Chapter 327 Shot

The others were tacit. For this time, they were excited and afraid, and the stimulation of exploration and unknown fear finally tormented them.

"Oh? In this way, brother, have you been upstairs for more than ten years? According to what he said, I'm afraid that what the brother told him is that he has more than eight years of experience, so he dares not talk about these secrets at will.

The disciple was stunned and then forced a smile, "It's been more than three years. As for what I just said, I knew it when I chatted with my brothers."

"Oh?" This time, Gong Yao Cen knew that Xiao Wuyou raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows. He hooked the disciple's neck and approached him: "Brother, you are usually a good person, otherwise which disciple is so full that he dares to chat and do nothing in the clouds upstairs?"

A rhetorical question, Gong Yaocen obviously felt that the disciple's body stiffened in his arms, and immediately shook his face without saying a word.

When others heard this, people who didn't know why couldn't say it. They woke up and stepped back a few steps, and at the same time worried about the safety of Gong Yaozen, who was so close to him.

Gong Yao Cen's arm * the disciple's neck was not until the bloody blush on his face was about to be messy before he finally suppressed his throat and laughed. I don't know what he meant, Gong Yao Cen tightened his expression for a moment and raised his vigilance.

"Since it's until, why do you have to be pretentious?" The disciple raised his congested eyes and looked into the depths of Gong Yao's stunned eyes in an instant. When he was stunned, he raised his hand and rowed the distance between the two and retreated to the roof of Tianxuan Pavilion.

The corners of his lips were as cold as snakes and scorpions, staring at Dongfang and Xiao Wuyou, and said in a hoarse voice, "The identity is very easy to be recognized, and there is no need left." The sight of the silkworm cocoon tightly enveloped the east, and his dark lips opened gently: "On November 12th night, Dongfang, a new disciple on the cloud, suddenly hung in the air, and the unidentified follower suddenly turned into the ancient divine soldier Longling black sickle, and the blue color rose to the sky. For a moment, the world was turbulent and unpredictable. It is said that this vision is the same sign when Qinglong died a few years ago... above!"

The disciple suddenly sneered with his lips, and then the smoke and cloud shirt on his body silently shattered and revealed the man's original face, like the black of his lips. His whole body was closed in the strange black, and he could faintly see the blood flowing and smelled it.

And the reason why others are shocked is partly because of the person, and the other part is because of what he said. Although there are some speculations in everyone's hearts, it is shocking that they are speechless to be told again.

And Dongfang was shocked because of the dragon legacy. Maybe the things she couldn't figure out in her mind were related to the cause of a few years ago, and this false situation... Or maybe it's not bothering her...

Dongfangyin was shocked by the identity of the dragon heritage. Although he knew that the dragon heritage was the little beggar who was killed halfway from the trip to the palace, how could he know that the dragon heritage was not a beggar but an ancient dragon that changed the color of the world, and it was still beside him and Wanwan!

Thinking this way, Dongfang was immediately excited and pulled Dongfang behind him and protected him tightly. His serious and cautious forehead made Longyi stiffen for a while.

The man with dark lips is shocked to see that everyone is hard to recover, and his heart is cold. It's a good opportunity!

Turning around, I just cheered up and was about to escape, but I found that I couldn't help it?

In doubt, I happened to see a man in a cloud-shirt coming and blocking him. And he was faintly covered with a faint faint blue light. At first glance, it turned out to be silk thread!

The silk thread seems to be alive. It surrounds the smiling man a meter away. It can kill but can't hurt his master!

"You..." Before he said anything, as Mimi's smiling man looked down, he saw his body that was still intact. Suddenly, familiar blood flowed out everywhere, and then blood fog gushed out. His eyes suddenly opened, and his hand pointing halfway suddenly stopped, and his own blood fog confused his eyes.

In the blood fog, the cold smoke slowly came, unlike his dark lips, the pale pink lips opened gently, and the sound clearly came to his mind.

"At the afternoon of November 13, Yun Ji, a new disciple on the cloud, found a suspicious cult 'black blood' and killed him on the spot in the name of self-defense and defense of the cloud. It is a shame that his motives are not pure and humiliating to the teacher, and give him the punishment of smashing the corpse!"

"It turns out that your blood is not like your name... It's also red?"

When his consciousness was disilated, Wu Xue only felt that what the people in front of him said was so familiar... Familiar as he just said to those people, but... This time, he died first, or died without a whole body...

He wanted to laugh, but a mouthful of blood spewed out. Black blood ignored how he knew his name and sect. All he knew was that the contempt and sarcasing in the eyes of the man in white made his body almost crazy.

The last mouthful of unyielding qi and blood used the stiff hand to fly out of a hidden weapon. At the fastest speed he thought, he was easily intercepted by him with two fingers, and he saw the hidden weapon cut into two pieces at his fingertips. With the sound of the hidden weapon falling to the ground, his black blood also broke his last breath and died of anger!

Leng Xiuyan moved her fingers slightly, withdrew the silk thread of her fingertips and looked at the death of black blood, and hummed softly: "Will you close your eyes? What's wrong with you? Forget it, since you have gone to the underworld, go to justice by yourself..."

A word that gradually faded away made the others who witnessed all this speechless for a while. This person's temperament is too bad. It's more serious that people are dead!

"Brother Leng!" Seeing everyone's shock in his eyes, Gong Yaocen was proud and stepped forward with Leng Xiuyan side by side to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, Leng Xiuyan saw his intention but smiled at Xiao Wuyou, "Thank you, Your Highness Xiao Liu."

Xiao Wuyou raised his eyebrows. It seems that the cold scene just now is clear, and he just nodded and smiled in his heart: "It's easy to say."

Gong Yaocen knew that he had neglected his duty first, and just scratched his cheek and admitted his mistake. "Brother Leng, aren't I planning to make up for my mistakes? Unexpectedly, you suddenly appeared to kill him by surprise, and that style..." Gong Yao Cen wanted to say something else, but found that everyone looked at him with that funny eyes, and he , I can't hear my voice, I can only see my exaggerated postures and movements.

Leng Xiuyan shook his head with a sigh and said to him word by word, "Don't be so pompous anymore." Immediately, Gong Yao Cen nodded like a garlic dog leg and solved his dumb hole.

Unexpectedly, with one mouth, he had a long list of reasons. Leng Xiuyan couldn't do it, so he had to reach out and prepare to point him again, which made him curled his lips and stop his voice and was unhappy.

"Is it hurt?" Looking at the stunned teenager in front of him, Leng Xiuyan couldn't help sighing.

"Ah?! Ah? Ah...it's okay!"

looked at Leng Xiuyan, who suddenly came to him and was worried about asking him. Dongfang Yin suddenly blinked his clear black eyes and shouted out the monosyllable all the way before withdrawing his mind and hurriedly shook his head. In Leng Xiuyan's relieved smile, Dongfang Yin didn't understand. Why did Brother Leng care so much about himself?