MTL - Ostentatious Zhao Yao-Chapter 4

"The door owner has never been able to kill people indiscriminately..."

"He is not at all, but he is good at banned people, not to mention causality, kill."

"Yes...Yes, keep your mind..."

"When you have done this, you will be punished by the disciplinary court."

He is now a prestige, my heart screamed, turned my neck, pinched my knuckles, "squeaked" a few times, and opened the bones and activities.

I am staring at me behind me: "What are you doing? You are not saying that I answered your question, will you give me back the body?" She was a little panicked, maybe thinking about the broken things I did during my lifetime. Things, "You, are you going to quit?"

I just stared at the road at the end of the rain curtain and listened to the footsteps: "You didn't ask, who buried me?" I said, "Let's see for yourself."

My voice fell, and Mo Qing was wearing a black robe, and it appeared in sight.

"Yes... is the master of Wanshou... Lichen."

Oh, it turned out that he was called Lichen, I laughed, the son of the old devil, it should be surnamed Li. When he first met, he refused to say his name. He was too tired to think about him. Now I want to come. I was really cheated from the beginning.

"Little girl." I called, "You said earlier, you want to go to Wanhaomen."

Look at me slyly: "Yes...Yes."

"I have a simple way." I turned to look at her, squinting at the corner of my mouth and laughing. "I built the rules of Wanmen, and whoever has the ability to kill me, who is qualified to be the next doorkeeper." I wonder, you have to take revenge, it’s not very interesting to be a small fan. It’s not as good as...” I smiled and revealed my teeth. “I will send you one step to the sky. What do you mean?”

"What is it... stepping into the sky?"

That is, let you go to be the master.

I answered her in my heart, and the light was cold, my wrists turned, and the white water Jianxin sword on the ground was sucked into the palm of my hand. I wiped the blade, removed the water and mud, and stared at the pouring rain. Ink. New hatred and old hate rushed to my heart. I borrowed my strength and got up. The sword swayed, and the sword was like a rainbow, killing the black robes.

"Protect the doorkeeper!" The disciples shouted behind, and the voice did not arrive. My sword was first cut on Mo Qing.

Just listening to the sound of "咣", like a lightning bolt on the ground, rubbing out the sound of thunder, I smirked in the fuzzy rain curtain. In my body, the internal interest is not enough, and the strength is not enough, but Rao is a well-rooted body, let me play, I also...

I also...

It seems that the play is not very good.

After the brilliance of Jianqi disappeared, Mo Qing was still standing in the rain curtain. He held his hand and stood up. I only remember the sword, let alone hurt him, even cut a slit in his robes...have not cut it out. However, it was only because of the sword, but he succeeded in letting him notice me.

I can't see that it is very specific to his expression, but it is so obvious that this person is completely different from standing in front of my grave. He is like a star in the cold, murderous, and the clown that I know seems to be not the same person at all.

I was a little lost, but in this moment of disappointment, Mo Qing suddenly moved.

Without a little precaution, he just fell into my body like this, and I only had time to see the gold seal in his palm flashing past.

Kill the trick! In the middle, it will die!

This thought flashed through my mind. I was in a hurry and took the sword with a white water. The sound of "啵" sounded like a drop of water falling into the heart of the lake, but I was pushed by this force. Going out, breaking the rain curtain, flying far away, only fell to the ground, the bones like a dung ball, wrapped in a mud, and finally hit a stone, barely stopped.

I "wow" and spit out my blood. Throwing the sword that has been broken in his hand, the wolf is on the ground, spit for a long time, and has not breathed.

This clown is blame, now... play, huh, oh, it’s slippery.

"Ah!" But it was much more than my heartbreaking, but it was the sorrow in front of my monument. "I am going to die!" She panicked, like an ant on the pot, surrounded me. The monument goes straight, "My body, my body! It's going to die!"

I coughed and spit out the blood in my throat: "I can't die." I said this in a hoarse voice. I looked up and saw the face of Mo Qing, who had already flashed and fell to me.

The ink marks on his face have disappeared for a long time, but at this time his face looks more horrible than the previous ink marks.

I know that between me and Mo Qing, there is a gap of 10,000 Liu Yuling, but since it has provoked him, it is only for the present...

Put it.

"Young man is on!" I yelled, "Little girl, go down the wind!"

Hey yelled over there: "Dead is dead, you are a million-dozens, never leave alive, and the devil is so hot, you must die, I must die, I am finished, I can’t take revenge for me. Up..."

She was squatting over there, except for me, even if she couldn’t even hear it. I also know that the people of Wanhaomen will send it if they recognize each other. Then we will not be the first big gang to repair the magic road.

So my thief looked up and stunned Mo Qing, and tried to figure out his mind, and then randomly changed.

I didn't expect that I looked up and saw some smoky blues. He looked at me, but it was like looking at something else through me.

Anyway, I don't understand the confused eyes of your young people. I just use it to understand that he doesn't want to kill me now.

Well, I think there is a play.

Leaving awkward body, the chance of revenge is still too much. So I firmly believe that I don't relax, completely changed the strategy of sending a step to the sky, I intend to take a wonderful curve to save the country.

"Young man! Ah, no, that... Limen! Little girl road..." I stopped and coughed, "Road."

The soul of the cockroach finally struggled to float from the front of the monument. She complained how slow the ghost walks and said to me: "I don't surname the road!"

Who cares about your surname, usually his name is too fluent, almost said to leak, I can hold it by the mouth is very good, okay. I don't care about her, and I am self-contained: "My father was harmed by the heart of the door, and I was nowhere to go. I was bent on relying on Wan Haomen, but I didn't want to be coerced by the disciples in front of the mountain gate. Here, the forbidden land, it is unintentional, but also the main door of the sea culvert."

I admit that I lost my service and I am sincere. He glared at me next to me: "The road is swaying... the devil's head... you... it's such a devil"

Hey, little girl, not sensible, can stretch and become the first criterion to become the devil. I couldn't help it, and I sneaked a glimpse of it. However, at this moment of squinting, Mo Qing said: "One heart is to rely on?" He stepped on the previous step and stepped on the broken white water Jianxin sword. "The sword stroke made it good."

His language is ironic, reminding me of the fact that I just confronted him with a sword.

When I turned my eyes, I smiled and said: "I saw that the door owner was too excited, and I wanted to discuss it with you. I didn't care about it. It wasn't that I blew it. With my skill, nowadays, in addition to the doorkeeper, I think privately. No one can accept me as a disciple."

I looked up, with a mouthful of blood, covered in mud, stupid but looking at him sincerely: "The doorkeeper, I want to worship you as a teacher!"

Mo Qing looked down at me, and the light was condensed and he did not say a word. The long-awaited look appeared again in his eyes.

I still don't understand, I can only let the rain fall into a line between me and him, weaving my hair and face over and over again.

Finally, his figure is slightly moving, this body is life and death, completely suspended between him...

"Oh! I want to worship the doorkeeper as a teacher! You are the running dog of this fairy door, want to get beautiful!" The guards behind him inserted a word, and my eyes turned, remembering the face of this small nose. After he finished speaking, his footsteps did not stop. After passing through the ink, he would pick up the knife and cut me.

Oh, I dare to walk in front of the door, not sensible! At first glance, you can't mix high in the door.

I was abandoning it in my heart. Sure enough, his big knife had not been lifted to the highest, and the whole person was hit by an invisible force, and his buttock fell into the mud. Mo Qing side of the eyelids, cold eyes: "Who gives you the courage?"

"Door... the door master." The nose fell and the pain did not dare to scream, and immediately smashed on the ground. "The door is not to say ... arbitrarily banned the land, do not talk about causality, kill ...?" Trembling, the tone is a bit pitiful.

I testified that Mo Qingfang did say this.

However, leadership! What is leadership! The leader is, when you say one, you have to say one. When the leader says that it is not one, even if he just said one before, you can't remind the leader that he just said one. Because this will make the leadership very stupid, so that the leadership especially has no face.

After all, I was also a leader. I can understand that Mo Qing is now a doorkeeper and encounters a kind of stupid mood.

So I played the round game in good faith: "I am not arrogant! I am forced to swear, can't kill me." I turned my head and pointed at the Liu Yuling Road that was stunned by me over there: "Kill He is his fault."

"No!"

I called it out next to me.

But except that I didn't hear a ghost, even if I got the Wan Jian sword, I made such a powerful ink.

I glanced at it and didn't plan to care for her. This pot does not let Liu Yuling back, no one is back, I am not stupid, of course, priority to keep the body of the scorpion, Liu Yuling does not die, and I have nothing to do with.

I turned back and looked at Mo Qing, waiting for him to make a decision.

In the end, Mo Qing finally turned and left, leaving only one sentence: "The Yue Yuefeng, let people arrange accommodation."

This is to agree to let me stay, but I can't accept my apprentice, but I don't know if I kill Liu Yanling. Just before he left, when he passed my tombstone, his footsteps were slightly stunned, his fingers moved a little, and a glimmer of golden light condensed on my grave, like a big umbrella, blocking the pouring down. heavy rain.

I have a look at my eyebrows.

What is his meaning? Give alms to you?

I didn't have the chance to ask, and I couldn't ask, the figure of Mo Qing was completely hidden in the rain.