Chapter 37 Is he ugly or handsome

"What's going on?" Dongfang was interested and asked.

"Don't worry, the soul cultivation is still in the [phantom] stage. There are only magic soul weapons, but it is not far from the [phantom] stage that can summon soul beasts. It can be seen that he has mastered the advanced doorway of soul cultivation [phantom], but it is not easy to advance martial arts. It seems that he knows the deeds of the Eastern Master, so he came here." Mu Yin still calmly solved our doubts, and now he has understood the details of the black-robed man.

"How can you know so many things we don't know?" Amber frowned at Mu Yin and found that Mu Yin really didn't look like a housekeeper.

"The little prince is worried. Mu Yin is a stewer." Mu Yin respectfully replied to Amber's words, neither humble nor arrogant. But Amber's eyebrows frowned deeper.

And Dongfanglu just took care of his thoughts and suddenly thought of a question that he wanted to know but was ignored:

"Who the hell is he?" As soon as this was asked, Mu Yin and Amber were stunned first, and then Dongfang Amber said with a wry smile: "Maybe it should be called Luohe. Jianghu people call it [Black Instant Kill]. As the name implies, it is hidden under the black robe. The unpredictable speed is a weapon that has not been seen so far, or there is no weapon at all. Because of his mysterious behavior, many people want to hire him as a killer, but he refuses and doesn't know what his intention is. Mu Yin nodded and agreed with Dongfang Amber, although what he said was incomplete.

"Which school is the teacher?" It is impossible for a person to learn this by himself, so Dongfang clairvoyed his experience and asked. And Dongfang Yin just listened quietly. Anyway, he didn't understand. It seemed that Benwan was very interested, so he also listened with her.

"No school, no faction, that has appeared in the prosperous era in recent years, and no one can see the true face." Amber shook her head in frustration, and he was puzzled by this, because she had not been favored by him when she had traveled before.

"No sect can understand, but do you think no one can see the real face? But it's contradictory. After all, there are still those who are better than him, such as..." Dongfang doesn't believe Amber's explanation, analyzes the language disease, and then looks at someone leisurely.

"The little prince is right, and your analysis is right, but you forget that there is still something Yi Rongyi said in the world." Mu Yin's tone was still leisurely, and his extremely calm appearance made Dongfang's chest suffocate, and his face turned red and suffocating!

"He is ugly, or he is so handsome that he doesn't have anything." Dongfangtou gritted his teeth and cursed innocently on the stage ~ shot someone, and at this time, the man in black robe was also very cold all over, and his eyebrows under his appearance frowned slightly. What's going on? The warm and windy May gives people a cold feeling.

In the middle of the slander, Murong Xi's hidden weapon broke through the air, but regardless of the strangeness of the man in black, he flew towards his weakness.

Luohe was shocked and narrowly escaped, but some places were still cut by sharp hidden weapons, and the smell of blood spread in the wind. At this time, he did not see any hesitation in his movements, as if he would not be affected.

The cold weapon battle is a mysterious speed, which is immediately clear with the passage of time. This is also understood by everyone. There is a certain amount of cold weapons. Although there are many things that can be picked up, they are ultimately defeated by lack of actual combat experience, so Murong Xi himself knows that he wants to see how long he can hold on and to what extent he can do without a hidden weapon?

Now I understand, but I'm also lost. At the moment when he lifted the platform, his eagerness to explore deeper spread all over his body. Looking at the quiet black-robed man on the stage, Murong Xi's pupils tightened, and he didn't even care about his usual polite image.

Dongfang Li lost the battle of the previous few people and couldn't help doubting the strength of them. Or is that man really so powerful? Why have you never seen him go in and out of the house before? What is his father's intention? In the struggle, she temporarily put aside her distracting thoughts. It was her turn. It seemed that only she could win. Dongfang is extremely sure in his heart.

completely ignores Dongfanglu and Dongfang Yin, who have not yet come to power, and it is estimated that no one has any expectations for this.

The gentle and deep sound of the flute poured out between Dongfang's fingers, and then the giant silver-tailed bobcat appeared in the strong airflow. With the sound of Dongfang Li's flute, he took an elegant and silent step. The gloomy blue eyes looked directly at the small dark shadow, and the silver tail swayed left and right, bringing a gust of wind. The purple tongue licked its front paws and felt the root. Ben didn't take him seriously.

However, Heluo didn't know what he was thinking. He just stood still and let the wind blow his clothes and hunting. For a long time, Dongfang Li saw that he had not planned to take action, so he was anxious. The sound of flute did not consciously follow the height of the master's fingers. The sad cat crowed and jumped high, and instantly rushed straight to the top of Luohe's head, which was shocked. Everyone sweated coldly.

Luohe, who thought he was going to die under the claws, jumped to the sky of the bocat, flipped twice and quickly to the top of the cat's head. The muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground accompanied by the bitter and painful cat's cry. The dust turned over and the river stood on the platform. Dongfang frowned, his throat was sweet, and the corners of his mouth were scarlet, but still not Regardless, change the tone and continue to attack.

The Dongfang Xigui who watched frowned unhappily. It seems that it still doesn't work. [Yun Shang upstairs] The group is not a joke. How can such a young and vigor make it? However, people from other branches are surprised. After all, it is a battle between a rare soul master and a mysterious man in the mainland. No matter from which aspect, it is a topic after tea and dinner.

Mu Yin continued to taste tea leisurely without caring about himself, not to praise good tea. Here, he is the only one who is as relaxed as he is, and Dongfang can't understand it. So I didn't look at it. Looking at Dongfang Li's impetuous expression and Luo He's comfortable look, I knew the result without looking at it.

There are only two people, himself and the nerd, and Dongfang is worried about countermeasures.

At this point, Dongfangli lost the battle and was unwilling to step down. He sat aside and sulked. Dongfang Yue comforted him with kind words. Until the mood calms down.

Before the nerd came on stage, I carefully told him to pay attention to the use of the nine-slip sleeve arrow: "Don't panic, I guess you can't win, but it doesn't matter if you lose." Dongfang Yin looked at her with great grievance and comforted people. Dongfang didn't care about his "sad" expression, and then turned around.

When he got on the stage, he sighed and looked at Dongfangyin with a look of watching the play. It seemed that he knelt down and begged for mercy was self-evident. I looked coldly and said nothing. Ignorance is not terrible, but afraid of ignorance and uneducatedness. Mu Yin quietly stared at Dongfang's sarcastic side face, with thoughts in his eyes that people couldn't understand, as if struggling and helpless...