YM778.TV Chapter 93: Who is the master of this seat?
Chapter 93: Who is the master of this seat?
The soul of Chu Xiaoning is now walking through the enchantment.
Everything you go through is ghostly, wandering. But what is embarrassing is the fleshy body. Everyone is dug out before death. Their chest is empty, or there are blood vessels hanging outside, and some can see Baisensen’s ribs. .
Chu night Ning knows differently, but the defensive boundary around the colorful butterfly town is getting weaker and weaker. He can’t stay more, only quickly rushing to Chen’s house.
Going outside Chen Zhai, but seeing the four directions of the southeast and northwest, each with a half-man high. Four tripods, each of which is drifting away with more and more smoke. But the smoke is not pure white, but the colors are red, blue, brown and gold.
Ding down the fire, filled with blood, but recently looked, but found that the tumbling blood under the pile of red meat piled up.
People!
The four mouths of the furnace, each mouth is full of stuff, is the heart of the lost people in the town!
“Gathering sand into a tower...”
Chu nightning muttered.
He suddenly understood why he and the ink burned for many days, but he did not see that the mysterious man continued to pursue the essence of the spirit - the heartbreaking guy, he could do this trick!
The so-called poly sand into a tower is to dig up the heart of the same attribute, hundreds of piles together, although not as powerful as the essence of the spirit, but because of the sorrow of the people who swear, the short-term can also stimulate the power of extraordinary.
Why is it the color butterfly town?
Why is it that it is a slender fiber...
In the hall of Chenjia, where the table fell into the chair, in the hall, Chen Yuanwai and Mrs. Chen had both succumbed to Liang. Their hearts were also smashed out, but they did not have a corpse like the outside town. Below the waist, they were torn into pieces by some powerful force. They could not see the original appearance of the legs.
In the hall, I patrolled the circle, but I didn’t see Luo’s figure. Then I went into the brothel and saw a bowl of meat mud in front of Chen’s ancestral tablets. Finely smashed, half of the eyeballs in the meat, a finger...
Chu Xiaoning saw a nausea and was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard a burst of laughter from his head.
Squatting, the white paper lanterns fluttering, and the extinguished candlelights light up in turn.
Luo Fibri sat on the beam, wearing a pair of white feet like jade, wearing a big red wedding dress, swaying sideways, while hoeing to the night.
"Oh, find me."
She smiled, although it was the appearance of the memory, but the eyebrows danced in the dance, but it was quite different from the shy soul that Chu Jingning saw at the time. She is arrogant, the flames are generally hot, her eyes are round and round, but she is shining with a demon blood.
Luo is fibrillated and demonized.
There is only one chance to ask the ghost. When Chu Ningning came to Fudie Town in the past, she had already tried her with the day, and this law could not be done for the second time. The only way is to suppress her magical spirit, call back her heart, and then cross-examine.
Chu night Ningdao: "Luo Fibre, why are you here?"
The sleeves are already dark and the pattern is ready to go.
"Hey." The petite and delicate girl is crisp and said, "I am happy, I want you to manage."
Chu night Ning shook his head, his brows were deeper, and there was a trace between the eyebrows, like it was engraved.
"The one in the bowl is the brother of Chen Bojun?"
"Oh, you said him." Luo was too tired to talk about it. "The one on the left is the one on the right. It is the little lady who is surnamed Yao."
"...!"
"Who wants her to die, not to look at other people, but she is a county magistrate, and she must rob her husband with her old lady. It should be good!"
At this time, Luo Fibres was completely demented, and the temperament and the two were stunned during his lifetime. He even couldn’t recognize the "Jiro brother" who had already sang for himself.
Chu Xiaoning heard that Chen Yao’s was also divided, and his heart was colder. He asked: “That... Chen Jiaxiaomei...”
"She treats me well, I don’t thin her."
Luo Sui said, smiled, and his lips were delicate and bright, like blood stained.
She touched her stomach and said:
"So she is here."
"I ate her in. If the little girl is with me, she won’t be bullied."
"...you are really crazy."
The voice did not fall, the flames of the hands were light, and the golden fronts were full of bright eyes. Chu night Ning flew up and shot a curse on her forehead in the scream of Luo.
Screaming!
The soldiers are very fast, and Chu Ningning has a fierce hand. Only in a moment, he has drawn ten golden chains, which will bind Luo.
He had a long, cold white tip and pointed her eyebrows. The flash of light in the eyes is like a smoldering electricity, and the face is gloomy and cold, sinking like a thundercloud.
The water is thin and the lips are light, and the spell is silent.
Luo’s fibrillation eyes burst, the mouth is flowing, and a beautifully beautiful face becomes distorted in the mourning: "Stop, let me go! I have blood debts, what’s wrong!"
Chu nightning does not pay attention to it, a pair of cold scorpions fall, the fingertips shine even more.
"Ah-!" Luo screamed hysterically, "Let me go! Let me go!! My head hurts! I can’t stand it!!!"
She screamed and screamed, and suddenly the shout stopped, her eyes filled with blood, and her mouth curled up.
Two sly smiles shook.
"You want me to call this? This fairy?"
"!"
At the end of the night, Ning Feng’s eyes were stunned, almost at the end of his hand.
The white shadow is swift, and it is easy to avoid the broken soul of Luo Fibre, standing on the veranda, and between the white clouds.
Luo Fibre slowly straightened up, and the pain of the work disappeared. She did not suffer the influence of the curse of the night, but the spiritual power was even worse than before!
"I want to hurt me by the curse of district purification."
Luo is sneer.
"The old lady has swallowed up the thousands of living people in this town. The refining of the mortal body is only on the last night. At that time, I can save Chen Lang from the land, and we will stay away from the red dust. How can I? It may be a loss, and it will be destroyed in your hands!"
Her nature is annihilated, and the only obsession in her heart is that she is not separated from Chen Bozhen forever.
Chu night, Ning Xin moved, Shen Sheng asked: "Who is talking to you, so that you can refine the mortal body?"
"What to do with you!"
Chu night Ning coldly said: "This person has a nonsense, your original body has been smouldering, and you have to rebuild the tires, you must re-enter the reincarnation. What can be learned from the thousands of living people can regenerate the truth. He lied to you Everyone in the town is killed, just to get together, to get together and do what you want to do."
"...!" Luo fiercely widened his eyes. "Impossible! He won’t lie to me!"
"’Who is he?"
"He...he is..." A few Shen Ning, Luo fierce and screaming, holding his head and shouting, "I don’t know! I don’t know! I want to be physically! I want to live! I don’t want to die!!!! He didn’t lie to me... he didn’t lie to me... you lied to me... yes, it’s you!!!"
Hung Hom, the female ghost screamed and stretched out his claws.
At the same time, an ominous thunder came suddenly in the sky. Chu nightning avoided the attack of Luo Fibrin and raised his eyes. However, seeing the defensive enchantment has been torn open by a smashing sigh of the butterfly town. The atmosphere of the living people is coming in, the four fields, the zombies!
The enchantment is going to break.
That’s too late!
If you can’t call back the scorpion, you can only choose to kill it.
Then all the clues are broken...
Outside the enchantment, Li Wuxin looked at the crack in the air, and Xue Zheng screamed: "Isn’t it enough? Make up! If the world breaks, thousands of dead bodies flock out, you and me Do you live?"
"Let’s wait!" Xue Zhengxi’s face is also not good-looking, and the sweat on the forehead is soaked out. "Don’t make up, Yuheng is still inside. Wait a second."
Li Wuxin snorted and saw that the enchantment had broken the chicken eggs. The heart slammed and angered: "If the enchantment is damaged later, it must be a fight, bloody, I See how you explain to the whole comprehension community!" Yan Bi turned to the disciples and asked aloud, "Is the fuze sent? When will the other eight factions arrive?"
The disciples who were in charge of the communication were anxiously sweaty: "The eight sects said that they are important at this time, and they must first play their respective heads. After the elders negotiated a referendum, they can come to the chaos."
"..." Li Wuxin suddenly turned black as the bottom of the pot. "What about Confucianism? Nangong Xianchang has always been amazing, how can he be so a mother?"
"This..." The disciple did not know how to respond. Suddenly, the sound of the melody flashed. After reading it, he was overjoyed and even heard. "The Confucianist door is coming! The Confucianist door only communicated, saying that the disciples would immediately send the disciples to the evil! ”
Sure enough, not a slap in the tea, the horizon suddenly burst into a cloud of clouds, close, where is the cloud, but the black pressure on thousands of people, all blue and blue cranes, uniform, such as the empty geese Yu Jian came.
For the first two people, it is the Nangong Temple and the Ye Forget.
Nan Gongyi rode his demon wolf white gold, arm-armed jade bow, backed the quiver, prestige, and the young man’s arrogance was written on his face.
The leaves are still in the black, wrapped in a shawl embroidered with the crane totem of the Confucianist, with a handsome seven-pointer and a beautiful three-pointer.
"What is this?!"
When Nangongyi saw the ruined defensive enchantment, it exploded, and took a glimpse of the crowd in the circle of sight, directly skipping the group of people who died in the world. It fell to the only Bitan Zhuang owner who was also associated with him.
"Li Wuxin! This enchantment has broken into this way. You are stupid, don’t you know how to make up?!"
Although Li Wuxin is far older than Nangong, but the family is the only son of the world’s largest head of the world, the old face that was trained is red, but hard to squat, and smiles.
"The South Palace is the Lord, you don’t know, don’t make up the knot, it is the meaning of Xue Zhangmen..."
In a word, the hot potato was thrown to Xue Zhengyi.
"What is the life and death?"
Nan Gongyi looked at Xue Zhengyi and snorted. I don’t know if it’s sneer or something else.
Then he waved his hand and said to himself: "Go to his mother to make up the broken pot, and he thought it was a little more."
Ye Forgive wants to stop him: "Little Master -"
Nangong驷 did not look at him at all. What is even more strange is that Song Qiutong also came. But today she did not stand in the leaves of the past, but served in the South Palace, left and right, still white gauze cover, low and sturdy, extremely smooth.
The disciples of Confucianism did not drag on the water, and only listened to the instructions of the sects of their own sects. Especially the relatives of the wild horses of Nangong Temple, the ones did not listen to dissuasion and explanation, and they began to print out before they brushed.
"stop!"
Xue Zhengxuan only interrupted the moves of four or five people. When he turned back, he saw another disciple who had already made a patch of repairs. A blue light hit the crack in the enchantment.
Xue Zhengyi suddenly lost color and shouted: "Yu Heng!!"
"Oh!", the fire splattered.
At the beginning of the millennium, suddenly there was a **** red thunder, and the hard-pressed man killed the patch of the seal in front of the crack!
Everyone looked up and saw a young man holding Liu Teng Yu Jian standing in the air, guarding the position of the enchantment. The youth eyebrows were originally very bright and radiant, like being born with warmth, but at this time his eyes were sharp, his eyes were like a torch, and the willows in his hands were bloody, and every leaf was splashed with flames.
The ink burned the eyebrows at a very low pressure. In the air, Sen Ran said: "I said, my mother said, no one is allowed to move this enchantment. Are you new to this? Are you ignorant?!"
Although he is disgusted with the late night, but how to say it is the personal grievances of both of them.
Regardless of the past and present, except for himself, whoever wants to move a night with a hair, the ink will want the life of that person.
He said that he hates people, he can only kill, he comes to destroy, he comes to bully.
Under his anger, he couldn’t help but reveal a few violent temperament in his life. What is the whole popular field? What is the usual slap in the face?
Do not say that the Confucianist door, even Xue Zhengxuan, Xue Meng, and even the teacher, are watching this kind of ink burning, and temporarily stunned.
The author has something to say:
At the end of this chapter, the dog 1.0 was simply the upper body of the dog 0.5, and picked up his king’s anger, hahahaha, then he is a dog 0.75~