Text Chapter 64 Exploded

There was no sound, and the monk, who had wanted to interject a few words of surprise and curiosity, did not even hum in a low voice.

Ni Suanqiu didn't dare to come out, he also knew that there were big demon beasts crossing in the depths of the wilderness, and many low-level demon beasts would take the initiative to avoid it, not to mention that it was a scream, even a sneeze would lead to killing.

But looking curious and unable to ask, there is also the kind of discomfort that can not be said if there is something to say, Ni Suanqiu wanted to ask softly, and the shopkeeper Tang also stood and looked down with Ni Suanqiu.

It gives people the feeling that it is not that they are looking down, but that the monks below seem to have countless eyes, which are deeply attracted to them.

Not only is it attracted, but it seems that the monk can also emit countless powerful rays of light to shine back, and silence is better than sound at this time.

Inexplicably read for a long time, the light of the ancient oil lamp flickered and became brighter, and the lamp of the two ice and fire sisters next door began to gradually sway and dim as if it had been absorbed by the light.

But there is one person who is not so sad and worried, and that is Ni Suanqiu. He applauded the pretty little sister who had just grabbed his clothes and had to rely on him for holding her sister's awl-faced face.

Isn't it just a lamp? If you don't have it, you can buy another one, or find a night pearl, or find a candle top, if you really don't have it, I still have one here.

Don't get me wrong, this is a real candle, this candle is not another candle, people are good children who grew up cooking seriously, and it is understandable to occasionally sit on the side of the road and look at beautiful women or something.

Without further ado, seeing that this ancient oil lamp was about to be extinguished, the city lord just followed the pretending to bow his head and chant like an idiot.

Ni Suanqiu thought to himself, this person is chanting, will you? You are not indiscriminate! But even if you are indiscriminate, I can't do anything with you, you are not the city lord.

The city lord bowed his head sincerely, this is almost half a pillar of incense time, this is so old, don't bow your head for a while and have a cerebral hemorrhage stroke It's not good, even the cold Elder Li Tianhe Li who didn't want to be on the side is about to go crazy, he wants to say it but doesn't dare to say it, this auction conference is going to auction the head of the city master.

At the same time, the two Ice and Fire Sisters next door are not without action, but they can't act. The two of them were standing in front of the mist prohibition like the window glass, looking at their own ancient oil lamps below that were about to explode, it was really a burst, not the kind of explosion that was taken away, and they were even more uncomfortable than the sister who was facing him with Ni Suanqiu before, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

The pretty little beauty with an awl face wants to jump down and beat these monks in Tsing Yi hard, her character, saying that the beating is still light, and the heart to pee on their bald heads is about to have.

What kind of men and women are shameful, the treasure of the family is about to be gone, and it is also an extremely rare ancient treasure in all continents, you can get it everywhere you go, where to find such a treasure!

It's much easier to use than the ID card in everyone's hand, at least, people are in the VIP green channel.

And the ID card in your hand is at most only queuing up to go to the airport one by one, dragging heavy luggage, and it depends on whether people are willing to let you go.

Seeing that the purple incense was about to burn to the end, the original light of the cyan ancient oil lamp was almost extinguished, and the face of the pretty little sister with an awl face was blue and red for a while, like a traffic light.

I guess I wanted to scold for a long time, but ah, but, but this mouth seems to be stuck in the throat by a fish bone, or a big fish bone, holding the throat tightly, the mouth can be opened, I want to say this.

Except for the city lord, of course everyone else wants to speak, and even if they don't speak, don't they fart at all?

There are always people who don't believe in that evil, and a few monks come to turn their fate into essence and can't do it? Where did this come from, you don't need to report any sect, you can just sit anywhere and play tricks? Even if people don't want to give it, you have to take it and leave, as if there is no one here?

Isn't this obviously just borrowing fire? This borrowing fire is not the same as borrowing fire, you should be polite to smoke a cigarette and borrow a fire, maybe you can also lend a friendship, they want to take it without saying a word, what is the matter?

The monks standing behind the monk in Tsing Yi and on both sides seemed to be in the same group as the Ice and Fire sister next door, even if they were not from the same sect or had something to do with each other.

I saw a few people look at each other, and their eyes rolled, and they shot at the back of one of the monks.

Even if you can't use spells here, you can't hold back a little bit, right?

Even Ni Suanqiu's urine is about to come out, this has been waiting for you for a long time, you are beating, you can coax me if you beat.

However, at this moment, before these people could pounce within a foot of this monk, they were all bounced away, and instead of landing, they took off, like kites, like being thrown into weightless space.

Several people were suspended in mid-air.

Before, I have already said that no magic can be used here, and the ancient oil lamp can only be taken into the air by ancient or ancient things, but how can this person be suspended in the air?

In this way, the monks who still wanted to do it were even more daring, they were silent, just watching, and they didn't even dare to move.

Especially those low-level casual cultivators in the hall downstairs, almost all of them covered their mouths and protected their buttocks.

Why do you want to protect your buttocks? I'm afraid that if I fart, hehe, it's terrible to alarm them.

"Hiss. ”

The last trace of purple incense burned out, and the last wisp of green smoke floated up, and it was also sucked into the monk's ancient oil lamp, as if their ancient oil lamp had an incomparably powerful mana fluctuation, which could devour all nearby spiritual power ancient weapons.

"Bang" exploded, and the family heirloom of the volcano sister next door exploded.

That's a real burst of ignition, an explosion, an explosion, a myriad of pieces!

At the same time, the few monks who originally wanted to kill this monk were still floating in the air.

The eyes were already bulging, and they were all completely bloodshot, and they burst out, and they couldn't hold their breath, not to mention themselves, the other monks looked uncomfortable.

Just as they couldn't hold their uncomfortably breath and were about to open their mouths to spit it out, two puffs of white smoke came out of their noses, up and down, and slowly drifted into the ancient oil lamp.

With a "snap", it fell, and several monks were like skins, without any life, and only a human skin remained.

There's not even a skeleton left, it's too cruel, think about what skeleton or something will be left if you suck blood with your kitchen knife, why does this ghost monk come to suck people and suck them into slag?

"Bang bang. ”

Three explosions, very crisp, the three extremely precious afterimage beads under the original red silk cloth were shattered into powder, no need to look at it, it must be, even the brilliance is gone.

Everyone's breath froze at once.

What did this city lord do when he was young?

Ni Suanqiu thought about a stirring spirit in his heart, and cold sweat broke out again and again. If one of you accidentally comes to such a small fart, won't your little life be over? What is the most important thing for a monk, a small life? The sky and the earth are big, and the small life is the greatest.

"The secret of the remnant bead cannot be passed on again!"