MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 81 Dan Xin 19th 3

Su was dragged out of the sword, Wei Wuzhen used **** to open the sword, and smiled: "What? Don't forget, you are now lost, so threatening me useful ?"

Su is holding a sword, and the thorn is not, and the receipt is not. A bite of teeth, spit out a blood, and finally broke the forbidden spells, but a mouth, the sound is hoarse as old as forty years old: "You turn over and over for me, what is the insinuation!"

Wei Wuwei said: "Is this in the innuendo? Then I will make it clear. You lose your spiritual power, you must have done the same thing. What happened? Kill the dead. When you kill the corpse, this Fuling Su Zong's Su Zongzhu, along with you. He pretends to be the enchanted retreat. In fact, he has unknowingly changed part of the war song into another melody. You are fighting blood, and he On the surface, fight with you, but secretly but under the hand..."

Su is involved: "Blood with blood!"

Wei Wuwei said: "There are a lot of pianos in the field of Gusu Lanshi? When you went up the mountain, was there a mistake in the battle of Fuling Su Shi?"

The blues who sat in the temple thought about it for a while, one person said: "There was a fierce battle at the time... I didn't really have the energy to pay attention to whether the bombs were accurate."

It was said that Su was slightly stunned. Lan Qiren suddenly said: "There are a few things wrong."

Someone else suspected: "There is such a sinister song in the world. If you listen, you can lose your spiritual power?!"

Wei Wuwei said: "Why didn't you? The sound of the piano can retreat, why can't you call the evil? There is a collection of Dongpu secret songs, called "Chaotic copying", which is copied into the evil songs of the land of Dongpu, even the killing secrets. Yes, it is impossible for people to lose their spiritual power for the time being, why is it impossible? The predecessor of Lan Qiren is here. You ask him, is there a book in the library of Gu Sulan's collection of books, and in the room?"

After setting the god, Su said with sneer: "Even if there is such a song, when I was studying in Gusulan, the grade was not enough to enter the room. I couldn’t see it. Later, I did not step into the cloud. This book is even more unheard of! It is you, so familiar with this "chaos", and intimate with the light, is it more likely than me to contact this book?"

Wei Wuxiao smiled and said: "I haven't played any songs in front of so many people. Who said that you must enter the room? Can your master be free to go in and out? The trick of changing the score is probably him too. Teach you."

Those who can be free and easy to move in and out of the cloud, the master of Su, do not have to say anything, everyone knows, only the Confucius!

Su Shidao said: "Jokes! What is the purpose of letting Fang Zun make me do this? He is already the leader of the 100 masters, and he does not need to fight for power, so that so many people come to die, what good is he?"

Wei Wuwei said: "If it is really not good, he will not let you double up as a sneaky misty person to grab the body of the red front and the savage tiger." Your master played It’s a good idea to arrest all the children and bring so many people to the funeral post. After the arrest of the oriole, he himself is not hurting to avoid the suspicion, and you should be outside with you. Force, a man with a sinister tiger to manipulate the murderer around the mountain. Finally, thousands of people were completely annihilated in my territory, saying that it was not my hand, no one believed it right? You are not afraid to hit me, anyway, Wei Wuzhen is notorious The new hatreds and old hate are all rising together, and no one listens to me to argue. It may lead me to kill the killing and kill them, and save you from doing it!"

Suddenly, Su is strong and calm, and said: "The word of one side."

Wei Wuzhen looked at him and continued: "You are born in Gusulan, who is a foreigner, and built his own family by plagiarism and imitating the secrets of this family. You know that many people in Gusulan are with you and Fuling Su. You are full of disdain, so you use this disdain. Although the evil song can harm people, but there is also a requirement for the spiritual power of the performer. You are alone, of course, there is no way to play the power of letting nearly a thousand people lose their spiritual power, so you Brought all the piano repairs of Fuling Su Shi, let them play with you! Only the Gusu Lanshi may be wrong in the presence, but they do not bother to pay attention to you, even if you noticed that you played the wrong war, only I thought that you didn't learn well, and you taught the students wrong.

"Since you have vowed to say that this is a side of the word, then you dare not be in front of me, and play the war of the resurrection on the way to the mountain before the Fuling Su Shi. You don't listen to Lan Zhan, I will listen." Anyway, I don’t need spiritual power to repair ghosts. It doesn’t matter if I don’t.”

Lan Qiren stood here listening. If Su’s current bombing is different from the one just now, it will be picked up immediately!

In the Temple of the Devil, everyone was quietly getting farther and farther away from the people of Fuling, and they unconsciously vacated a large open space and isolated them in the middle. Wei Wuzhen said: "I don't want to play? Good, it doesn't matter. You might as well look at it. What is this?"

He took two yellowed papers from his arms and shook them. It only made people faintly see the music scores on the above: "Do you think that we really did not return in Jinlintai before? After the bronze mirror In the secret room, Jin Guangyao’s two pieces of debris that had been torn from the chaos have been found by us. Just look at the blue-year-old’s predecessors and let him identify whether there is any in the game. The melody, the truth is clear."

Su is sneer and laughs: "You lied. How do I know if this is a random score that you use to smear?"

Wei Wuwei said: "Don't I still have two pieces of music on my body ready to take it out at any time? Anyway, it is not a lie, and Lan Kairen's predecessors will know at a glance."

Su was originally suspected of swindling, but seeing Wei Wu's face full of smirk, tone of voice, Lan Qiren took over the past, seeing his brow wrinkled, his heart tightened, said: "Blue predecessors, beware of fraud!" Go and win the two sheets of paper.

At this time, the ice blue sword light from the dust hit him.

Su is involved in the waist and the sword is blocked, and he is angry: "Despicable!"

After blocking it, he suddenly reacted and was fooled!

Su Pei's sabre, named "Difficult to flat", at this moment and the dust-proof strike, above the silver sword, is flowing with a dark red sword light - distinct spiritual power!

Wei Wuzhen suddenly folded the two sheets of paper and regained his income. He was surprised: "I am not mistaken? You actually have spiritual powers! Congratulations. But dare to ask if you are not plotting, why are you? To hide the fact that you have not lost your spiritual power?"

These two pieces of paper are naturally not the smashing pages of the "chaos" copied from Jinlintai, but the eccentric melody played by Jin Guangyao, which was handwritten by the blue forgetting machine in the room.

At that time, the Blue Forgot Machine left a copy to the blue 曦臣, and Wei Wuzhen took the two copies of him and the Blue Forgot machine and took it with him. Just to take out the lie, let Su suspected of anxiety. Coupled with his deliberate speech and ridicule, he repeatedly stimulated Su, and it really made him feel upset. In the end, there is no need for Wei Wushen's words to remind, Blue forgets the machine to make a sudden test, and Su will leak the bottom.

Originally, it was also possible to directly deal with Su, and forced him to self-defense to expose the fact that spiritual power has not been lost. But if you don't step by step, you will find yourself in the footsteps, and then tell the others in the future. The effect is probably not so good.

Su was involved in the moment and was found out. He and the blue forgot to take apart a few tricks. He felt that he was struggling. He just wanted to free up his personal qualities. Wei Wuzhen immediately saw his intentions and said: "Beware! He wants to catch The meat shield!"

Everyone has dodged. In fact, it doesn't have to be, because the blue forgetting maneuver starts with the same thing as Wei Wuzhen, and it is hard to step by step. Without leaving room, Su Shi has to deal with it all the time to not fall behind. He squatted back to the steps, looked down and saw a red curse at his feet.

Blue forgets the look of the machine, Wei Wuxi said: "It's bad! He wants to destroy this just-filled array!"

Sure enough, Su was biting his tongue and containing a bite of blood, spraying it on the ground. The dense bloodstains covered the bleak red marks. Blue forgot to take care of the fight with him, his left hand on the dust-proof front, trying to redraw. Su was involved in a spell and found a spell, fell to the ground, a burst of blue flames and smoke.

Transfer character! The misty face that appeared many times, it really is Su!

Wei Wuzhen went to the blue forgetting machine and said: "How?"

Blue forgot to use the **** fingers to paint on the ground for a while, shaking his head. The new blood has completely covered the original curse and can't make up.

Wei Wuzhen took his hand and wiped the blood and ash from his sleeve. He said, "Don't paint if you don't use it."

The formation will be broken and crumbling. The group of students from Fuling Su Shi looked stunned. It seems that Su Shi did not tell them that they were playing the wrong songs, nor did they tell them how to avoid losing their spiritual power. That is to say, in the original plan, the students of this group of Fuling Su Shi, like everyone else, are going to die. They are afraid of the resentment of others, and they are asked to report recurrence and squash. However, there is already a fear in the Temple of the Devil, and few people have taken revenge on them. Several family owners seized their son and shouted: "When the group of corpses rush in, you protect yourself, find a way to escape, live in any case! Do you know?!"

Jin Ling listened for a while, but at the bottom of his heart, he also looked forward to saying that he said this sentence. After waiting for a long time, he did not see him. He couldn’t help but scream at him.

Jiang Cheng finally turned his eyes back, and the haze was scattered, but he frowned. "What happened to your eyes?"

... Jin Ling is quite unhappy: "Nothing!"

Wei Wuzhen was negotiating on the side of the whisper and blue forgetting the machine, while tearing off the clean sleeves at one end to clean up the blue wounded machine to wrap the wound on the hand. The two seemed to say something. When they nodded, they suddenly rushed out of the figure and smashed their swords. The two fluttered and flickered, Wei Wuyi looked at it and said: "How is it?"

It was the middle-aged man who lost a leg for a night in the city. His eyes are red and bloody, holding the kendo: "Wei Wuwei, you just said, I don't believe a word!"

Wei Wuwei said: "When things are revealed, Su Shi has brightened his sword and fled. What else do you believe?"

The middle-aged man is again a sword, and he said: "I don't believe it! As long as you said it, I don't believe it!"

Hatred can blind a person's eyes, so that he will never admit anything that is good for his enemies.

Blue forgot to look at the cloth wrapped in half of his hand, not yet knotted, the right hand pointed to a bomb, a sound of the stone, free to open the man's reckless sword front.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, and a young boy came out from the crowd. It was the young monk who died of his parents. He stared at Wei Wuzhen and hated: "Wei Wuwei, don't think... you... The **** debts in your hands, we will eventually be reconciled!"

Wei Wuzhen gave the blue forget the machine and finished the knot, saying: "Re:?"

He turned and said: "Yes. I have **** debts in my hands. However, as early as thirteen years ago, have you already already met once?"

He said: "What else do you want to ask? It is nothing more than asking me to end up miserable, to avoid the hatred of my heart. Is there any dissatisfaction with me?

"You have no legs, I have broken a corpse, and I have no corpse; you lost your parents, and I have been ruined by my family. I was expelled from my family. I was a dog of mourning. I didn't see one of my parents' ashes."

Jiang Cheng sat in the crowd and heard the words. The five fingers on the shoulders of Jin Ling gradually grasped.

Wei Wuzhen continued: "I still hate Wen's embers? But Wen's embers have not been left. Most of them died on the battlefield of the shooting of the sun, and a small part died in a detention area that you gave them. .

"The last fifty or so old and weak soldiers, all died here, right in this land under your feet. I will die in your hands."

He said: "Let's say. You still think about me?"

Blue forgets to stare at the knot in his hand, and finally, finally put down his sleeve and cover it.

In the temple of the sorcerer, I was dead for a while.

The corpse outside the temple had already poured into the door and was stopped by Wenning. But another wave soon broke into the side and could not be supported for a long time.

The enemy is in front of him but unable to kill, and the roar of this group of inhuman objects evokes the inner fear. The middle-aged man desperately said: "...the whole mass grave has been murdered. Surrounded... Today is dying! This hatred..."

Wei Wuzhen said: "Who said that today is going to die?"

As he said this, he took off his black robe. I don't know what this person wants to do, and everyone looks at him with horror.

Under the black clothes is a white shirt, the blue forgot to pull out the sword, and Wei Wushun took a stroke on the dust-proof blade, bowed his head and painted dozens of blood-red marks on his body.

The red-red curse, the more you paint, the more people in the hall are holding their breath.

They all recognize this pattern, but they are unbelievable or hard to admit.

Adding the last stroke, Wei Wuqi looked up and finished the whole collar.

The one that wears on him is no longer a white dress. It is a symbol of attracting all the wicked and enchanting things to one person.