[The book continues from the above, and in the last book, it was said that Liu Yang called the disciples and told his subordinates to start preparing for the final stage of the great cause of immortality to find a medium. This matter has been known to the Locking Dragon People, but Liu Yang does not know that this matter has been obtained by the Locking Dragon People, and he is still dreaming of controlling immortality. And the dragon lockers are also preparing to monitor the immortals and find this medium. The people who led out the dragon lock were ready, but what they could do was to do something about the medium of the Immortal Dao. After hearing this, the people of Suolong suddenly felt uninterested, and they didn't know why Mu Qingming did this. At the same time, a little girl in the city is cornered by three or five hooligans. 】

The cunning snow leopard, who had eaten and drunk enough on the side of the inverted room, walked in leisurely and squatted at Mo Han's feet. After a while, I felt bored here, so I walked out leisurely.

Miaotian's question is to the point.

Even if the dragon lockers could find out and monitor that the Immortal Dao was looking for a medium, what could they do?

The old dragon lock people, including Mo Han, all had a hunch that as Liu Yang got the fire demon ant monster, the final battle between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

That's why Mu Qingming will let the apprentices ignore what is going on outside the window and work hard to practice wholeheartedly.

And once Armageddon begins, it's the difference between life and death. The dragon locker won, and he can't die at this time. If the Immortal Dao wins, this world will not die, but it will be half-dead.

At that time, most of what Liu Yang wanted was only resurrected corpses.

He won't leave too many living people behind.

The warlords of the turbidity tires are fighting around, changing the dynasty and so on, and the dragon lockers can't control it, and they don't want to care about it. But the matter of the Immortal Dao, the world of the living dead that Liu Yang wants to get, the dragon lock must be managed to the end.

For the Armageddon, the Dragon Lockers also have to make some preparations, and this medium seems to be one of their preparations. If you can make the Immortal Dao without a medium, it will also be a big victory, which is enough to inspire people.

However, Mo Han's answer soon made them all confused.

"Your young master said it, just keep an eye on it first, and then you don't have to hinder the Immortal Dao from getting the medium." Mo Han didn't think much about it, and said everything that Mu Qingming had explained: "The rest of the things, wait for him to plan and plan." But there is one thing, not to hinder the path of immortality from obtaining the medium. At most, it can only do something with the media, so that it cannot achieve Liu Yang's expected effect, and Liu Yang is impossible to detect. ”。

These words made Miaoyu Miaotian and their experienced dragon lockers suddenly feel bored.

It's just a little bit of a trick on the medium, it's too easy, except for the time and patience it takes, it's not challenging at all for the old dragon lockers present.

Instead, I feel bored.

They prefer to let the Immortal Dao not have a medium, at least so that the dragon lockers can raise their eyebrows.

But how did these dragon lockers know that once they let the Immortal Dao not get the medium, Ah Hong or Long Gu might become the medium.

Both of them have the physique of a medium, but they are the power of the Dragonlockers.

The big war is imminent, and Mu Qingming doesn't want his disciples to have three longs and two shorts at all. At the same time, they are also Mu Qingming's apprentices, and Mu Qingming will not want them to have anything wrong.

"But your young master said that if the medium of the Immortal Dao is a person, then we have to do a good job of splitting the medium from this person." When a few people locked the dragon were silent, Mo Han, who had eaten a few more bites of rice, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said to Miaobi Miaotian and the others: "But you have to be foolproof, you can't let people die." ”。

"That's kind of interesting." When Miao Tian heard this, he became interested.

Rather than just doing something about it, stripping the medium from a living person is a technical task. For them, it was challenging.

"The key is to be able to save people's lives, so Miaotian, don't be too excited and can't save people." After thinking about it, Mo Han still told Miaotian one more sentence.

The stakes are high, and the dragon lockers can't sacrifice too much innocence for their own purposes. In that case, they would be no different from the Immortal Dao.

Sometimes things like the name festival are also very important to the dragon lockers.

"Got it." Although Miaotian's excitement did not decrease but increased, he still nodded with Miaobi and responded in unison.

Mo Han turned his head to look at Miao Yu, and when Miao Yu met his four eyes, Miao Yu was the first to speak, saying, "I know, I will prepare the elixir in advance." Once the medium they are looking for is on the human body, then they can be prepared in advance to strip it from the living person in time. ”。

"Hmm." Mo Han smiled slightly and nodded.

But this is only for the situation in which the medium has already formed in the living.

Therefore, Mo Han just smiled slightly, and then put away his smile. She didn't know, if the medium had not yet been formed, and the situation that appeared was just a person with a physique that could be made into a medium, and the Immortal Dao wanted to seize this person, what should the dragon lock people do?

She quickly lowered her head, and while eating silently, she secretly thought about countermeasures......

The night faded as the last rays of the setting sun faded and then fell silently.

The darkness between heaven and earth tightly enveloped the inside and outside of Spring City.

Many parts of the city fell silent as night fell.

The Spring City of that year was far worse than Shanghai in the ten-mile foreign field.

Except for the Yunjin Night Market, there is no nightlife entertainment. As soon as you enter the night, you can occasionally see a few scattered supper stalls, or vendors carrying wontons everywhere.

In many places, there is a deathly silence.

In the streets and alleys, except for the sweeping night wind, there are no wandering crowds.

On such a calm and cool night, but with a cool breeze, a group of scoundrels with sneers on their faces and fierce eyes forced a girl who was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with her black hair tied into a big braid, deep in an alley in the southwest of the city.

The four or five rascals were tall and short, with either short knives or sturdy sticks in their hands.

They have been chasing these girls who fled in a panic, from the Yunjin Night Market, all the way here. But it has a kind of cat and mouse feeling.

With a few hooligans of different heights but very athletic, it was very easy to catch up with this girl at once.

But they have always followed closely and have not won it in one fell swoop.

It's a bit of a cat playing with a mouse.

A few strong men and hooligans finally chased the little girl to the end of the alley.

It was already a dead end, and the end of the alley was blocked by the courtyard wall of a house, which was tightly covered.

The girl was very panicked, and when she saw that she was cornered, she spread her arms against the blue brick wall behind her, and her breathing became even faster.

It seemed that the clinging to the sturdy wall with her back was a temporary reassurance to the girl. At least, it's not so flustered.

But what couldn't be changed was that the hooligans chasing her had approached and blocked her way.

"What to run, what to run? Your attitude towards learning is not good. The old bustard asked us to teach you how to receive customers, why did you run away? The rascal at the head shook the wooden stick in his hand, carried it to his shoulder, and stood three feet away in front of the girl in the faint moonlight of the moon that gradually rose into the sky.

There was such a big commotion in this alley, but no one stuck their heads out to take a look, not because people were indifferent, but because it was night, and no one dared to stretch out their heads.

Especially under unknown circumstances, the scattered families in the alley are either asleep or afraid and hide behind the wall.

They were destined to leave this weak girl alone to face those vicious hooligans.

And these hooligans are thugs in the brothel in the Yunjin Night Market.

The girls they chase are poor children who are sold into brothels. Because he couldn't bear the humiliation, he took the opportunity to escape.

In such an era when human life is like mustard, the life of those who enter the door of the brothel is even more cheap and pathetic. This girl is also destined to be so.

But after the rascal at the head said that, he paused and said: "Your gambler father (there is a dialect meaning here, Kunming's father is a grandfather, not a father) sold you to our building, and you have to listen to us." ”。

"Call me! Drag it back when you're done" Immediately afterward, the rascal gave the order, and the thugs behind him stepped forward with sticks.

The local ** will not take care of such a thing, so the thugs in the brothel are also very unscrupulous.

When they took a step forward, the girl was even more panicked than before.

In a panic and panic, the girl looked left and right, just to find a way out in the darkness. But after looking at it, she was already desperate.

There are high walls on three sides, unless she has wings.

Nervously short of breath, the girl turned her head and looked at the rascals who were getting closer. When despair overflowed in her eyes, her pupils instantly dilated.

In just an instant, the pupils in her eyes had filled the entire socket, leaving her eyes with only jet black and no whites. No matter what direction it looks, it looks as if it's looking at the person watching it.

At this moment, the menacing hooligans in front of the girl suddenly froze in place, afraid of rising, so that they did not dare to take a step forward.

"Blame, monster." The rogue at the head looked straight ahead, his eyes trembled, as did his arms and legs. He is no longer as vicious and domineering as before, and all that remains is fear and panic.

So much so that he and his menacing subordinates ran away because of this.

But the girl in front of them was no longer afraid.

She became sluggish, her face sluggish, her body and limbs stiff, except for the fierce glint in her dark eyes.

But the braids of her long hair were loose, and each long hair seemed to come to life, rising in the wind and hanging above her head.

At the same time, three or five, or seven or eight twisted into a strand, when they gather but do not disperse, the blood is pervasive, and they are red.

Then in an instant, Yin Hong's blood qi turned into a poisonous snake, and spit out snake letters at several hooligans in front of the girl.

Their eyes were also bloody, cold and cold, and they made those hooligans feel palpitations. In addition, these poisonous snakes all appeared in an instant, accompanied by the smell of blood, which made all the hooligans frightened.

And, they soon found out that they couldn't move.

It was as if the vipers had looked at them, and they were petrified, and at the same time that they could not even speak, their fingers loosened, and all the weapons in their hands fell one after another.

"Kill you." At this moment, the girl, who had been silent for a long time, breathed steadily, opened her mouth and spit out these four words in a low and soft voice.

It was like the ghost laughter coming from under the nine shadows, cold and cold, without the slightest temperature.

Soon, the girl laughed, and the corners of her mouth reached the base of her ear.

What will happen to those hooligans? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.