Chapter 505: Death's Castle (9)

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These people, Ye Qingluo has regarded them as their own people from the bottom of their hearts.

There is no intention to hide his own footwork.

If these brothers can learn her footwork, it will be beneficial to the development of the Tianxia group.

Merely...... How much they can comprehend depends on themselves.

The light in the eyes of the night became calm, and the expression was solemn, word by word; "You pay attention, everything on the shelf, remember not to touch it randomly, a slight movement will trigger the formation to activate."

When the teenagers heard this, they nodded with serious expressions.

Seeing a room full of rare treasures, these teenagers are indeed excited.

But no matter how rare a treasure is, it doesn't have everyone's life, and your own life is important.

Along the way, they could see that they had learned a lot of machine formations, and they almost lost their lives several times.

"Look at it."

Ye Qingluo's voice was low, and it came to the ears of the teenagers from the mercenary group medal.

It was as if something had struck them in the heart.

More than 20 pairs of eyes were fixed on Ye Qingluo's body.

The night clears and moves quickly, and the footwork of his feet is performed, keenly avoiding one blue light after another.

The dexterous figure was like a woman dancing in the light.

The posture is enchanting and heartwarming.

From entering the room, to avoiding the blue light, and arriving at the interior of the house, it takes no more than ten moments for the night to clear.

It's ridiculously fast.

The teenagers were shocked that the night was clear, and the speed was so fast.

The footwork was as strange as a shadow, avoiding every ray of light with unmistakable precision.

When they came to their senses, Ye Qingluo was already standing opposite, a pair of encouraging eyes, staring deeply at them through the blue light.

"Who's next?"

In the mercenary group medal, there was a cold voice in the night.

More than two dozen teenagers looked at each other.

Heart, chuckled.

This...... That's too fast, isn't it?

How could they be able to memorize the strange footwork that Ye Qingluo performed just by looking at it once?

How could it be possible to make a note of her movements and avoid these blue rays!

Suddenly, a figure stepped forward.

It's Mo Han.

He raised his arm and motioned for him to try first.

The corners of Ye Qingluo's mouth hooked up a smile of encouragement, and he said, "I'll wait for you here." ”

She didn't know much about Mo Hanyan.

His strength is not clear at night.

However, as the young master of the mercenary union, his prestige in the mercenary union is quite high.

Presumably, it will not be an idle person.

As for why Mo Hanyan did not hesitate to offend the Wei Chi family, showed up for her, and took the initiative to join the mercenary group to build momentum for the world group, Ye Qingluo can't guess at present.

No one will help a person for no reason.

Perhaps, Mo Hanyan has some purpose.

But Ye Qingluo's intuition told her that even if Mo Han had a purpose, he would not harm the world's group.

Mo Hanyan twisted his neck, took out a black cloth towel from his sleeve, and learned to wrap all the crowns of his hair tightly in the night, leaving no half of the broken hair.

A hair may also have brushed through these blue rays.

When Mo Hanyan's feet stepped into the room, his delicate face was full of seriousness and seriousness.

The slightly raised Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, invisibly revealing the cold fierceness.

He bent down, his slender body quickly burrowing into the blue light.

Seeing Mo Han's movements, Ye Qingluo was taken aback.

His footwork, where he stepped on, was basically the same as hers.

And the speed and rhythm are just right.

It's completely a copy of the action that Ye Qingluo just did.