Text Chapter 897 White Green

"Uh-huh, !!!!ahh

Even if he had been mentally prepared for the situation in the inner hall before, the man still didn't expect that he would be so unlucky.

And if it's just a scramble, it's just a big deal to grab him, but the other party is obviously not just as simple as grabbing the treasure now, and the vicious and hateful attack is undoubtedly trying to take his own life!

During the thought period, the flying wild leaves also swept towards the enemy in all directions with the momentum of covering the sky, since others do not plan to leave room for others, then the long-term rest of the strange man also has to do things absolutely too!

"Accept your life to !!"

I saw that the dense green leaves of the frenzy suddenly converged before they could reach the target, squeezing them in a narrow ball form and about to devour them!

The appearance of the green leaves is no different from ordinary leaves, but in fact, the sharp blades on the edge of the leaves are enough to make the green glow, and the man understands that the enemy's final fate is to turn into flakes and secrete them from the cracks of the leaves that have completely gathered into dense clusters!

"Qiang Qiang ......!"

The sound of countless hard objects colliding with hard objects sounded, but the man did not think so, because if his opponent resisted, it would be like this at first, but it would end up in the end!

"Don't wait for you to deceive people too much...!!" In the process of this stalemate of power, the man's roar still did not stop, and the rising momentum alone may be terrifying!

The fifth-stage spiritual powerhouse has always been rampant, how can he become a laughing stock in this broken ghost place where his cultivation has been suppressed! He will never allow it!!

"Bang !!!!"

However, things in the world often have to backfire, or if one loses, one party gains, and it is obvious that this man today can be regarded as a rush, and this loud noise is his last memory in prison!

In the end, the countless green leaves that could not be attacked were blown up in all directions, and the man was cut into the light of defeat by his own eyeless leaves, and he couldn't see the pale in the heart of the explosion!

This white body is a solid fortress made of white cloth! The white cloth, which was originally a dead thing, is now spinning and circling like a snake at high speed, and it is the cause of the man's green leaves that explode and fly!

But as Ye San's drifting, the white color gradually stopped as if it had lost its strength support, and then fell to the ground one after another, revealing the two figures it was guarding, Mingzhu and Minglai!

"Cut, don't measure yourself. The other party's anger was only exchanged for a cold snort from Myung-so, who seemed to him to be just a little noise.

And even Minglai, who was hiding behind him, couldn't help but feel a little dignified, because according to the strength of the other party just now, he knew that if he faced it alone, he would probably be standing outside the prison now...

But the solemnity was fleeting, and in the next moment, Minglai's gaze turned to greed, and he cast his gaze on the ground...

"Father, silkworm cocoon...", the tone was full of awe to remind Myung-so, Myung-ra understood that the artifact in front of him was not something he was qualified to pick up.

The cocoon of the silkworm, according to legend, is a kind of butterfly before the transformation of the wings to weave into a peaceful residence, but the specific butterfly is Minglai does not understand and is not interested, he only learned the information of this cocoon from his father's Tibetan scroll, and knows that this cocoon is of great use to himself!

If he peels off the silk of this cocoon and implants it into his white strip with a family secret method, then the power of his ability will be even higher, and his cultivation will also increase!

"Hmph..."Hearing this, Mingzhu rolled his eyes slightly, after all, his cultivation is naturally different in different visions, and he doesn't look at this cocoon of the silkworm very much.

However, he will not refuse his son's eagerness, so Bai Tiao re-emerged to pick up the cocoon, after all, the name of this thing is also with the word "god" on the head, and ordinary means really can't be used at will.

So in Minglai's gradually hot gaze, the white strip slowly walked towards the cocoon, but unexpectedly stopped just as it was about to touch!

"Father......" Minglai opened his mouth in confusion and wanted to ask, but at a glance, he saw that Mingsu's gaze had been fixed elsewhere.

At some point, the direction was enveloped without Ming Lai noticing, and at this time, the white thick smoke dissipated, and a person slowly walked out inside...

The white-haired middle-aged man with a tall pace and a long cigarette in his mouth has a smile on his face, and he is clearly alone, but he has no taboos against Na Myung-so's father and son!

"Friend, can this cocoon of the smoke butterfly be given to you?" Obviously, the white-haired middle-aged man knows more about the origin of this silkworm cocoon than Minglai, but the tone of these words is difficult to match the wording, and there is not much meaning in it that is really negotiable.

And in the short time of the white-haired middle-aged man's words, Minglai had already begun to quietly retreat backwards, because knowing his son Mo Ruo's father's words was the opposite, judging from his father's reaction, he already knew that the person in front of him was probably not at the same level as the dragon trick just now...

Let Myung-rae gradually retreat, and in the face of this seemingly battle-ready signal, the white-haired middle-aged man still kept smiling, and even Myung-so didn't look at his son more.

"You want this thing?" Of course, Myung-so, the cocoon of the smoke butterfly, knew it, but he didn't know what the other party wanted it for, maybe it was more accurate that he didn't care.

There is no retreat or advance in his words, and Myung-so seems more quiet in comparison, which just represents his seriousness about the current situation.

"Yes, I am grateful. The white-haired middle-aged man nodded when he heard this, and put down the cigarette stick he was holding.

Between master duels, every move can be the key to firing or even leading to victory or defeat, so the opponent's move naturally attracted Myeong-so's attention, and he had to admit that there was a moment when he was almost about to make a move...

"This thing is rare, and I don't have it easy, why should I let it?" But in the end, Myeong-so decided to go around for a while, not that he didn't have the confidence to defeat, but to judge from Nengyang's intuition that he didn't want to be an enemy of this person on the spot.

Of course, the white-haired middle-aged man has no way of knowing what Myeong-so is thinking, don't look at him acting extremely calmly, but in fact, the palm of his hand at the moment is already slightly damp, and he doesn't boo the other party...

Because Fangcai's white-green battle is actually a white-haired middle-aged person, he is not willing to show his face if he doesn't want this smoke butterfly cocoon if he doesn't want to be able to Yang when he is sure that Mingzhu must be Nengyang, but...

"So, your Excellency doesn't plan to give it up?" Mingzhu is not afraid of himself, how can he be afraid of the white-haired middle-aged, the title of "friend" to "Your Excellency" has changed from "friend" to "Excellency"...

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