MTL - Discussing The Correct Posture To Enjoy Dog Food-Chapter 260 Cherry flavor apprentice attack (7)

Li Minghua was already wet with cold sweat behind him, but he did not dare to show his disgust. He smiled respectfully and said, "Exactly, can you trouble our predecessors for a ride?"

Meng Po raised her whitening hands, and her flowing magical power was held up by her, flowing around her hands, which looked great. She smiled happily: "It's okay, what my wife is doing is ferrying students."

Without waiting for everyone's surprise, she turned sharply: "But why, my wife is a small boat, and it can only accommodate eleven or two people. How can this be good?"

Li Minghua smiled stiffly and did not wait for him to answer. The real person behind Hwaseong had already stepped forward and arched his hand and said, "Senior Meng, the junior is Huacheng, a disciple of the Qianfu School, how can I pay for this capital ? "

"Funding? Haven't you already paid?"

Although Meng Po smiled with joy, although they didn't say it, everyone suddenly thought of the two corpses on the ground and the soul they could never enter into reincarnation, only to feel cold all over.

The real person in Hwaseong was also cold and sweaty, and he asked calmly, "So, dare to ask the seniors, where is this ship going?"

"Go wherever you want to go." Meng Meng's face was impatient. "If you want to go, leave, if you want to stay, the wife is never strong. If you want to go easily, just drink the soup made by the wife, then But board the ship and leave. Think about it, then come up, my boat is not waiting for anyone. "

She said, there was a bowl of soup in her hand, and the soup was as dark as ink, and rumbling with bubbles, it looked like an intestinal poison.

Hua Cheng, who was originally worried that Li Minghua had taken the lead, was afraid to take over, but Li Minghua Qian said, "This cross-funding ... was by a Taoist sect, I do n’t dare to occupy it.鹊 Nest, Hwaseong Taoist friends please first. "

Speaking of crossing capital, Huacheng's heart trembled again.

The "funding" transmitted is two souls of the same door. How can they waste it or let others sit and enjoy it at such a cost? The road ahead is fierce, but there is no way to stay. Instead of waiting to die, let's let go!

Thinking of this, Hwaseong and his classmates exchanged an eye, determinedly came forward with both hands and ended up drinking black soup in Meng Po's hands, drinking stubbornly.

Immediately, he was surprised to find that although Meng Po Tang was extremely difficult to drink, he was not only intact, but his mana was restored!

Although Xu Mijie was still unavailable, this discovery was enough to inspire his colleagues to step forward to drink Meng Po Tang and board the wooden boat. The twelve monks who were waiting for the Qianfu School disappeared in the stele with Meng Po and the ferry. The sky was bright again, and the burning sun once again brought the remaining groups of people back to reality.

"Meng Po Huang Tang Fang Du Lang, this is what it means! This stele is not only an array of eyes, but also a portal, really amazing!"

An array of monks in Buddhism saw the hunting delight.

Another person exclaimed in a depressing atmosphere in surprise: "Great, we are saved, we don't have to wait here to die!"

"But that capital ..."

I don't know who made a snoring sound, as if drinking with a bang, so that the speaker lost his voice. Everyone, look at me and I look at you. Those monks who were lower in the early days of Jin Dan were even more frightened-if some of them were to be abandoned, they would undoubtedly be a "funding" that they would not let go!

"Minghua Zhenjun, Li Xunzhen, what should we do now?"

No matter whether they are hypocritical or indecent, even if there is a choice in their hearts, they dare not speak out first to decide who is to die. If they do, even if they have the life to leave this secret realm, they will not escape the punishment of the ancestral gate or lose the reputation of damaging the same gate.

After a few moments of silence, the blue-eyed real-life Wenyu threw the problem to Gou Liang and Li Minghua.

Li Minghua's face was embarrassed, and his forehead was sweating, his lips moved, and he finally looked at Gou Liang: "Brother Li, what do you think?"

Gou Liang glanced at him, expressing expressionlessly: "When you first entered the mystery, you made a vow of life and death. You have no right to interfere. You must decide for yourself if you want to go."

Li Minghua's eyes flashed a little surprise, "Brother Lüyi's meaning ... Could you stay?" He asked in a hurry: "Is Brother Lüyi another way to leave here ?!"

The glaring eyes of the people stared at Gou Liang, and Gou Liang coldly said, "Brother Minghua has lifted me up, but our sword repair always believes that we don't believe in life, which is the moment of life and death. Know there is no other way to go? At least, I won't point my sword at my door. "

Li Minghua was ashamed: "Brother Lu Yi said that the heart of Ming Hua is the same as you, but for now ... just wait a moment, there is a danger of fire poisoning, and I only hate that I have been suffering for decades. Nothing can be done now. "

He said so, but he didn't take it for granted.

I thought that Gou Liang could have any good method, but the result was just let it be-let ’s wait for the Seven Sword Sect disciples to hold themselves to death, and naturally they would have enough "funding". Very stupid.

Here is a powerful Dongfu, and the treasures are innumerable. Being transmitted early means more opportunities.

Li Minghua understands this truth, and everyone else knows it too well, it's just that a few team leaders can't pull their faces to do this executioner.

Li Minghua looked around and asked secretly, ancestor, is there really no other way?

If so, these martial arts will owe him a great favor, which may be useful in the future.

The ancestor of Yunxiao knew his wishful thinking, and said lightly: If the boat had crossed twelve people, two people would die, and it would be futile to want more.

To wake up the dreamer in a word, Li Minghua put down the thought and asked: patriarch, then we need to take a step forward?

The ancestor of Yunxiao was excited when Li Minghua noticed his eagerness when he heard the endless name of Moxiu, but at this time he said: No need, you and ...

He explained to Li Minghua something like this, and the latter was surprised by the news, and clenched his fists secretly, even claiming that he didn't ask him why he arranged this.

Yunxiao's ancestors were anxious, and the Baguio fairy and Moxiu Endless were also very old characters to him. Their entanglement was that Yunxiao's ancestors were only heard a little. But this does not prevent him from knowing that the five yanzongs that fell on the long river of history are devoted to soul training, and their martial art "Oneness" is the ultimate magic weapon for solid soul!

His soul was very damaged. In these years, the treasures of soul-cultivation and soul-gathering obtained by Li Minghua's turnover of various secret realms barely kept his soul, and he was rehabilitated to reincarnate to the deification period. But if he gets "oneness", he will be able to return to the realm of God within a hundred years!

However, after the endless fall of Moxiu, his magic weapon "Unification" disappeared, there is a great possibility that he was buried in his mustard seed house, at this moment under his feet. Yun Xiao's ancestors certainly won't let go of such a godsend.

With this in mind, he glanced at Mo Yanchu who stood behind Gou Liang silently.

——Ling Tian Lao Er must also want to get “one”, but unfortunately, with him, Ling Tian Lao Er is doomed to fail, ha ha ha ha.

After passing through the silence for a while, finally someone made a noise.

That was a Buddhist monk from Wanfomen. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his face was pale and his lips were cracked, but his back was very straight, and he weakly spoke of the Buddha's name. He said, "Amitabha, I will not go to hell. He is inferior. Brother Wu, the monk is willing Take this calamity for your brothers. "

"Master, you hate ..."

The inaction of the real person was very moved, and just saying this sentence was already full of tears.

However, Gou Liang noticed that the enlightened and innocent Buddha Xiu's eyes were full of entrusted petitions—they apparently reached an agreement, and Wuwei convinced his teacher to make the first righteous crab.

He smiled without a guilty conscience, "Brother doesn't have to be sad for me. I am low-level, I've already been so venomous, I ca n’t stand it for a long time. It's not as good as Hua Fei and Hua Lian .... And less bitterness. "

He was reminded that everyone remembered the death of the two thousand-fu disciples, and they all felt the same.

Yeah, if you are going to die after all, why not suffer a lot ...

A few dazes appeared in the eyes of the early monks of Jin Dan. Without waiting for them to break away from such a psychological suggestion, Wu Hen had slapped Tian Ling to death by himself.

Watching the disciples of Wan Fumen sadly recite the Sutra of the Past, Gou Liang's eyes gave birth to a cool sneer. It is really a Buddhist practice of Purdue sentient beings. It is unequivocal to persuade people to die, and even hypnosis is used.

The eighth sun in the sky started the solar eclipse after death without hate, but the solar eclipse stopped when the last remaining horn of the sun was left-"crossing capital" was not enough. But soon, one of Wanfomen's disciples stepped forward, and briefly explained his last words.

No one had noticed that his eyes were lightly gray.

Meng Po and Ferry appeared again. After repeating the simple question and answer before, they left with the disciples of Wanfo who drunk Meng Po soup.

It was followed by Yujumen, Xuanyang, Taiqing, and Promise. The Taiqing disciples also made a small accident. The "selected" weak disciples were extremely determined and got rid of the hypnotic confusion at the last moment, crying and yelling that he didn't want to die, but did not wait for his teachers and brothers to think about it. As a countermeasure to persuade him to die, he was burned into a charcoal corpse just like the two disciples of the Qianfu School.

With his sacrifice in front, the sacrifice of the Promise was smoother. After they left, there were only the Seven Sword Sects, Lingxiaomen, and the host, the Puri faction, in the desert land.

This time into the mystery, the eight major gates sent 14 elite disciples each, and the blue sky faction as the host has half the number of people, that is, 21 people, but at this time this benefit is completely a nightmare, they must abandon nine fellow students !!

This loss is really tragic, and it is more difficult to choose a candidate.

Li Minghua saw Wen Yu's real embarrassment and offered to leave. He had already done something. The two disciples who had sacrificed themselves fell on their knees and worshiped the teacher, and both committed suicide, even more so than the disciples of Wanfo.

After Li Minghua's figure disappeared into the stone tablet, Mo Yanchu only recovered his vision.

Of course, he knew the existence of the magic of "Oneness", and he needed the same stability as the old monster around Li Minghua. In fact, although he reshaped the body, his reluctance to recover to Jin Dan's early repairs is enough to show that his spirit is much more damaged than the old monster.

Originally, he insisted on returning to the Seven Swords Sect because his destiny Ling Tianjian was closely related to the main sword of the seven swords Ling Tianfeng. If the spirit of the sword could be recovered, his spirit would be restored to Thai half, but Ling Tianjian who did not expect to fall with him for some reason He did not return to the Seven Sword Sects, but let him sacrifice a hue for nothing.

"Reunification" is not as effective as the birth sword for him, but it is also better than nothing, so Mo Yanchu is also determined to get it.

However, he did not have the idea of ​​competing with Yun Xiao's ancestors. After all, the search for secret treasures-especially the innate magic weapon of the secret master before his life-focused on chance, and never came first.

After Lingxiaomen left, Wenyu Zhenren still couldn't make a decision, but only said to Gou Liang: "Liu Zhengzheng, I have been the host, since I became the temple, please Seven Sword Tao friends go one step ahead."

Gou Liang did not answer the first time, everyone, including Mo Yanchu, thought he was unwilling to deal with his colleagues. The most poisoned son, Zi Jing, looked at the left and the right door, and forced himself to say, "Uncle Xiao, I can't stand it, you can send me a ride-oh!"

Before he could finish speaking, Gou Liang slapped him on the head with a slap, and he screamed in pain.

"Little Master ..."

Zi Jing called, a look of apprehension in his panic expression.

"This time is to wake you up. There is never only sword repair that lets others die. There is no one who will die by yourself. You can remember it."

Gou Liang was not good at being authentic.

Zijing was very moved, but in the end, he still remembered the urgent situation of 100,000, and said timidly: "But if not ... how can we cross the boat?"

You can't really wait for the weakest of them to die, which is even more tormenting.

Gou Liang ignored him, but instead asked the real person with a smile: "This question is naturally to ask the host. Real person, what am I talking about?"

Wen Yu's eyes were slightly widened, and the uneasiness in his heart was suppressed by his strong self-confidence, and his face stupored, "What does Lü Zhenzhen mean?"

Gou Liang took his hands behind him, looked up at the two remaining suns in the sky, and turned back and smiled lightly: "I heard that as long as I hold the command of the blue sky, I can move freely on the waters of Wangchuan. Since this mystery falls on Wangchuan, It is also your cave house of the old lover of the Blue Mountains, and it is not surprising that some passers-by will be left to future generations. "

Wen Yu's heart was terrified. He was about to deny that the two disciples who knew the truth behind him were frightened. They betrayed the fact that they had passed this secret treasure.

The other disciples had already understood the situation, and after experiencing extreme fear, they lost their tolerance for a moment, and some disciples hurriedly asked, "Brother Wenyu, is this true?"

As soon as he said this, he knew that he had asked the wrong thing, and closed his mouth violently.

This is the end of the story. In the face of the indifferent expression, but with a well-informed spirit, Wenyu real person knew that he would never lie to each other and had to grit his teeth: "Yes, the head gave the deputy order of Wangchuan Pass before leaving, we I don't know if it has any effect. However, the vice commander has only one piece for each of our disciples, and can only be used once. I can't give it to Zhenjun. "

He was tense, and after hearing this, the disciples' disciples had understood the significance of the situation, and gathered to the real person of Wenyu one after another, looking at the Seven Sword Sects defensively.

When the Qianfu School left with the souls of the two disciples, Wenyu Zhenren had determined that the deputy could help them leave safely. He had seen the extradition people on the waters of Wangchuan in the secret scriptures of Zongmen—the ferry and Meng Po who appeared before.

He carefully concealed this, knowing that once exposed, the death of their disciples would come.

But I did not expect to hide it, but Gou Liang still saw the clue.

What's more terrible is that they are not the opponents of these sword repairs at all and don't want to die here all. There is no other way but to hand over fourteen toll orders.

Wen Yu said sternly: "It's no wonder that the ruler Zhenzhen has always been calm and calm, and he has long thought about the way to break the battle ... I want to ask Zhenjun, how do you know that we have a permit?"

Even if he died, he had to understand.

Gou Liang smiled lightly: "I don't know. I just asked it casually."

"What ?!" Wen Yu shouted uncontrollably, his eyes widened and his face was red-eared and red and asked: "Zhen Jun bombed me?"

--mean!

Gou Liang shrugged: "What is it?"

"you you you……"

The blue disciples felt only a rush of blood, and they were hardly furious. Even the disciples of the Seven Swordsmen were stunned. Looking at Uncle Gou Liang with a smile, somehow, he warned himself that no one could offend the uncle — it was terrible!

Only when Mo Yan saw it at the beginning, Gou Liang learned that it was no coincidence that he must know some inside information.

Thinking of this, he looked at Gou Liang's eyes a little more thoughtfully: The bone age of this disciple is indeed only 30 years old. Obviously, his behavior is completely different from that of young people, and his perverse temperament is so far. The cultivation is ... Could it be that he was taken away by power?

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Yan was at a loss in his heart at first, and he should pay more attention to Gou Liang after the secret passage. If he really did as he thought, he would have shot it, but this evil had happened.

Gou Liang still doesn't know that his dear husband made a terrible decision to weep ghosts and looked at Wen Yu's truth: "How do you hand it over yourself, or do you want me to get it?"

Wenyu's real man gritted his teeth, but forced Gou Liang's provocative power to surrender the fourteen tolls.

Gou Liang passed the deputy pass to Mo Yanchu and let him distribute it. He waved his hands and dismissed the disciples: "I am the predecessor who did not let the teachers and nephews break the truth, please first please."

Wen Yu's real man was afraid of anger and could not speak, so he had to go one step ahead and open the organ on the stone stele with a traffic order. The dark gray river appeared, and this time it was extended from the stone tablet, and then, with the thunderbolt, it took the two disciples who were the lowest among the blue disciples—

Wen Yu turned his head and couldn't bear to watch the scene where his fellow student died Huang Quan. The two disciples did not expect that the stele would choose a sacrifice on their own, only to guard against the same door. At this time, they were frightened and instinctively held their heads. Squat down and close your eyes and scream.

However, nothing happened on the spot.

In the continuous screams of the two disciples, the crowd looked back in disbelief, and saw Gou Liang with one hand behind him, and Rongse stood safely in front of the two disciples, with dozens of superb spirit stones in the other hand. Hanging in the palm of the hand, as the lingering stone lost its luster, the crystalline spirit drew into the river. Suddenly, the sound of the paddle sounded in the stele, and Meng Po and the ferry reappeared in front of everyone.

The two disciples, Qi Qiran, opened their eyes, and when they looked up, they saw Gou Liang turning back and smiling at them.

"What are you doing squatting, waiting to pick up the spirit stone?"

The voice was like a **** of nature. The two disciples no matter how stupid they knew it was Gou Liang who helped them through the death robbery, immediately knelt down and said, "Thank you Lü Zhenjun for saving your life! Thank you Lü Zhenjun for saving your life!" Without a half-way robbery, they don't have to experience this thrill.

It was also at this time that Wenyu and others understood that the soul only opened the channel of the teleportation array, and "spiritual power" was the real capital transfer. Gou Liang's spirit stone undoubtedly perfectly solved the problem that they only had the channel transfer without capital transfer. .

Surprisingly, they abandoned their former suspicions and quickly thanked: "Thank you for your help, I'm so grateful!" The respectful attitude made the disciples of Qijian Sect open their mouths.

It is worthy of being a little uncle. The work of looting homes can also make the other person grateful.

When the Seven Sword disciples boarded the boat easily, because all the members boarded the boat, Meng Po didn't wait for them to drink the yellow soup, which was very unpleasant at first glance. When he left, Mo Yanchu couldn't hold back and asked, "Master, why did you put so many spirit stones outside Xumi's commandment?"

Could he have known the situation in Huang Quan's secret place long ago? If so, the power that robbed his young apprentice should not be underestimated.

Gou Liang didn't hear his heart, and greeted him with his hands, pulled his hand around his belt, and let him personally feel the hundreds of spirit stones entrained in the belt, and lifted himself Feet, signaled him to look at the soles that were twice as thick, and said gravely: "When the storage utensils are always robbed, the three holes of the cunning rabbit can be the last word. Oh, this is Master ’s experience, I do n’t tell him."

At the beginning, Mo Yan only felt that the waist and limbs under his palm were strangely thin. It seemed as if he was broken at a glance, and then he listened to his joking words, and another thought flashed in his heart:

The guy who won away his apprentice is definitely not Jian Xiu!

He withdrew his hand and thanked him sincerely, "The pupil was taught."

Gou Liang's dimples were deep on his cheeks, but before he could preach his words, a powerful suction suddenly caught him into the teleportation array. The hand holding Mo Yanchu was also torn apart, and Gou Liang fell into the vortex weakly and resisted, and was thrown to a corner of the mystery in an instant.

"rub!"

Gou Liang's mana recovered after being transported into the mysterious area, and he immediately fell to the ground to protect his whole body with emergency maneuver, but the dust brought by the impact still made Gou Liang eat a bite of soil, and murmured loudly.

[Xiaozhuang, where is my little Mo? 】

[Master please wait a moment-sleep! !! The host is not good, the target has hit Li Minghua and the old monster greatly! !! 】

Gou Liang was shocked: the script is definitely not written like this, my husband's Lord God aura!