Chapter Seventy-Two: Acceptance?

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The Boundary Master was startled and looked up, the darkness filling his eyes, and he looked at him from a distance, as if he could see everything in the barrier. In fact, it is true, at this moment, the eyes of the boundary setter are reflected in the three people and one dog.

It's a pity that I can't see it clearly, it's a little blurry, and the boundary setter smacks his lips and thinks so.

But even so, he could still see that the young man who was the leader was already standing in front of the array. The light became more and more brilliant, reflecting the young man more and more handsome, but unfortunately, he still couldn't see his face clearly.

Retracting his gaze, the Boundary Master's eyes returned to normal, his fists clenched suddenly, and even though it wasn't hot, a drop of sweat suddenly flowed down his forehead. His hand shook and loosened, and he opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of cold air.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it...... It's just a few little mice......"

"I have to admit that I really underestimated you......"

The Boundary Master bowed his head silently, as if he was mourning something. Dozens of seconds passed, and he raised his head, his expression had regained his confidence: "It's just a little monk in the Qi cultivation period, no matter what, it's just a mouse, at most...... It's the one that's stronger. ”

"However, why did that dog change from an animal that was nothing in a short period of time to a spirit animal in the Qi training period? I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out......"

"Let me guess if you can break through the Eye and break out of the barrier...... The answer is obvious, no matter what, your outcome will be death, because even if you manage to break out of the barrier, you will still meet us! ”

The Boundary Master clenched his fists sharply and stretched out into the sky, as if taking an oath. He smiled cruelly, as if he could see the despair in the eyes of Wen Jin and the others before they died—what a delicacy that would be.

On the side of the Boundary Setter, the black-clad man in gold, except for the Boundary Setter and the speaker, stood silently, his face covered by a black hood, so that his face was all hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

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Wen Jin looked at the light cluster in front of him, his hands were rubbing, and his eyes were extremely excited.

The light ball kept flickering, as if he was afraid of Wen Jin, and he was so aggrieved that he was going to die, as if to say: "You bully such a weak, poor, and helpless me, won't your conscience hurt?" ”

Wen Jin shook his head: "Nuo Nuonuo, I won't pity you, my conscience is even more comfortable, it won't hurt at all, really, I'm serious, I won't lie to you." ”

The light flickered more and more slowly, as if resigned to fate, and accepted the judgment of fate tragically: "Later, you lighten it, I'm afraid of pain, at least give me a happy way to die." ”

Yes, Wen Jin inexplicably read such an idea from the flicker of the light cluster, and it was really wonderful to think about it.

"Agreed." Wen Jin laughed, and with a wave of his hand, a flying sword spun and appeared from the Qiankun Ring, making a buzzing sound, and was suspended in mid-air. He snapped his fingers, and the flying sword was immediately ignited. Orange, never-extinguishing flames spread all over it.

"Replace the eye with the strongest blow." Wen Jin flipped through his memory and had forgotten who said this.

The flickering frequency of the light clusters became more and more rapid, as if they were afraid of what was about to happen. Faster and faster, faster and faster, suddenly, the light dimmed, and the scattered and flying light shrank and shrunk into a small ball.

Wen Jin was able to feel the thought of the light cluster, which was to close his eyes, ignore the outside world, and hide from what was going to happen next.

"It's a pity." Wen Jin grinned, feeling like an evil demon king, bullying a helpless child. With a wave of his hand, the humming sound of the flying sword became more intense, and the speed at which the light mass contracted became faster and faster.

"Walk you!" Wen Jin pointed forward, and the flames on the flying sword burned even more violently, and after a soft groan, it turned into a streamer of light and moved forward quickly. The flying sword tore through the air, the flames scorched the air, the air exploded and roared, leaving a red trail and slashing forward.

The flying sword touched the ball of light, and in an instant, it was cut into countless segments, turning into light and flying—

Of course, this is just the imagination of the light group itself.

In fact, the flying sword came to an abrupt halt just as it was about to pass through the light cluster. Stopped in front of the light group, and let out a soft groan of dissatisfaction, as if complaining about the master's half-behavior.

The light slowly brightened and expanded, like a child secretly opening his eyes. When it saw the flying sword in front of it, it suddenly lit up, as if it was frightened. But then, it slowly flickered, as if wondering why it didn't slash down.

"I have an idea." Wen Jin said with a smile, like a treacherous and sinister businessman, or a trafficker who cheated children, "Do you want to continue to live, no matter what way?" ”

The light flickered, as if in response to "yes".

"Then come to my side!" Wenjin opened the solicitation (flickering) mode, "In our place, we have the best way of life and the most free people...... Eh, the ball student experience, the biggest upside, and the most kind friends and brothers, come on, what are you waiting for? Only 998 ...... Ahem, just give in to me, I promise it's the best option! “

The light flickered, as if wondering something.

Wen Jin's face became serious in a second, and with a wave of his hand, the flying sword trembled a little impatiently: "Submit to me, or die." ”

The light cluster immediately hurriedly bloomed with the purest light, as if it was desperately agreeing, and Wen Jin couldn't agree with it.

Wen Jin smiled with satisfaction, stepped forward, patted the light group—his palm passed directly through the light group—and said with relief: "After a while, you will realize what a wise choice you have made. ”

Wen Jin smiled softly, and with his handsome woman-like face, he looked so amiable that he couldn't see the side where he was still fighting to death just now, and threatening other people's lives.

Wen Jin stretched out his hand to hold the light group, and the light group moved with Wen Jin's palm flatteringly, and was finally included in the Qiankun Ring and disappeared.

As the light disappeared, the surrounding scene was like violently pounded glass, and the crack quickly expanded from a small trace to the entire street, and then burst open, turning into pieces scattered everywhere, and then vanished.

The scenery changes rapidly as if it were a performance, and the sunset still hangs above the sky, but the shadows reflected are not as long as in the barrier, and it is not as if in the barrier, which looks like a country of shadows.

Wen Jin rubbed the Qiankun ring in his hand with satisfaction. In this way, he has one more means to trap the enemy.

An enchantment is waiting quietly in the Qiankun Ring.