133 The glad of the wrath
Tianque supported Xing Xing and did not lie down, and his right hand, which was gripped too hard, was bruised, and his fingers were deeply inserted into the soft soil.
The happy eyes never left the golden corpse not far from the opposite, the whites of the eyes were densely covered with dense bloodshots, and the eyeballs bulged outward, eager to pop out of the eye sockets.
There were many people standing in the compound of the Jinchengwei headquarters, witnessing a scene that had not appeared for many years.
The two tall bodies that followed Old Man Mo stood silently in the courtyard, people coming and going, even if someone raised their eyes, they wouldn't care too much about these two quiet and somewhat excessive bodies.
Everyone is not surprised.
Until a bright sword light jumped out of the window in the side building, heading straight for one of the bodies!
Happy sent the slightly weak Qin Qianyu back to the Qin family's private house, and went straight to the headquarters after declining the other party's banquet.
I haven't been in Jincheng for the past two days, and my happy right eyelid has been jumping for a while, and this abnormality has not appeared for a long time since I followed Lao Dingtou's practice.
Happy faintly felt that something was wrong, the force under his feet increased again and again, and the black car ran wildly on the road like a rocket.
After jumping out of the car, she ran to Zhuang Yan's office like a happy wind, Zhuang Yan took a deep breath, and led a slightly anxious happiness to the side building on the right hand side of the building.
Zhuang Yan stopped when she came to the door, as if she knew Xingxing's next reaction, and did not follow into the house.
Pushing the door in, Mo Youwei sat on the edge of Xie Yi's bed with his bare head and Ao Zhunzheng left and right.
The room was large, and to Ao Zhun's right hand was a small piece of space where he had applied the Clever Breath Masking.
In happy eyes, Xie Yi and Zhao Hai lay side by side, and the temperature in the room was a little lower than outside.
Happy to slowly approach the two brothers in the somewhat cold air.
The same face is bloodless.
The same breath is faint.
"Who did that?" Gao Xing didn't seem to see the two elders in front of him at all, his eyes looked at the middle of the two beds in a daze, and he asked.
"Uh..." Mo Youwei was a little weak-hearted, and kept looking at Ao Zhun who kept bowing his head and continuing to check Xie Yi's body.
Ao Zhun ignored him at all, with his back to the happy face with a hint of an unfathomable smile, and the movements of his hands did not pause.
Old Man Mo's somewhat embarrassed look fell on Happy Eyes, Happy Head turned to him, and his voice seemed to be as ugly as squeezing out of his throat, "Mr. Mo, tell who did this." ”
Old man Mo was clever out of thin air, and looked at the boy opposite with an incredulous expression.
His face was so cold that he seemed to be able to drip water.
"That...... Xie boy, this was the case when we found him, and after a cursory examination, we found that the organs in his body had traces of being burned by toxin energy, as for the little long worm...... Oh no, call the sea, it's ......"
Another sharp gaze struck, and Old Man Mo immediately corrected, "Yes...... The golden corpse was momentarily missed. ”
Mo Youwei's duck-like voice basically confirmed the happy speculation.
A nameless fire ignited from the bottom of his heart, and as soon as it appeared, it raged uncontrollably in Happy Pleasure's body.
The bottom of the heart lake, which has always remained calm and waveless, seems to be filled with a firewood.
Grunt.
A tiny bubble rises and finally bursts on the surface of the heart lake.
The rising flame crest continued to explode sparks, scorching the delicate and delicate organs of happiness.
Grunt.
Every time a bubble pops, happy fingers snap straight from their clenched fists.
More and more bubbles kept appearing, and the happy body developed an abnormal trembling.
At first, it was just a physical trembling.
Then there are the expressions.
The tiny force of each bubble drives the muscles on the face to make all kinds of hideous changes.
Then, Yan Ling's eyelids gradually opened, and the prayer chakra that was slowly moving in his mind trembled slightly.
Not a good sign!
Above the Happy Heart Lake, the bubbles rose denser and more frequently, and a thin layer of water mist gradually formed on the Heart Lake.
As soon as the scriptural energy was mobilized, he found that his spiritual consciousness with joy was separated by a mist of water, which seemed to be weak, but the energy of the scriptures could not penetrate.
I'm glad I feel like I've entered a state I've never been in before.
He felt as if he was in a steamer, and the rising mist seemed to have a spiritual mind, and as soon as it appeared, it slowly drifted in the direction of his brain, and everywhere he passed, it would be contaminated with mist.
Boom!
The nameless fire has finally ignited the heart lake!
A dull explosion made a huge splash on the surface of Heartlake.
When the water was rising, the happy spiritual consciousness was shocked, and thousands of double shadows still appeared in his eyes.
Yan Ling's body was shocked by this explosion.
The spirit sword Tianwu took the initiative to protect the master, and felt the abnormality of happiness manifest for the first time, and as soon as the tip of the sword appeared, it pointed directly at Mo Youwei, who was facing happiness.
A chill flashed on the golden sword's body.
happily shook his head, and Mo Youwei in his sight changed from a row to eight, eight to four, and four to two.
Before his vision could fully recover, he raised his left arm sharply, and jumped out of the window on the second floor with a twist of the hilt of his sword.
Tian Que stabbed at the golden corpse with an indomitable momentum, and the distance of dozens of meters was in the blink of an eye.
The golden corpse didn't get the command and didn't react, and as soon as the tip of the Tianqi sword touched the golden corpse's body, it pushed it backwards.
"This kid is so murderous! ”
Ao Zhun straightened up and turned around to look in the direction where Xing Xing ran out, and said slowly.
What bad luck......
Mo Youwei took a sip, and the movements on his fingers stagnated slightly, and then gave up the follow-up movements.
The golden corpse that had been hanging its head slowly raised its head, not paying any attention to the spirit sword that was in his heart.
Happy and angry, a thorn seemed to be thorned in cotton.
The chest of the golden corpse was empty, and the large pit that had been blasted by Ao Zhun with a blow loomed under the clothes.
The golden corpse continued to retreat, and the friction between his feet and the ground gradually unloaded the strength carried by the spirit sword.
happily drew his sword and returned, and the scripture energy that had been affected by the mist suddenly condensed on his left arm.
The sword light suddenly appeared, and everyone who stopped in Ying's compound had to stretch out their hands to cover it.
As if he felt that his strength was not enough, as soon as his body stabilized, he turned around in place, and the spirit sword slashed at the neck of the golden corpse diagonally from above.
When the bang.
The blade of the spirit sword slashed at the golden corpse's raised left arm.
The scripture energy jumped apart at the moment of collision, and sporadically landed on the golden corpse, making a scorching sound.
The strong backlash almost made the spirit sword fall off.
Dense small cracks immediately appeared on the tiger's mouth.
Holding the hilt of the spirit sword, which is not like a physical body, the slight stinging stimulates the spiritual consciousness that is happy to be completely wrapped in the mist.
Distraught, Happy grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and at the same time exerted force with both hands, and the blade of the sword slashed diagonally along the arm raised by the golden corpse.
In the case of a simple competition of strength, happiness does not prevail.
The tall and powerful golden corpse seemed to possess endless energy, and its hard, iron-like arm rubbed violently against the blade of the sword, causing a piercing cutting sound.
The blade of the sword slashed across the surface of the golden corpse's body, and a long cut immediately appeared on the thin clothes.
Happy Happy, who had used all his strength, lost his center of gravity, leaned forward and rushed to the golden corpse in a few steps, raised his right elbow and buckled it on the golden corpse again.
The golden corpse retreated again.
There is still a short distance of a few meters from the fence of the compound.
The eyelids of the golden corpse, which had been closed, trembled violently.
Under the emergency response, the golden corpse seemed to feel enough threat.
The golden corpse's right hand appeared in front of him like lightning against the elbow that was coming from him, and the golden corpse, who took a few steps back, stomped on the ground with his right foot, stopping the retreating figure.
The slightly stiff golden corpse paused for a moment again, and then suddenly exerted force, happily withdrawing and retreating.
"Give him some spice and it's fun. ”
Mo Youwei and Ao Zhun stood by the window, Mo Youwei said with his hands behind his back, quite idlely.
The body of the golden corpse, which had been on the defensive, suddenly activated, and rushed towards the retreating pleasure.
The clenched fists seemed to clench a hint of non-existent breath.
A heavy punch slammed into the retreating happy face.
The golden corpse's agility and agility at this time caught him off guard, and then with the strength of his body retreating, the spirit sword in his left hand was raised, and the tip of the sword drew a circular arc in front of him.
Bang.
The tip of the sword slashed into his fist, and he was glad that his body could not be stabilized, and he was smashed out by the golden corpse with a huge punch.