MTL - The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful-Chapter 109 Suichuan

Looking at the moonlight, everyone is awkward.

The young people who look good are not seen before, but the people in front of them are really worthy of their self-defense.

"you are……"

"Fengling Xuping." The young man smiled, "...the mountain is near the waiter."

"Waist? Hand?"

The young man's right hand is hidden in the sleeve, and the left hand is explored to the waist to solve a delicate wooden sign.

The magical disciple who was still boasting at the mouth just finished the face and took the wooden sign from the young man and looked at the moonlight.

At a glance, his eyebrows were shallow and wrinkled.

At first, he said that the wooden sign appeared to be "Danyang", and the surrounding area was also covered with light brown lace, which seemed to have dried up for a long time. However, his eyes are in front of his eyes, and when the line of sight is refocused, the upper end of the head is carved with the ethnic pattern of the wind, and there is a slight light flow between the lines, which is not like a fake.

The Demon disciple looked at it for a long time, but he didn’t have a heartfelt heart, as if he was holding a waist card in his hand, but a girl staring quietly at his eyes.

His quail-sized throat slammed up and down, put away such a senseless mind, returned the waist card to the coming person, and raised his hand to signal the crowd to break open.

The young man took the waist card with his left hand and squatted back to his waist. He smiled heartily and smiled: "Thank you."

The defenders all indicated that they should not delay the time, and they would soon be able to spread the spirits in order to prevent the North and South from seeing this short-term leak and take the opportunity to escape.

The young people stepped forward, their eyes fell on the cold fireworks of several people's waists, and they moved away quietly. They greeted several people with their own enthusiasm: "What are the things that you should have in Tianchuan?"

The formation that had more than one person quickly closed behind him. At the same time, the youth also got his reply: "The mountain owner is searching for fugitives Zhou Beinan."

The Dushan jade ring between the youths was unattractively stunned for a moment. The young people will gather the knuckles and turn their backs behind them to make them interested: "... Zhou Beinan?"

"You haven't heard of this person's name?"

The young man shook his head in frankness, and Zhangkou said: "I haven't gotten started in less than two years."

This kind-hearted disciple has finally caught a new disciple who is not clear about his details. He has to show off his qualifications: "That is one of the four old four-persons in the past. You don't know? You are too ignorant." ""

The young man has a big eyes: "four disciples?"

"Yes. This week's surname makes a good shot, and now it's dead and it doesn't give people a clean. Today, he is screaming in Sichuan, and he has tossed a daylight scene. Now he is afraid of being red-eyed. You four Be careful when you walk down. If you have robbed him of the skin, there is no return, but don't blame me for not reminding you."

The young man has done a modest attitude: "Yes. I know."

The man couldn't help but rantly said: "You don't have to be too scared. In the four first men, Zhou Beinan is the least top.... So let's hear the name of 'Xu Xingzhi'?"

The young man’s lips trembled, and immediately lifted his fingertips and rubbed his nose. “It seems to be heard.”

"He is the only one of the four masters who has the root of Yuan Yingling. You can learn the body of Yuan Ying?"

The young man sincerely said: "I have never been taught."

"The so-called Yuan Ying, is..." Because he himself has never played against Yuan Ying, this magical disciple can't make the benefits of a few yuan, and he is afraid that he is complicated. The people in front can't understand the mystery of Yuan Ying. Therefore, I can only give an example in an easy-to-understand way. "...take you as an example. If you have a Yuan Yingling root, standing in front of me, I will not be able to penetrate your virtual reality. I will think that you are just a Only with the regular disciples of refining, you can take the opportunity to take my life. So, you can understand?"

The young man rubbed his nose again and his shoulder trembled in a strange voice: "Understood, understand."

The Demon disciple saw him with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye. He was a make-up. He couldn’t help but confess to the young disciples who didn’t understand these things: “This is common sense for us. Although you are a younger generation, you learn more. One school. A good long-skinned skin is useless, and the two pointed-pointed abdomen are empty, and it can only be a lifelong wait for a person to fill the facade. Know it?"

The young man smiled: "Predecessors are right."

The tongue was full of dry addiction, and the disciples waved a hand, indicating that he could leave.

The young man obediently bowed and turned away.

Back to the crowd, his lips spread a smile, apparently want to find a place to laugh.

However, this broken mouth is not completely useless.

At least Xu Xingzhi learned that Zhou Beinan has not yet fallen into the hands of Jiuzhi Lan.

He touched the subtle voices in his ring, and Xu Xingzhi lifted it with one hand and put it on his ear. He introduced the voice to the ring with his mind: "...they killed them very simply. But according to Fengling’s habits, The Jiuzhi lamp uses a mobile whistle. Every half hour, it will be replaced. Their corpse will be discovered soon. Xiao Lu, our trip is mainly to save the north and south, and it is not necessary to make trouble. Tell him to hide in the ring like you are with heavy light, and the original model will bring him back as it is."

Lu Yujiu in the ring still has some concerns: "Xu Shixiong, you come in with the truth, is it ok?"

"Do not worry." Meng Zhongguang, who is in the ring, said, "The brothers and sisters have been set up by me. Even if there are acquaintances, they will recognize the brothers as others.... As long as they don't see the nine lights It is."

Meng Zhongguang is now squatting, and he is only the waist card, which is the result of his use of the technique. However, for those who are above the Yuan Ying period, although they can't see through his obstacles at a glance, as long as they are carefully examined, it is not difficult to find that Xu Xingzhi has traces of the flow of the technique, and there will be endless troubles. .

...... After all, they went on a trip, just to rescue Zhou Beinan from this island-building prison.

Xu Xingzhi walked out a few steps and could still hear the noisy mouthpiece of the disciples behind him.

"You will fill up your qualifications and come to the new home."

"What is the replenishment history? I was more than he spent in the party. What is the problem with teaching him two sentences?"

Xu Xingzhi also wants to laugh a little. When he raises his hand again and intends to wipe his lips and smiles, the magician disciple who has just taught him is not proud of his mouth again: "At that time, Ying Tianchuan was my dear to receive The Qingliang Valley is also the one I took people to attack. Where were you at that time?"

Xu Xingzhi suddenly took his footsteps and his face turned cold.

The sound of the waves rang around him, smashing, hitting the rocks, pounds, screaming, smashing, splashing snow, like the words of the dead, like the undead.

"...I changed my mind."

After half a sigh, Xu Xingzhi slowly said: "I want to beat Ying Tianchuan."

The ring is quiet.

Xu Xingzhi continued: "This is a home in the north and south. It is not at home but it is chased as a dog of a family. In addition, we must have a place to stay."

With this in mind, Xu Xingzhi's twilight is very cold, looking back and looking at it: "...and, I want to kill myself now."

After a long silence in the ring, Meng Zhongguang sang a gentle smile: "The brothers want to be in Tianchuan, and the light will help the brothers get it."

A moment later, Lu Yujiu also gave a reply: "...I have asked all the brothers, and the brothers said that for the past 13 years, they have been waiting for this moment."

Xu Xingzhi turned around when he was standing, and took the wind as a wind, flying in the air of the sea breeze.

Seeing the youth and returning, the self-proclaimed Demon disciple looked at him: "How come back?"

"Listening to the predecessors, I have a lot of sentiments." Xu Xingzhi pulled his lips and smiled coldly. "The younger generation is grateful..."

The disciples of the magic road suddenly felt a white, and the first line of warm red splattered and sprayed on his left face.

For a time, he couldn't understand the source of the warmth, and he was trying to reach out and touch it. The right face was also blasted with a hot, salty smell, like the seawater after being boiled.

The human body slammed into the ground, but the magical disciple was squeezing in front of the world, only to accommodate a smile like a smile.

When he heard the sound of the next moment, a month of the moon would shine into his chest. Once he went in and out, the flesh and blood that was cut out quickly gathered and fit. He bowed his head and saw that there was not even much blood on his chest. A shallow sword mark does not affect the stiffness of his clothes. Only one heart stops jumping and the pain is almost bursting.

When he swayed on his back and fell to the ground, his voice was extremely low, because the soil had been softened by the sea.

The mutation came too fast, and no one had time to smother the cold fireworks.

When the Demon disciple shrank his limbs and trembled, a stalk of light came from the air and fell into the land three inches from his side.

Faced with a pair of eyes filled with fear and confusion, Xu Xingzhi slammed his knees and continued his unfinished second half of the sentence: "... Feng Ling Xu Xingzhi, taught."

The eyes suddenly magnified and eventually solidified into a deadly appearance.

Xu Xingzhi took out the cold fireworks from his waist, unscrewed the fireworks with his clothes, and sent it to the sky, letting it practice a piece of snow on nine days.

"Heavy light, first find the disciple of Ying Tianchuan." Xu Xingzhi put the second cold fireworks into the air, and opened the ring smoothly, and the tone was calm and underground. "Nine lights can't be called to participate in the search for North-South, so they It must be gathered in one place, and they are concentrated in detention. They are not familiar with Xiaolu, but they should still recognize you. You go to them, and I and Xiaolu go to the north and south."

Gradually, the ground phantoms two people standing side by side.

Meng Zhongguang’s lips were slightly unwilling to leave Xu Xing, but he finally obeyed his arrangement: “Brothers, when I find them, I will come to you right away.”

"Tell them." Xu Xingzhi said, "...there is no love for the war, just find a place to hide, don't want to show up. The blood is still surviving, the heart is still hot, follow me."

After a short period of time, Tianchuan became a sea of ​​fireworks, and the sky was full of snow and fire, like a frost.

A confusing disciple squatted between the main halls, facing the nine lights in the upper position, his face pale and white: "Mountain Lord, Zhou, Zhou Beinan... He is crazy..."

After a long time, I couldn't wait for the response of the nine lights. The disciple looked up and looked at it, but saw that the nine lights were soft and soft, like being in a daze, and feeling like nostalgia.

"...mountain master?"

"It’s not Zhou Beinan." Jiuzhi’s eyes flashed a faint glow, “...is him.”

The author has something to say:

Brother: Meng Xin shivered and slipped away.

Demon disciple: Hey.