This Lang Zhong quickly stitched up the wounds on Ink Cream's body, and at the same time, a faint blue halo appeared on the palm of his hand, enveloping him in it, and after a while, the light mask shattered, and Ink Cream's face looked a lot ruddy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Chu Mengxi came in, he carried Moshuang to his house, and since he hadn't woken up yet, he had been taking care of him, and this time, Moshuang had been in a coma for three days and three nights.

In the past three days, a lot of big things have happened.

The first is that all the members of the inner sanctum know the name of one person, Ink Frost, a young man with a hint of legend, who has been told all kinds of gossip during the three days that he has been in a coma.

first entered the inner hall and suppressed Liu Fu's cousin Liu Zheng, and then beat Li Zuo, who was levied on protection money, to be seriously injured and escaped.

Someone found a body in the river on the bank of Mingyue Lake, and it was salvaged and examined, but it was the missing Li Zuo.

Everyone has different opinions, and some people say that this ink cream is like a killing star, which chased Li Zuo for half of the Holy Spirit Temple, and finally killed him here. Some people also say that Li Zuo finally escaped the clutches of Ink Frost, but he was too seriously injured and only had time to run here, and one accidentally stepped on the air and fell into the river and drowned.

Later, the young man who said the latter was beaten, and the special person was also a seventh-order swordsman, saying that if he stepped on the air, he would step on the air, and if he said that he would drown, he would drown?

But anyway, Li Zuo's death has nothing to do with Mo Shuang.

Even Liu Zheng, who was handling the corpse, was shocked, how could the imagination of this inner temple member be so rich? But he didn't bother to clarify, although cases of the death of members of the inner temple happened from time to time, and the high-level didn't care about it at all, the law of the jungle was perfectly applied, even if you were a genius against the sky, dying here could only show that the heavens were jealous of the talent.

And the battle between Mo Shuang and Liu Fu that night was even more legendary.

"But he said that this ink cream came to the restaurant with beauty, and when he saw the subtle gaze of the people around him, the disdain in his eyes flashed slightly, and he snorted, but it instantly suppressed the young talent of the entire restaurant!"

On a lawn in the inner hall of the Holy Spirit Temple, the crowd surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside, just as the young man in the middle of the storytelling finished talking about how the ink cream destroyed Liu Zheng and Li Zuo, and talked about the most exciting part, there was a sudden "poof" sound from the silent crowd, and a young man in a wide black robe squirted out the water that he had just drunk into his mouth.

The brows of the people around him furrowed slightly, and some people shouted directly, "What are you doing? If you want to listen, just listen quietly, if you don't listen, get out of here!"

The young man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's continue." ”

In fact, this young man is Mo Shuang, after he woke up from his coma, he found that his cultivation had broken through the early stage of the third-order swordsman, and after a life-and-death battle with Liu Fu, he was now a mid-third-order swordsman.

In addition to being excited, he couldn't help but be shocked when he heard Chu Mengxi talk about his glorious deeds that had gone viral outside, and hurriedly put on a black robe and sneaked out to listen.

It is said that Liu Fu and Jian Xiao should block the news, why is it spreading more and more outrageously now?

Ink Frost was confused, and the Silent Demon Trace, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "Ink Frost boy, don't measure this Liu Fu and Jian Xiao in a normal heart. ”

"You know, in the dining hall that day, not all the members of the inner sanctum, it would be nice to have a tenth!"

The Silent Demon Trace sneered and said, "Liu Fu and Jian Xiao will not attack you again for the sake of face, and they will not let their subordinates make a move. But there are definitely a lot of lone rangers in this inner hall, as far as you can see the storyteller in front of you, his strength is in the middle stage of an eighth-order swordsman, except for Liu Fu's personal action, who dares to disadvantage him?"

Mo Shuang nodded as if he understood, and said, "I understand what you mean, many conceited and powerful teenagers, after hearing my deeds, they will definitely have the heart to compete, this Liu Fu is borrowing a knife to kill people." ”

At the same time, he also had a sense of jealousy in his heart, the original self, his thoughts still had a slight color of his previous life, but on the Qiyuan Continent, his strength was holy, even if these teenagers boasted that they were superb, even if they said that they defeated Liu Fu in the end, it would not have the slightest impact on Liu Fu.

Because his own strength is there, in this huge inner sanctum, no one dares to provoke.

This kind of strength that he has fought with real swords and guns is incomparable to those qualifications, face, and so on in his previous life.

I only heard the young man who told the story in the middle continued, "I saw that Mo Shuang saw that no one dared to say anything in the restaurant, laughed disdainfully, sat on one side with the beauty of the same company, and was about to enjoy the food, this Liu Fu stepped into the restaurant, followed by two or three subordinates, and the momentum was extraordinary!"

Speaking of this, the expressions of the people around him became excited, and they hurriedly said, "Come directly to the climax!

The young man in the middle wiped his sweat, his face was embarrassed for a while, he thought about a lot of foreshadowing, he originally wanted to say that the last three days and three nights, but when he saw this posture, he had to clear his throat and said, "But it was said that this ink cream and Liu Fu competed against each other, and Jian Xiao on the side showed a solemn expression, just listening to the two of them make a gambling contract, fight each other three times, whoever can win can get the right to belong to the beauty next to him!"

Everyone's breathing was a little heavier, and they wanted to bet on beautiful women as the two classic elements of storytelling, and their mood was completely mobilized at this moment.

Mo Shuang has a strange face, this is too good to change, right? Obviously, he was forced to make a gambling contract, and the content was that if he could take Liu Fu's three moves, he would not be able to come to his own business again.

But now it has been changed by this young man to two people fighting each other......

Fight your sister's head!

"The first move, the two of them slapped each other, Liu Fu was really better, but this ink cream was not an idle person, the two of them each took three steps back, the ink cream spat blood, but his face was resolute, and he shouted, 'My life is up to me, Liu Fu, this palm is so weak, haven't you eaten?'"

"Liu Fu naturally shouldn't, when he heard Mo Shuang's shout, his face changed strangely, and he used his own unique swordsmanship, Jin Tie Swordsmanship, and Mo Shuang also used his own swordsmanship, Heavenly Demon Dance!"

"Oh!" everyone's mouths were open and round, and the heavenly demons danced wildly, and it was very scientific when they heard the name.

Ink cream is a little unbearable.,There's a limit to it.,This unnecessary thing.,You can add it when you say it.,Engage in wool?

The two fought seven up and eight down...... Uh, no matter up and down, cough cough. Then Liu Fu's expression was finally solemn, he sneered, and finally drew out his golden iron long sword, but in an instant, a vision of heaven and earth appeared, lightning and thunder, and at this critical moment, the ink frost actually broke through the realm and practiced the last style of the Heavenly Demon Flurry!

"I saw that between the lightning and flint, Liu Fu hurriedly retreated, and the ink cream stood in the firelight, as if the god of war was in the world!

"Ahh

Just as the young man's face was flushed and excited when he spoke, a water bottle was smashed in the crowd, which hit his head accurately, and with a bang, the young man accidentally fell to the ground.

To say that he is also an eighth-order swordsman, he should not be smashed so easily, but this young man has no other hobbies, that is, he loves to tell stories, and he forgets himself when he says it, and he only expected it when the water bottle arrived in front of him just now.

He jumped up angrily, and the powerful coercion of the middle stage of the eighth-order swordsman spread out, and shouted angrily, "Which one sneaks up on me?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the clear-eyed man saw that the water bottle seemed to be a little familiar, so he hurriedly looked around, and frowned suspiciously, as if the black-robed man who drank water just now was gone......

In the distance of the crowd, Mo Shuang's face was embarrassed and helpless, he could be regarded as famous in the inner hall, but in this way, it was too cheating!

The Silent Demon Trace couldn't help but laugh wildly, "Hahahahahaha, the Heavenly Demon Dance, that young man's imagination is quite rich, I think there is a future." ”

"There's a future!" Ink Frost scolded, "It's miserable, my talent!"

He wanted to cry without tears, as soon as his own affairs got out, after being heard by Wang Ke, it was very likely that the task of [Anti-Middle] would fail, after all, Chu Pingfan had told him that he was only a first-order swordsman.

However, there has been no news of the failure of the mission from the Demon Spirit Swordsman system so far, which makes Mo Shuang a little puzzled, since Wang Ke entered the Holy Spirit Palace, it seems that he has disappeared, and he has not been seen in the inner hall.

Where exactly did he go?