Seeing that Xiaocheng was shaken, he wanted to avoid the cunning of the violinist.

As he spoke, a strange breath emanated from his body, forming a strange note that contained infinite power to confuse the warrior's mind and spirit.

"You don't have to say anything!" Xiao Cheng said nonchalantly.

Are you saying you agree to this seating agreement, this seat needs a quiet environment to heal wounds, so don't let me find it sooner?

The violinist wanted his eyes to be bright, so he hurriedly said.

He felt like his body was about to collapse, and if he didn't take it seriously, it would be too late.

But after the violinist wanted to say it, Xiao Cheng smiled contemptuously.

"Kid, are you smiling?"

The violinist's wishes are not good all the way!

Xiao Cheng jokingly said, "Do you really think I'm an idiot? Let you come and go? Are you kidding! I'm afraid you will come back and kill me for the first time after you recover?"

Xiao Chengxin made a lot of cold jokes.

This time he seriously undermined the violinist's wishes. As a violinist who wants to be a powerful demon, if she really recovers herself, will the Emperor of Heaven let it go?

And now, the violinist wants to put on cunning and forced methods to confuse the town's mind.

If it weren't for Xiaocheng's cultivation in ancient times, the spirit would be much stronger than He Jie's warriors, and I'm afraid this was really done according to the violinist's wishes.

Kojo said that he was right to want to regain his freedom in Kojo, and then he corrected this, restored Kojo to health, and killed Kojo again.

But his mind was confused, but there was not a single leak on the surface. Instead, he calmed down and said, "If you don't believe me, I swear!"

"Swearing"?

Xiao Cheng said contemptuously: "I'm sorry, even if I swear, I don't believe you." Besides, I don't care about the hexagonal monsters in each region!"

He said that Xiao Cheng and the violinist didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, just rested on their right hand, and the immortal sword was immediately cut down, and the sword swept across the sky until the violinist's wish.

"Child, you ......"

The violinist wanted to change his face drastically, he wanted to avoid it, but now he sat up to death, and even his body had a hard time moving. How could he resist Kojo's Excalibur?

Hush!

The sword slashed through the sky and strangled the violinist's body in a cloud of blood!

Good?

Xiao Cheng looked at the violinist's wish for a while. When he looked at the robes of Yin and Yang, Xiao Cheng's eyes couldn't help but feel a little help.

Because under his sword, the robes of the two Yin and Yang did not hurt the silk cutter!

Xiao Cheng looked at the robe, like a robe of yin and yang, he felt the bottom, but it was Xiao Cheng's ticket, which covered Xiao Cheng's body.

I don't think I know if it's a small town hallucination, but there's also a kind feeling in that robe, as if I've found its owner!

"Where did this robe fall?"

The town is sometimes shocked.

If there was no understanding on Xiao Cheng's face, these dull beads would complain again because they were kept in the precepts.

"Is the Yin-Yang Robe an item of the Yin-Yang Gate?"

Please, the town has an idea.

"If these yin-yang robes are really yin-yang sect things, then maybe the Buddha beads will rise before that, which makes sense!"

Xiao Cheng muttered.

When the little girl from Xianshan handed over the pearl to Xiaocheng, she once said that when she met someone from the Yin-Yang faction, the pearl would react.

Just when the violinist wanted to start playing, the beads reacted. Xiao Cheng felt that Pearl ruined the violinist's hope because of bad breath, but now it seems that he was wrong.

The reason for the appearance of the Buddha beads is that the robes of Yin and Yang are the breath of the people of the Yin and Yang Sect, and they feel the Buddha beads, so they have the answer!

"Unfortunately, if the violinist wants to die, if he knows that the Yin-Yang robe is a matter of the Yin-Yang Sect, he should ask the Yin-Yang Sect for news about the violinist!"

Xiao Cheng took a breath.

But then he calmed down again.

The Great Hope of the Xiao Qin people is the strongest of the six Great Hopes of the Devil Sect in the Eastern Region. Although we don't know that the Six Desires are the Devil's Gate, the Ba Sect, from the big view of the violinist, the Six Desires are the dominant gate of the Satanic Gate, and of course, it is the most powerful.

What if Xiao Cheng just got the news from the violinist Yin Yang Sect?

Due to the current successful version of the real Prime Minister's domain, he simply cannot travel to the eastern regions.

"Come on, if you have the strength in the future, go to the Six Desires Demon Sect to find news of the Yin and Yang Sect!"

In this way, Xiao Cheng accidentally put away the robe of Yin and Yang.

Anyway, he only promised that the people under the mountain would not die. He said that after meeting with the people of the Yin-Yang Sect that day, he helped them get rid of "Baal" three times.

Damn it!

When Xiao Cheng picked up the robe, a palm-sized mark fell from the robe.

Xiao Cheng stretched out his hand and wrapped the token in his hand.

This coat of arms is made from an unknown metal during the golden season. The front is engraved with "Six Desires", and the back is engraved with the words "Violin People Want to Be Old".

When Xiao Cheng put down the badge, his figure blinked and left.

When the violinist wanted to play Xiaocheng, he used to say that he was the most powerful demon that the six people wanted. That badge may have been a symbol of the violinist's status, and he wanted to stay behind that door. Maybe the Queen of the Sky isn't working yet.

Oh, yes.

Tianwu Holy City.

Feng Laixuan.

This is a very luxurious restaurant in the Tenmu Holy City. Anyone who can enter this restaurant is not someone with status in the old world.

At the same time, in Feng Laixuan's room, there was a middle-aged man sitting outside.

Men wear white clothes, wear long black rulers, and always have a gentle smile on their faces, just like my white-clothed scholar, giving men a wonderful feeling of getting along!

Standing in front of him was a decent young man with a soft face and an empty sleeve to his left.

If Xiao Cheng was here, he would recognize Zhao Feng, who had fallen under one of the sect's hands before.

Zhao Feng, what's wrong with what I told you?

The middle-aged man drank wine all the way, then looked at Zhao Feng and said with a smile.

In the classical Chinese, Zhao Feng's face changed a little, and then he opened his mouth and said: "Family, if the disciples can't help but believe it, the foreign celebrity disciples who fought that war successfully entered the top five, the domestic mansion. ”

So the disciple obeyed the Master's instructions and went to find a green hill to serve as his cave home. He saw the verge of success, but at that moment, he was killed by a disciple of a big domestic mansion, and he robbed the Green Summit on the way!"

Ha ha!

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Have you failed?"

A middle-aged man's voice was calm, and the smile on his face was no softer than the smile on his body, but when Zhao Feng heard this voice, he trembled all over and trembled on his knees, "Family Master, this really can't be blamed on a disciple, it means that a person's confirmation is too terrible, and a disciple is not his at all." Opponent!"

Seeing the smile on the face of the middle-aged man and Zhao Feng's head, the pressure was even lower.

Because Zhao Feng clearly knew that even the man in front of her always had a smiling face during the week, he looked gentle and never angry.

But there are also certain rules, and middle-aged people can't resist being fierce and ruthless.

The Zhao family, originally in the Heavenly Martial Holy City, was an insignificant family three times, but it could rise rapidly in just a few decades. The Wusheng family relies on a middle-aged man every day.

In order for the Zhao family to gain a foothold in the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, the middle-aged man before us killed thousands of warriors, and his hands were stained with countless blood.