Chapter 210, Ghost skills, no breathing

"Brother, please make a price. The Hong family is quite valuable in Qinglong City. I think it can also relieve the depression of the younger brother."

"Where, where, what did the senior sister say? Can we talk about money? How hurtful it is to talk about money. Zhu Peng still wanted to continue to be disgusted, and Hongyu couldn't hold it anymore. "No, let's talk about money. Talking about money hurts feelings, but talking about feelings with you hurts more."

Zhu Peng, who was questioned about his character, was hurt in his heart, so he naturally raised the original price in his heart. "The nutrition fee of 50,000 spiritual stones, after all, the little girl was whipped and went to get rid of the scar. Moreover, I don't have any formulas suitable for girls to practice. I heard that there are several outstanding books in the Red Mansion, and I don't want much. Let's just have a copy of "The Secret of Charming Heart", "The Theory of Vertical and Horizontal" and "The Method of Burning Whips".

"Are you sure you want to heal his wounds, not to cast a personal shape with a spiritual stone for you to miss in the future?" Listening to Zhu Peng's offer, Hongyu's white face was a little angry at this time.

"The spirit stone is enough. You opened your mouth, and I will put up with it as a senior sister, but what's wrong with the skills you asked for? " Although the skill level of "Mei Xin Jue" is not high, it has a special effect. It has always been a family skill that has been passed on to women but not men in the Red Mansion. "The Burning Whip Method" is a direct descendant of the Red Mansion. If I don't worship Su Shimen, I can't even learn it completely. Its meaning is almost the same as the meaning of "Zhumen's Tricky Sword" to the bloody Zhu family.

"As for the "Vertical and Horizontal Theory", hehe, brother, your secret chess is long enough. The inheritance of this set of skills has always been extremely secretive. Even I have heard about it because of Grandma Situ's favor, but I have never been able to see it. The first two skills are fine. Only this one, I can't make the decision at all. Teacher Brother, please change the conditions."

"If you can't make a decision, then find someone who can make a decision. The condition I said is not a discussion, but a request. Sister Hongyu, you have a deep friendship with me. Although I will try my best to protect it, how can the inheritance of Su Shi's Taoism be easily leaked." In a few words, Zhu Peng said that he was righteous and awe-inspiring, and it was as if he had just asked Hongyu for the spiritual stone skill, and the other benefits were not him.

Looking at the cheap appearance of the man in front of him, Hongyu only felt that she had a good tooth and was almost bitten.

"You are cruel."

Just as Hongyu gritted his teeth, the sound of anger suddenly came from the direction of the left side of the two. The next moment, the strong fluctuation of the air machine came like a ripples. Zhu Peng and Hongyu were solemn at the same time, and the escape method started. One of the strange ups and downs was like a snake walking, and the other was covered with electric flashes all over his body. Every step was broken by brick and stone. The speed is amazing.

It's just that when the two arrived, the battle was over. In addition to the dry bones on the ground, there were also two seriously injured monks lying on the ground. One by one, they were obviously seriously injured, which was the blood master brought by Zhu Peng.

"What's the matter? Did you take action against them first? I couldn't stop it for such a short time. After Zhu Peng arrived, after three breaths, Hongyu, who was able to arrive, looked at the situation in front of her and frowned. She had just been threatened by Zhu Peng and had a lot of bleeding. Now she is in a bad mood, so her words were quite heavy.

It's just that the two seriously injured monks on the scene have no extra physical strength to respond to her words. Looking at the dying appearance, it seems that they may hang up at any time.

Zhu Peng crouched down and looked at the injuries of the two. After a moment, his face was like a sinking words: "It seems that although Cui Changsheng has lost half of his soul, he still has a very strong fighting power. Both of them were deliberately seriously injured by him, but he did not kill them. It's not that he can't do it, and It's to delay our manpower. Both of them suffered the kind of injury that if someone takes care of them, they won't die, and if no one takes care of them, they will die. Even if we know the trick, we still have to do what he wants. It's really smart.

At this time, several monks close to here have followed. One of them picked up the dead bones in the room, sniffed them in front of his nose, and then said, "There is still a bloody smell. It seems that the owners of these dead bones have not been dead for a long time. The reason why they will look like this should be that our goal is to use. The evil art of swallowing and replenishing blood gas. In other words, that guy's injury should be recovered. We should be more and more careful.

"Well, in the station of the Bitter Silence Sword Gate, there are countless monks who were blown up into soft-footed shrimp by the extermination cannon. If he has the ability to swallow everything, he will also figure out the evil spirit in my heart."

Hearing Zhu Peng's words, although many monks present did not say a word, they were extremely agreeable in their hearts. Originally, they bombarded the bitterly silent sword gate station and invaded the old ally's camp. This kind of thing made the bloody monks present bear a lot of psychological pressure. Once they make a mistake, including Zhu Peng, everyone can't escape the matter. Responsibility.

At this moment, although the ground is full of dead bones and two comrades-in-arms are seriously injured, all kinds of signs have shown that there is indeed a ghost monk in the station of the Bitterly Sword Gate. Everything in front of him is evidence, and the criminal responsibility has been changed to the end of the Bitterly Sword Gate. In this case, as a person who betrays the alliance, a few people have died. What can people do? Do they have room to complain about grievances?

"Spide four people and escort the two of them out, and change the other pair to a group of three. If he wants to drag, let's drag it with him to the end. Let's see who can drag him in this Qinglong City. The city's protective guard outside has been explained by me to have laid a large encircled magic array. Two hours later, the magic circle is completed, and there is no chance for that person.

After saying that, the people present were scattered again, but because of the limited number of people, Zhu Peng and Hongyu were still in a group of two, not in a group of three like other groups.

"Sister, be careful. After all, our goal is the master of the nine-level realm of gas refining. Basically, he can think that in the next period, we are very likely to be his target, because as long as he hijacks us, he will have the greatest possibility to escape."

"Then what else are we going to do? It's better to assist in defense outside. Anyway, we can be sure that there is no external tunnel in this station. As long as we block the periphery, we can slowly grind this one to death. Even if he hides in the underground room, the cannon has little impact. Can he still not eat or drink for a long time and hide here like a mouse for a lifetime?

"Childish." In the face of his senior sister's remarks, Zhu Peng mercilessly expressed his idea and attitude, "He is now losing half of his soul and is seriously injured. He doesn't take advantage of killing him now. After tonight, his injury can recover a small half, and may we transfer one or two masters of the nine-layers of gas refining overnight? Obviously impossible.