At the same time, he opened his eyes and saw that the immovable symbol had been punctured, and then his arm was gone.

The loss of color is a feeling of joy, frustration, trembling, hopelessness, and may come back again.

Then pain was felt in the blood, and the twisted face began to howl.

Yan Rou's face turned pale, and she subconsciously took a step back.

Hou Yong took a cold shower all over his body, but he still looked like a quilt. He didn't dare to move.

It's horrible!

Shen Wei's powerful opponent, no one moved, and there was no way to escape. At this moment, they clearly felt that the clouds were enveloping them and that death was imminent.

At this time the blood cried out, and he liked it very much.

The eight-star killer turned around, and the Golden Mask looked as cold as the student.

His eyes were directly locked or Lin Hao, and he said: "This seat can feel that you are not afraid, but I must say that the emperor does not understand where you are getting angry." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tied it around the back of Shen Wei's neck.

As if he had a ghost idea, his hands were smoothly tied, and he smiled slightly, "Can you tell me why this seat is?"

Lin Hao didn't say a word.

It was Shen Wei's dead soul that contracted a severe cold, beat it with his voice, and begged bitterly: "Enjoy your life, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."

I can give you spirit stones, a lot of spirit stones. I am the grandson of the Elder of the Purple Cloud Sect. The elder of the Purple Cloud Sect is my grandfather. As long as you let me go, no matter what the conditions, I can't promise you...

Shen Wei died.

I'd rather die in the hands of Lin Hao than die in the temple.

After all, the eight-star killer in the temple was thrown by his own corpse, while Lin Hao was thrown by the baby who won the first prize.

The body still has a chance to be sewn, but the first child has no chance of being sewn at all.

Maybe I couldn't guess that Lin Hao would start suddenly. The eight-star killer was a little frustrated.

The stern and thick and vicious face is particularly complex.

After a brief silence, the eight-star killer smiled and said, "Yes, it's hot. I heard your name is Lin Zixiao?"

Lin Hao nodded: "Is there any problem?"

The eight-star killer smiled: "No problem, I just want to ask where these two golden-winged birds have gone!"

They all seem to be smart people. They knew that Lin Hao had brought two Golden-winged birds.

Lin Hao said silently: "He is not a real purple sky, he does not have a golden-winged bird." ”

He said it boldly and suddenly.

Lin Hao looked at him curiously. How do you know if you've ever seen the real Lin Zixiao?"

"I, I haven't seen it yet, but I know you certainly haven't. Yan Rou blushed, and now she was fully supporting her.

The eight-star killers all laughed and joked, "Since I haven't seen you, how do you know it's not?"

Yan Rouzhen has a character: "Because he doesn't have a golden-winged bird, he's not." ”

It makes sense.

Looking at his appearance, Lin Hao almost wrote these words.

The eight-star killer pondered for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Yes, without the Golden Winged Bird, it is impossible to become a real Lin Zixiao."

It's so hot, you've never been born with a bath!"

The sound stopped, and there was a sudden silence.

There was no sound at all. At this moment, people are being killed everywhere.

Yan Rou's heart was a little fast, smelling pungent blood.

Suddenly, there was cold air everywhere. Murderers who used to be hiding have appeared. He knew it would be difficult for them to escape this time.

Oddly enough, he doesn't seem to be afraid.

At this time, Lin Hao said calmly: "Retreat, no matter where you go tonight, the purpose has already arrived." Now retreating is the best option. ”

The words fell, lift your feet, step on them, it seems that you don't like this action, it seems that there is no movement coming out, that is the "buzz", the explosion, the blood of a dozen murderers in the ancient shadows, blown away.

Yan was terrified.

The most recent explosion was behind him, just three feet away, meaning that without that moment, he could have become a bad guy at any moment.

Be quiet!

The sudden change made the scene and Mori a lot colder. The killers in the temple finally have fear.

The eight-star killer just slept for a long time, watched for a long time, and then said, "Yes, it's a little hard." No wonder he dared to call himself Lin Zixiao. ”

"You call yourself Lin Zixiao?" Lin Hao smiled and shook his head. They're fine. On one side of the temple, we didn't know each other and didn't know each other's tasks.

If you're here, you should know that in the hunt for Lin Zixiao, eight celebrity killers will die.

There is a faint disapproval between the two words.

In fact, he knew very well about the organization that killed the temple. Speaking of him, he used to be one of them. He got a lot out of this podium.

Later, he found that he was not too happy. He scolded and dig. Many were sent to kill the temple. He also killed many people in the temple.

The eight-star killer frowned, closed his eyes and said, "You seem to know the Temple of Killing very well?"

Lin Hao smiled: "Generally speaking, I used to know a lot, but I forgot a lot. ”

He didn't want to say more, he said, "Go away, and while you still have something to do, go quickly, or you'll be late." ”

If you don't go, there's a good chance something bad will happen.

The eight-star killer chuckled softly, "Are you threatening this seat?"

Lin Hao shook his head: "There is no threat, this is a suggestion." ”

The eight-star killer said calmly: "But in this seat, this is a threat, I have never killed those who threaten the temple, no one dares to threaten me to kill the temple." ”

"Don't you want to go?" Lin Hao asked.

Suddenly, the murderer disappeared, and so did his breathing.

Yan Rou jumped to her heart and subconsciously said, "Be careful......"

It's still a bit late!

The idea of killing this temple is unpredictable, and it doesn't give people a chance to respond unless it doesn't move.

But there are not many problems.

Lin Hao didn't move at all, and he didn't even take the initiative to defend himself, just the bodyguard of the dragon's blood, rushing out in all directions in an instant.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

A dark spiritual dagger fell, and their master died. He crashed into the protective shield formed by the dragon's bloody death. Mr. Hard Born will bump into himself.

Be quiet!

It's too quiet here to kill all the murderers inside.

Killing the temple can bring the fear of tigers to the monks in the realm of truth, otherwise there are extraordinary means, and killing ghosts is one of them.

The idea of killing ghosts, as the name suggests, is to hide with a shadow and then riot or riot.

Is this a strange thing? The secret methods of our assassination are too secretive for the outside monks to know.

But unfortunately, Lin Hao is one of the few people who knows this.

Not only that, but he knew that the greatest pain of the idea of killing a ghost was not to move when it came out, let alone to rob it. If no one kills, he will turn himself in.

The eight-star killer only knows how to attract people's attention and then comes up with the idea of killing ghosts.

It was believed that this would certainly succeed, and he believed that even a monk who had once run for his life would be killed by a single blow.

Unfortunately, he died before he left school. Before he could start, his shadow stiffened.

When I heard about Lin Hao's weakness in killing ghosts, I was shocked by the face of the eight-star killer. I didn't dare to say, "Who the hell are you? How do you know so much?"

"Who is Bendy?" Lin Hao smiled slightly. Say, Bendillin Zixiao, but you never believed it. ”

(End of chapter)