MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 80 Dan Xin 19th 2

Wei Wuwei said: "Look at what you see. You can see a thousand times more, and you can't see a hole in me."

Everyone was holding their breath and waiting for him to come over. The result was that it was like a fool and a rotten child, and it was like a thunder punching a cotton, kicking into the air, and being weak. The face is black. Wei Wuxi said again: "Why should I look at me with such a look? Isn't that what I said? Now in this temple of the demon, there are only two people who still have spiritual power. I, with the light of the monarch, this The children who were arrested a few days ago were all dialed. The rest of the people, I have no intention of using the power of the chickens, I can’t help it. If I want to do something to you, can these children be able to stop it?"

Su said: "If you talk nonsense, you have to kill and kill. If there is anyone who is on the scene, it is not a hero, you don't expect someone to pity you."

He said this, many people have made a fuss in their hearts. Among these thousands of people, there are only about 20 people who are really enemies with Wei Wuzhen. The rest are all listening to the siege and crusade without thinking about participation. It can be said that they are only passers-by. These people do not want to enjoy the same treatment as Wei Wuqiu.

Wei Wuwei said: "Yes. Now you have no power to fight back, I want to kill and kill, if you don't kill, don't kill, do you get your mouth interrupted? Right - I am sorry, I don't remember your name. I asked, who are you?"

Su Shi: "..."

Wei Wuzhen knows that Su is a very self-satisfied person. He is most likely to ignore others, ignore him, and remember his name. He deliberately asked him who you are. Sure enough, Su’s forehead’s blue veins were slightly convex, and his mouth twitched: “...I don’t believe it. The one next to you didn’t tell you who I am? Han Guangjun, so this Yiling ancestor is also your accomplices. Li, do you let him lose face like you?"

Blue forgetting the machine is accustomed to just not hearing, continue to bury their own piano. Wei Wuzhen said with amazement: "Why do you want to tell me about you? I can’t see it, this kind of heart is quite high, and I feel very good. If you say rude, if you interrupt me, would you not? More rude? Just now, where is it, oh, spiritual power - spiritual power still exists, it seems that there are only two people left, but I thought, in fact, there is a third person. This third person should It’s the black hand that hides in the dark and makes you mentally problematic. At this time, you should look around and wait for the maneuver.”

Uncle Ji Shangshao’s monk was involuntarily brought into the atmosphere by him. Listening to him, he couldn’t help but glance around, as if the depths of the jungle were really hidden with unknown eyes, and he was staring at the troubles in the temple. , ready to worry. When Su was involved, he said: "It’s fascinating again!"

Wei Wuzhen said from his own self-examination: "This group of children was arrested a few days ago, and you have staggered the time. And I and Han Guangjun, and you are not on the same road up the mountain, and you staggered the road. Therefore, if there is a third wave of people, he must be doing your hands and feet after the collection of Yiling and during the mass graves. And it is likely that it is among you..."

Su said: "Enough! What is the third person, making a nonsense talk out of thin air, do you think that you can push out the good things you do? Even if there are really other people you said, it’s strange. The road is killing, the blood is not washing, the **** debts in your hands, today..."

Suddenly, he slammed his mouth shut and his expression was distorted.

Wei Wuwei said: "Say. Why don't you say it?"

The students of Fuling Su’s family stood up: “The Sovereign!” “The Sovereign, what happened?!”

Su was asked to help his students, raised his arms, first referred to Wei Wuzhen, and then pointed straight to the blue forget machine. The man who was closest to him was angry: "We are innocent, what tricks have you moved?!"

Lan Si chased: "This is not a demon law! This is... this is..."

The blue forgetting machine sitting on the side of the plane gently flattened the right hand, and the five fingers pressed against the seven strings, condensing the shudder of the strings. The group of eloquent and fascinating students suddenly seemed to be a group of ducks that were caught in their necks.

The blue family members who were present silently said: This is the forbidden speech of Gusu Lanshi...

After the sizzling Voldemort Temple was quiet again, Blue forgot to turn to Wei Wuwei: "You continue."

Su’s eyes were filled with anger and anger, but the upper and lower lips were stuck tightly, and the throat was dumb and fire. Compared with the anxiousness of not being able to openly attack Wei Wuzhen, it is now the humiliation of the blue forgetting machine that makes him feel like he is burning. He repeatedly stroked his throat with his fingers, trying to unravel the curse, to no avail, and had to look at Lan Qiren. I don’t even look at him when I know that Blue Kairen’s face is cold. Originally, Lan Qiren can be solved, and as long as it is a curse for the blue parents to solve, for the sake of respect, the blue forget machine will not be used again. But when the Fuling Su Shi was born independently of Su Sulan, the two had a lot of unpleasantness, so the blue Qiren did not help him to solve the problem.

Everyone’s heart, it seems that as long as someone tries to argue with Wei Wuzhen, the blue forgetting machine will seal his mouth, and it will be a sigh of relief. However, there are always warriors who are not afraid of death. They stand up at this time and ridicule: "We are innocent, you are really an ancestor of Yiling? It is a good arrogance, then I don't want people to speak?"

Wei Wuwei said: "Please tell me the truth. As long as you are willing to reason, you will find that it is not that I will not let you speak, but that you will not let me talk. As long as I open my mouth, there will be countless I opened my mouth for various reasons, but unfortunately I just didn't want to shut up, so I had to shut up first. Otherwise, no one would listen to me and talk calmly. What can I do?"

He pointed to Su’s road: “For example, this... who. Sorry, I still don’t remember your name. It’s strange that from the beginning, he has been blocking me, not letting me justify, not asking me to cross-examine, Let me help you to clear things up and explore the truth. Not only will you block my mouth, but also remind you repeatedly, I am your enemy, I am afraid that you will not come up to die, for fear that you will live more, what is the reason? Do you have allies to do this?"

In the past, the owner of Fuling's family in Fuling had always been cold and cold, and did not like to express his feelings. In short, I always like to imitate the blue forgetting machine. As mentioned by Wei Wuzhen, many people who have dealt with him have been suspicious: Su Zongzhu’s words today seem to be too much. Of course, the others did not express their position, and they were not in a position to express their opinions. They all carefully chose silence.

Wei Wuwei said: "If no one is saying, then I will continue to say. People will never suddenly lose their spiritual power. There must be a way and an opportunity. Therefore, you must have been in the same way on your way to the funeral." Something, or have experienced something. Does anyone want to think about it, what is it, or what?"

The bird is silent. For a long while, one person stunned: "... have you been exposed to the same thing? Have you done the same thing? When we were in the funeral, we all seemed to drink water? Oh, I can’t remember, I don’t know."

As soon as I heard this voice, everyone thought: "It is him!"

Who will actively respond to Wei Wuzhen at this time without letting them know what to do and what to think? Only the one who asked "I don't know" Nie Huai Sang.

Someone couldn’t help but say: "No one is drinking water on the way up the mountain! Who dares to drink the water on this corpse?"

Nie Huaisan again guessed: "Is it all inhaled in the mountains?"

It’s ridiculous to bury the hills on the hills. If there is anything weird about this fog, it makes sense. Someone immediately agreed: "It is possible!"

Jin Ling immediately said: "Nothing. The fog is more intense at the top of the mountain, but we are all tied to the top of the mountain for two days, and the spiritual power is still there."

Wei Wuwei said: "It's not food, it's not a problem with feng shui. You have forgotten that after the mountain, there is one more thing that you have done."

Lan Qiren said: "What is going on."

Wei Wuwei said: "Kill the dead."

A teenager blurted out: "Ah, is it like in the time of Yicheng, there is something like corpse venom in the body of the corpse?! Auntie, when you kill those dead bodies, are there any bodies from them? Spewing strange powder in the color?"

His father said: "No powder, no!"

The boy did not give up: "So... what about the liquid?"

Jiang Cheng coldly said: "Okay. If there is any weird powder or liquid sprayed after killing the corpse, we will not be aware of the anomalies."

The boy who thought he had captured the mysterious face was red, scratching his head and scratching his head. His father quickly pulled down the son who had just been excited and sat down. Wei Wuwei said: "It is really related to killing the corpse. However, the problem is not on the corpse, but on the person who killed the corpse."

He turned to Lan Qiren and said: "Blue old, I want to ask you a question."

Lan Qiren said indifferently: "What is the problem, you will not ask him, but also come to ask me?"

Although Lan Qiren is pedantic, he is not a coward, but he has listened to it for so long. But the face is still ugly, but Wei Wuzhen was stunned by his face from a young age. Later, he was even overwhelmed by countless people. He didn’t care too much. I think this is the uncle and gentleman who took the big blue forgetting machine. So angry, touched his chin and smiled: "I am not afraid to ask him too many things in front of you. Are you angry? But since you asked me to ask him, then I asked Ha. Blue Zhan. ""

Blue forgets the machine: "... um."

Wei Wuwei said: "Fuling Su Shi is a family separated from Gusu Lanshi, right."

Blue forgets the machine: "Well."

Wei Wudao said: "Although it has been separated, the skills of Fuling Su Shi are still borrowed from Gusu Lanshi, is it?"

Blue forgets the machine: "Yes."

Wei Wuwei said: "One of the secret techniques of Gusu Lanshi has the effect of exorcising and repelling evil spirits. Among them, the seven-stringed guqin is the most profound and superb. Therefore, the person who cultivates the piano is also the most. The Fuling Su Shi has the same kind of learning. Their home is also the most piano, right."

Blue forgets the machine: "Not bad."

Wei Wuwei said: "The owner of Fuling's family, although he took the technology out of Gusulan, and stood on his own, his own piano skills did not reach the peak, and he often missed out on the door, isn't it?"

Blue forgets the machine and said calmly: "Yes."

Thousands of people in the Temple of the Devil looked at the two of them sitting on the steps, sing and sing and sneer, look at this side, and go to steal the face of the face. Although he feels that Wei Wuzhen’s words are mean and rude, he also feels that he is telling the truth. Because Su was inexplicably cold and cold, he had already sinned many families, big and small. At this time, he was exposed in public and was put on the ground and stepped on the ground. In this critical moment of life and death, he also gave birth to an untimely gloating. A sense of sorrow and anger.

Lan Si chasing is secretly strange: "Huan Guangjun does not like to be embarrassed in public. Although I can't see the Su Zongzhu, I am quite cough... but why does Guangjun Jun have such a feeling of sympathy today?"

Wei Wuzhen and Blue forgot to give you a look, I am a word, no matter how many questions. More and more people are gradually listening to them. They are not simply scorning Su, but they are smearing, so they are getting more and more serious. Next, Wei Wuzhen slowly said: "...that is, even if the funeral murders the corpse, there is a melody in the battle song of Fuling Su's playing, and Gu Sulan will also blame. No wonder, I just think that they have made mistakes in their skills, remembered the scores, but they didn’t pay attention to whether they were mistaken or wrong, or did they intentionally play the wrong thing?

Upon hearing this last question, Su’s pupils shrank, and the hand pressed against the hilt suddenly swelled, and the sword was quietly sheathed by half an inch.

Blue forgot to raise his eyes in a quiet manner, and Wei Wuzhen saw the faintness in each other's eyes.

He said: "This is the case."