the air holes, he clearly captured two sword energy that came out from the broken cloak. It was incredible when he walked in a curve; the other one was dancing like a firefly, which was far beyond his understanding of the condensation of qi into a blade.
Although these two sword auras are not very strong, they are extremely sharp because of their extreme thinness. If they are in the throat and eyes, they can generally take human life. Moreover, being able to counterattack under such a physical situation is a magical skill.Nie Mingtu hesitated for a moment, stepped on the ground with the heels of the Blood Demon Lord, and turned around suddenly. Each movement was accompanied by the strange sword energy that was swaying around, either curved or arcing, attacking and defending, in short, not going on the two paths of vertical and horizontal.
Nie Mingtu was covered in blood, but for the Qinglang Art, which had a very fast recovery speed, this injury was similar to itching. He felt that the sword energy in his body was getting lighter and more and more erratic. He knew that his opponent could not change his breath, and his sword energy was really to gain time. He did not hesitate. He pounced on his body, his claws stormed like rain and wind, suppressing the Demon Lord before the broken stage, without giving in a single step.
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord had no choice but to retreat, and he couldn't take the extra money to regulate his breathing. He lost one step, and the whole plate was inferior, but there was no chance to hesitate. He also used both fists to fight quickly.
The two of them sank into the wind with their palms and claws, and there was almost no one to see; the winning or defeat of this kind of racing was only a moment, and the heart of others had not yet popped out of their throats, and the fierce slashing had already turned out to be the result.
With a wild roar, it was Nie Mingtu who retreated!
His arms expanded more than twice as much as they were covered with thick and hard hair. Heavy white medicine smoke burst out between the muscles with bulging force and blue veins. However, the knife energy of chasing was not stopped. He sniffed a few times, and then slashed across his thighs and shoulders, bringing out a thicker smoke column.
Nie Mingtu paused, but his strong retreat did not diminish slightly. His swelling knees and legs were like plows, digging out two broken tracks on the ground. He stopped in a mess until three meters away, and he held up a fierce smile on his face. Although he had not changed his beast, he described himself as no longer like a human.
When everyone looked at it, He saw that the source of the smoke was concentrated on his palms and ten fingers. The palm-shaped palm hidden in the fog was charred and twisted, as if it was ground by a thousand jin stone. Even the bone armor that was more than gold and iron were splashed with calcined spots, like charcoal.Nie Mingtu's Wolf Wolf Soul Claw is very poisonous. What else can be used to break such poisonous claws?
The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord shook his robe and took a few steps forward, leaving the trapped broken steps, raised his right palm and pointed at Nie Mingtu. His palm was as if blood was soaked in it, and even his nails were red. In addition, there was no color left, which was so red that it was fearless and ominous.
Nie Mingtu suddenly laughed.
What awesome... What awesome ‘Soul-breaking Blood Sword’! It's considered an old wolf to be out of sight. Compared to the palm poison, your hand is indeed unique in the world. His green and yellow eyes, which were filled with pupils, rolled around, as if in high spirits. Let's play something else again, Ah?
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