, I thought that although I heard the sound of reporting and shouting killing, I never knew the people here about the detailed work on the surface.

After Ma Rong was busy with all these things, he planned to send some people to inquire outside. It was impossible for this single inch of effort to drop the fat man, but at this time, he appeared again, not only stopped the behavior of probing the enemy, but also relied on the token to take away the leadership of Ma Rong and these outer blade disciples in one fell swoop, and then planned to shrink here, closing his eyes and listening to the drop and not doing anything.

Ma Rong is well versed in the key to knowing the enemy, he quarreled with the opponent several times, but he was afraid of dying to the point of sporadic fat people, and he used the master of the royal gate to suppress the token, and even Ma Rong did not agree to go to investigate in person, it seems that he regarded Ma Rong as a life-saving talisman for himself.

That's it, Ma Rong was so anxious in the guest hall that he was like ants dripping on a hot pot, but he couldn't understand that the fat man would never be able to have a child, and he should know that he didn't obey orders in the Seven Daoist Sect, and his private behavior was a great crime, and he would burn his kung fu and drive him out of the temple, and he would be punished by a knife. Because he clearly knew that there was an earth-shaking Diqi incident outside, it was very likely that this gate had reached the realm of life and death, but he couldn't turn here.

When Ma Rong hated to kill the boss in front of him with one palm, Han Mulin and Li Feiyu didn't know anything about everything here, and they hurried here again.

On this way, when they encountered the enemy's traces, they avoided them if they could, and dodged when they could, covering up their behavior as much as possible, until they were more than a mile away from Elder Li's residence, and they were met head-on by a group of Tsing Yi people, and they could no longer hide from their bodies, and they finally had the enemy

At present, these dozen or so people in Tsing Yi with steel knives are .................. They were surrounded and trapped in the center.

Judging from the stepwork between walking, most of the sleeves are embroidered with a white thread dripping figure, and the martial arts are the worst; And two sleeves embroidered with two white thread droplets, then

Just go away, find a place where they can't find Di and hide in bed, and the people on the top of the province will also lead Er as a substitute for the dead ghost, so that Er can't carry the big black cauldron. Han Mulin said indifferently, it seems that he doesn't have a deep sense of belonging to the Seven Daoist Sects.

"Isn't this a prostitution? No, it is impossible for the sleeve to approve the drop! Li Feiyu shook his head like a drum.

"Na'er knocked him unconscious, forcibly took people away, and then reborn rice and cooked old rice." Han Mulin replied.

"Er ......" Li Feiyu was stunned by Han Mulin's words, and his eyes were dry, and he was silent.

At this time, when the two of them were entangled, the master of the royal family solemnly received two blood-red secretaries from an apprentice, which was originally a deed of life and death. He left one of them with his own place, and handed the other one to Jia Tianlong.

When Jia Tianlong took this thing, his expression was also silent. He carefully untied the secretary, carefully dabbled in it once, and decided that there was no problem, so he nodded his head and closed the secretary again, and then he started to select the dead soldiers.

After a final selection, he selected thirteen elite talents from the Wolf Gang. In order to reduce the loss, he also selected more than a dozen people with good skills from the small and medium-sized gangs, regardless of whether these individuals are willing to focus on it, as long as they sign a death deed, they will fight if they don't fight for their own lives. As for the remaining candidates, they are all composed of the common Dripping Iron Guard, although the Venerable Master of the Light has also determined that he will also be present, and he still expects this person to be a great god of flying sword skills!

At the time when Jia Tianlong was busy, the king of the splitting face dropped did not know when he returned to the stone hall, and he had not seen him come out to this day, and it was estimated that he was also thinking about the candidates for the death match.

When the death arena was thoroughly completed, the lord of the royal gate finally walked out of the hall with three or four hundred people.

These individuals are old and young, male and female, but all of them have a solid light in their eyes, and their steps are proper, obviously all of them are the elite of the Seven Daoist Sects, and the most important thing that makes Jia Tianlong's heart drop is the three people who followed after the death of Wang Juechu.

These three people, one in a Confucian shirt, full of the air of a book, a literati dress; A burly and tall figure, with his chest exposed, and a beard dripping like steel needles, he looks very strong; In the end, the one was a man dressed in gray and bearing the sword with a cold face.

These people took a look, as if they were all thirty or forty years old middle-aged people, but a little look at their faces can be seen, in their eyebrows, there is a kind of seventy or eighty-year-old people who have the feeling of the vicissitudes of life, so that people feel that their years are not only like the appearance of the drop like a little young.

Jia Tianlong knew in his mind that these three people had concluded that they were the three uncles of Wang Jue Chudi, and it seemed that the opponent Zhendi had given up everything and wanted to leave himself here.

Thinking of this, he turned his body to the other side, pointed at the three people, and said to the dwarf Venerable Master beside him, "Master, I don't know what you think those three people are, can they be taken down?" ”

"A few dogs and cats are gone, I drop a flying sword, and their lives are over! What is there to worry about, do you believe me? The Venerable Master glared at him, and his tone was a little unkind.

"No guts, no guts! The contemptible person just asked casually, and the immortal master must not go to his heart. Jia Tianlong immediately smiled, for fear of offending Mo Dadi at this time.

"Humph!" After the dwarf heard this, the liver fire gradually subsided.

When Jia Tianlong saw this, he put his heart in his belly, this great immortal is really not good to wait!

Having a drop opponent in front of Han Mulin's strange drop body method, it seems that he is self-defeating, and he can't even answer a move, so he dies for a long time, and even the digital status of the person is not low.

In this way, under Han Mulindi's great display of might, the two of them relaxed and went to Elder Li's residence and met Ma Rong. And learned from the other side that Elder Li and Zhang Sleeve had already gone to the sunset peak to drop the baboon letter.

After learning of this murderous news, Li Feiyu's face turned blue.

He knows that the sunset peak is dripping right now, and it is not too much to say that it is a sword mountain and a sea of fire. Zhang Sleeve went over there, and it was almost the same as one foot that went into the underworld.

As a last resort, the two of them had a total of one time, and then they came out of Elder Li's dripping residence, and rushed to Xizhao Peak again, and there was a small drop of wind and waves before leaving.

The master of the royal family dripping henchmen, teaching people to hate dripping fat people, actually when the two people wanted to get out of the drop, he took out the token again, and threatened the two people to leave behind in a commanding tone, otherwise they would have to be dealt with by the door rules.

Li Feiyu was worried at the moment, concentrating on only worrying about the safety of his sleeves, so he didn't care about the rules of the door, and with a palm of his hand, he knocked the fat man unconscious on the ground, and then ordered the group of people to cover the world here, but he and Han Mulin walked away.

As soon as they arrived at the left side of Sunset Peak, the two of them were startled by the number of drops on their heads. Knowing that it was impossible to break through here, he stood on the edge and took a look, and couldn't help but gasp, only to see that the big hole was black, and the foundation could not see the bottom of the pit, only knowing that it was broad and profound.

"Gang Master Jia, I don't know this evidence, can I witness the despicable words?" Wang Juechu asked coldly.

Jia Tianlong's face was a little pale, and he didn't reply immediately, but looked around.

I saw that there were people here in my house, and everyone was all frightened, and Hugh wanted to say that the ordinary people of the Didi Gang and the other gangs would drop people, and even the Tiewei next to him looked extremely embarrassed.

Seeing this, Jia Tianlong's heart is clear, and he plans to wipe out the Seven Daoists in one fell swoop tonight, but he can't complete it. It seems that the only way to evacuate is to evacuate first, and then discuss it for a long time.

"What are the prerequisites, you can mention it. Even if it is, we are only a draw in the scene, don't be too much! When he came back, he was very reluctant to open his mouth, and there was a wisp of bitter smell inside.

"The premise is very simple, only two." Wang Juechu opened his mouth with no expression on his face.

“

"Yes, no problem." Jia Tianlong never allowed it.

Seeing that the opponent Ying Yundi was so cool, Wang Juechu sneered, and then put forward the premise that the next one made Jia Tianlong feel unexpected.

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"Death Pact!"

"Really, fakely?"

"The opponent is not crazy!"

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As soon as Wang Jue Chudi's words were foreign, it immediately caused a lot of noise among the people who split the noodles, and all of them heard this, and the expressions on their faces were not the same. There are drops of people, like smelling poisonous scorpions and get carried away, and there are drops of excitement, which looks a little itchy.

After Jia Tianlong heard this, his complexion also changed, but then he regained his popularity.

"Did I hear me right? Is it that the two have signed a death contract, and they can just leave the decisive battle to fight blood? He snorted, as if he asked very relentlessly.

"That's right! This is in order to repay the blood debt of the master of Wu and others, and it is necessary to hold a death fight, and the two of them must also participate. Wang Juechu pressed the hilt of his sword, stared at Jia Tianlong, and said in a cold voice.

Jia Tianlong smiled, not saying whether he could drop Wu immediately, but thinking about getting up with his eyes extinguished, it seems that he didn't have the courage to treat the death contract blood fight coldly, and he would only give an answer after going through deep and far-sighted consideration.

Seeing that the people in the left near drop were all over the city, they were confused about this and did not know Han Mulin, and they were a little tolerant, and they asked about the dripping rain around them.

"What is a death contract? It's a great thing! ”

"Impossible! Don't even know about the death contract? It's incredible! This is the most famous bloody case of people handling disputes! When Li Feiyu heard this, his face was as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was full of swords.

"Empty words! You have always known that I do not understand these personal things, and I do not know what is so special about them. Han Mulin whispered.

"Oh! Again, I almost forgot about it. "Li Feiyu, I'm sorry, Di scratched his head.

Before the decisive battle, a letter of survival should be signed, threatening that since the intervention in the decisive battle, only one of the two can survive and step out of the garden. If someone breaks away privately in a decisive battle, it will not only be notorious and despised, but will also be wanted and pursued by the whole underworld. Because all the people think that the death contract is a kind of noble and extraordinary decisive battle, and the people who insult this decisive battle should be killed to show their sentinel. ”

"And this kind of decisive battle is also used in multi-person deathmatches, so it seems particularly bloody and brutal, and in recent years, it has been rare to hear of anyone adopting this kind of decisive battle method."

Li Feiyu slowly opened his mouth, and his explanation was very specific.

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But Yu Zitong has no love for such a nondescript corpse person, and even disdains it. Since the body of the Dharma is still in the dripping hour, there are many Dripqi collars who can dress this kind of incomplete dripping corpses, and this kind of corpse is even worse than the high-level iron-armored corpses of the true dripping immortal cultivators, so they have to be majestic in the utilitarian world. The only advantage may be that the materials are simple, easy to refine, and people can process a little mana.

After a long time, Han Mulin suddenly withdrew his hand from the giant man's face, and moved his eyes away from his body with restlessness, his eyes looked at the ragged stone door, and he was stunned at first.

At this moment, he felt a little cold in his heart, not sad for Zhang Tiedi's desolate experience, but uneasy for his own coldness.

He originally felt that he knew the sad whereabouts of his friends, so he would raise his head angrily and scream the names of "Mo Juren" and "Yu Zitong", and his voice was full of hatred for them.

But in fact, unless he is a little sentimental, he does not have a big drop of feeling and liver fire, just like falling into this situation, it is definitely not an old friend "Zhang Tie", but a guest who has nothing to do with it.

Isn't it because I know that Zhang Tie in front of me is just a body, and it is definitely not the reason for the despicable person? As usual, his own dripping sex has become quite hot-blooded?

This kind of indifference made Han Mulin himself a little frightened. At this time, he appeared, I don't know what year and month, he has become so remote!

Han Mulin finally woke up from his stupidity, and he glanced at the giant man with a complicated look, not knowing how to say "Pi".

Thinking of what Dr. Mo said about "the soul is lost" and "the walking dead", Han Mulin leaned up to the sky and said slightly:

"Brother Zhang, it is estimated that you have been reincarnated now. The body is useless, so let's borrow the order from the younger brother! I will be able to use it carefully, and it is impossible for you to point fingers at me. ”

After saying these prayer-like words, Han Mulin felt a little relieved from his self-suggestion, and then spoke to the giant man again:

"Since you are already Brother Zhang's left body, and you don't have a self-reliant soul, I will call you 'Qu Soul'! I hope that Jier can help me fall into the well in the years to come. ”

After listening to Han Mulin's words, the giant man stood still, except for maintaining the appearance of obedience to the drop, there was no response at all, it seemed that it was really impossible to have a self-reliant drop, so he had to control the drop to accept the edict.

"It's really stupid for me to say such a thing to a flesh-body that has not conveyed my senses!" Han Mulin laughed at himself and denied it, followed with a relaxed step, and walked towards the stone house.

"Qu Soul, keep up."

Han Mulin had recovered 100% from his lower mood, his expression was as usual, and it seemed that something had not happened. It seems that Pidi is indeed like his own thoughts, and has become very enthusiastic and rational, and no longer waits for idle drops to be disturbed by emotions.

This kind of shocking change, unknown is it a blessing or a curse for Di Han Mulin, who immediately embarks on the path of an immortal cultivator?

During the year, Han Mulin worked hard for half a day in order to make the aftermath work.

Not only did he want to bury Dr. Mo's body under a certain tree, but he would also burn and throw away all the remaining drops of everything in the stone house, and even ordered Qu Soul to smash all the stone houses.

After this fluttering, the weather was already dusk, and the sun was already the first to come out.

Han Mulin stood beside the stone house and now the pile of rotten stones, and inspected it everywhere, but there was nothing missing, so he was happy.

"Qu Soul, let's go!"

"Tomorrow there are a lot of things to be investigated and dealt with! It's a pity that you didn't convey your senses, and it is impossible to say the wording, otherwise if you have Xiao Wu to discuss the words, I thought it would be more solid. ”

Under the light of the fiery red drops of the slanting sun, Han Mulin pulled the back of the narrow drop, and muttered to the renamed "Qu Soul" drop giant man, as if he had found a person who could reveal his hidden intentions, and it was impossible to laugh at his own audience.

After placing the Qu Soul in place, Han Mulin returned to Ziwudi's residence. In the house, like a person who has not returned for a long time, he touched the tables, chairs and benches around him, touched here and looked there, and muttered to himself:

"This day is so far away! It seems that it is better than the previous ten years to get up next year, and it will have to be eternal. ”

Later, he fell down on the bed and got up from a heavy sleep.

He was tired! Both mentally and physically, they are exhausted.

"Besides, it's good to be back in the world!" He had a smile on his lips, and he couldn't help but think so before he went into a sweet dream.

Han Mulin was lying on Dr. Mo's chair, which used to sit on the Taishi chair, holding the outer skin with the words "Eternal Life Sutra" written in his hand.

This article used to be held in Dr. Mo's hand and never got tired of reading it, and this kind of perverted drip once made Han Mulin a little surprised. Now that I am in the middle of the drop, I know that I am here, and I am looking at the way of hygiene, and I understand that I am guessing the mantra of Changchun Gongdi! It seems that Dr. Mo is still not iron-hearted about Ziwu's inability to cultivate mana drops, and he does not fully trust Yu Zitong's words about spiritual root drops, but has always silently and self-penetrated.

This volume of secrets was dropped by Han Mulin in the dark grid and other things together, the book not only contains the first six layers of mantras that have been practiced in the past, but also remembers that Han Mulin has never tasted the two layers of exercises after dropping, and this unexpected drop made Han Mulin's heart excited for a long time.

When Han Mulin knew that he was originally cultivating the drops, which was actually the mana that could call the wind and rain in the legend, he became more and more eager for the follow-up exercises of the Changchun Gong Drops.

Who wouldn't want to be an immortal immortal!

At the same time, when the sun was shining, the warm sunshine opened from the hole and dropped into the door, and cast it on Han Mulin's body, so that the reading dripping ironing drip turned his eyes into a thin slit, and then together with the whole private house lying diagonally, Han Mulin's whole private house looked very lazy.

Han Mulin raised his head lightly and looked at the skylight, thinking that it was a little too dazzling.

He used the hole to open the book, blocking the face of Ziwu and covering the white life.

Then he sensed that it was dark in front of him, and he ironed a lot in his heart, which made Han Mulin's heart perk up, and he put it again

He has recently realized that due to the successive drops of oral elixir, Bidi Changchun Gong has once again broken through the dripping phase, and he will be able to intervene in a short time

Today, on the day that Dr. Limo took away the drop, it has been half a year of dripping in Thailand.

It was only on that day that it was gone

In the letter, he was not polite and used Dr. Mo's dripping tone, claiming that he had inherited all of Dr. Mo's dripping techniques and could go out to treat his own injuries, and Dr. Mo himself was unable to return because of the long road back to his hometown, so he asked several masters in the letter to let him temporarily carry out his doctor's duties until Dr. Mo himself returned.

After handing over the letter, several elders of the office did not have trickle and drop suspicions, because Dr. Mo had previously collected medicinal materials, and did not return to the mountain all year round, although it was said in the Seven Taoisms that he was hanging under the guise of worshipping Drip, but because he had saved the life of the master of the royal family, he was a guest in his true nature, and he was very relieved.

However, several elders were a little skeptical about the drop mentioned in the letter, Han Mulin had inherited Dr. Mo's medical skills, and still held the position of preserving the drop.

Yesterday, although Dr. Mo said that he occasionally looked at the junior protégés with a few colds, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, etc., but because of his superb medical skills, it

If it is said that among the people, Jia Tianlong's morale soared because of the mutual assistance of the sword immortals, and the Seven Dao Sect fell into the side emperor because of this, and his will was greatly defeated. Then Han Mulin was the only one in the field, and he was overjoyed because he saw the gray mang.

Because of this, this

You must know that although there is also a kind of holy medicine "Qingling San" that can cure a hundred poisons, there are many items with poison drops in the world, who knows if 'Qingling San' can be the right symptom? Can this poison be cured? And the other doctors on the mountain are not useless people who eat dry rice drops, and there are still some unique wrist drops for the treatment and disinfection of injuries such as Xu Wulin's multi-drop disease, otherwise they have already been blasted out of the mountain by several dignitaries in the door.

But right now, they didn't even dare to prescribe a prescription, explaining that this poisonous real drop is very spicy, and it is by no means an ordinary drop of things. I had no choice but to see the move, and then I responded. Even if it is saved, it is not a pretense to smash the unfinished itself, after all, there is no miracle doctor who can really cure all diseases, no disease and no cure, and it is impossible to have a big drop effect on the drop seat in the door.

When Han Mulin was thinking carefully about the corresponding strategy, Ma Rong almost half-supported Han Mulin, trotted together and pulled Pi Di Song's sleeves, and ran towards Elder Li's residence.

Looking at the appearance of the wind and fire, Han Mulin knew that the emotions between their masters and apprentices were really deep.

Han Mulin's chest was a little gloomy, because he speculated that the name of master and apprentice between himself and Doctor Mo was really an enemy, if they could be as proud as Ma Rong's master and apprentice, then it would be fine.

In the depths of his heart, he has always had some respect for Doctor Mo, but in the end, his whole body is not weak, and the Dripping Technique and Changchun Gong all originated from the opponent's professor.

But it's only a pity that the creator made people, and God determined that the two of them could not live together in the world, or let them fight hard, and let Dr. Mo die in his own hands.

When Han Mulin was sighing because of his feelings, Ma Rong had already led him to Elder Li's residence.

Elder Li's dwelling is actually not luxurious, and the area is not large, just an ordinary dripping house, in a few close to the side room Drip, surrounded by a two-meter-high and half-meter-thick dripping earth wall, enclosed into a simple drop courtyard, the courtyard wall faces the way to the drop bias to open an arched drop half-moon door, through the half-open drop wood door, you can see that there are many people in the courtyard.

After entering the courtyard, Han Mulin appeared, and there were many more people here than when he saw the drops from outside, and they gathered in groups of three or five, whispering about Elder Li's injuries.

Han Mulin had already heard that Li Chang was always a rare and kind person in the upper echelons of the Seven Daoist Sect, not to mention that he rarely blushed at the junior protégé as usual, and he never fought openly and secretly in the door. Now that Elder Li has gone on a business trip, those who have a little bit of identity can live for the sake of human affection, whether it is true or pretending, of course, they have to visit it by hand or send someone to visit, which creates a picture of people gathering in front of them.

As soon as Han Mulin entered the door, he was recognized by the people in the courtyard, and at that time, those Dharma protectors and other low-status people immediately surrounded him, and they called on him one by one.

"Doctor Han is good!"

"Doctor Han is here!"

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At one point, the sound of goodwill poured into his ears, and he couldn't listen to it.

It seems that these warm and diffuse faces, Han Mulin's face is also brilliant, and he smiled and returned the salute to the world, which looked extremely regular, but under his heart, he was really crooked and distorted of these people.

Fortunately, those high-status sporadic people, a few deputy hall masters, worshippers, etc., are a little reserved, but they just hint at Han Mulin's point, indicating that there is no way to approach the other side.

These personal behaviors made Han Mulin feel a little fond, so he didn't need to call a few more uncles.

Ma Rong couldn't intervene because of his low status, so he had to look at Han Mulin and these individuals on the side, and he couldn't socialize with these sticky individuals, his face was very anxious, and his hands were rubbed together.

After all, compared to Han Mulin and the last one, he couldn't help but rush up immediately, grabbed Han Mulin's arm and walked indoors.

Han Mulin also seemed to have a bitter smile on his outline, but Xintian was really happy, so he could abandon those people who were so unhappy that he could not be a prisoner.

In this way, Han Mulin was pulled into the guest hall by Ma Rong.

There were not many people inside, and in addition to a few family members, there were two other elders and Deputy Master Ma who were also there. But what made Han Mulin feel that the night was long and dreamy, and Li Feiyu was actually in the house.

This made Han Mulin a little frightened, as far as he knew, Li Feiyu and Elder Li should have nothing to do with each other, why did he come out of here?

When his stomach was full of doubts, Han Mulin saw that Li Feiyu was standing next to a tear-stained and delicate girl, and he couldn't help but comfort something, that kind of thoughtful appearance was very different from the look of the other brother and himself in the past, and there was no doubt that he was trapped in the love network.

It seemed that Li Feiyu was deeply in love with the shape of a drop, and Han Mulin suddenly opened his mouth, and he couldn't help but be a little frightened in his chest, and he was also very funny.

He immediately took a closer look at this woman's appearance, wanting to see how she was so charming and charming that she could capture Li Feiyu's rampant and domineering people alive.

This girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a jasper hairpin on her head, and a lotus environmental protection dress on her body, which looks very well matched with her delicate body board, and her dark hair is combed into two pigtails and placed in death, so that the already very sweet drop face brings out some naughty drops, but now the two eyes are a little red and swollen, and the whole Xiaowu looks pitiful, so that people have a kind of person who takes him into his arms and is properly distressed and excited.

"Tsk! is also worthy of a little beauty with a clear real price. Han Mulin admired it a few times in his heart, thinking that it was beyond reproach for Li Feiyu to fall into this woman's love debt, but there was also a little envy and jealousy, I don't know what year and month I can have a pink soulmate.

Perhaps seeing Han Mulin paying attention to this girl, Ma Rong hurriedly stepped forward to let the people in the house familiarize him with it.

The master of the horse gate and the white-faced Qian elder Han Mulin had already met, so naturally there was no need to say more, he immediately stepped forward to give a salute.

"Master Ma Men and Elder Qian are safe!"

"Huh! Dr. Han is here! "The master of the horse gate seems to be very approachable, and he has not put on any pomp and circumstance in Han Mulin's current situation.

"Doctor Han is Doctor Han, why do you want to bring a small print?" Han Mulin secretly slandered his opponent in his heart.

Elder Qian was very ruthless, which was exactly the opposite of the position of the main drop of the horse gate, but Han Mulin didn't go to his heart, he knew that his opponent was very special in practicing internal skills, so he had to be ruthless and cut off his desires, and he was so alienated from everyone.

Another red-faced elder with a burly body, Han Mulin has a very strange sense, and he should have never met him, but the skin in his palms is rough, and his ten fingers are short and strong, and he knows that he has a specific drop of martial arts in his hands at a glance.

"This is Elder Zhao, and he is the best teacher. Previously, he had always supervised the treasure hall outside the mountain, and the first two wizards had just returned to the mountain. Ma Rong said on the side.

Elder Zhao lukewarmly said "um" with his nose, without words, but his eyes were very suspicious, obviously he was a little convinced of the young age of this Han Divine Doctor.

Even since this Elder Zhao didn't treat his family very well, it was impossible for Han Mulin to automatically go to the other person's hot buttocks, and he also greeted him in a very flat tone, just wanting to go around the previous person.

The owner of the horse courtyard seemed to notice that the two were not satisfied, but he not only did not worry, but his face faintly showed joy.

"Although Dr. Han Xiaodi has been dripping for a few years, his medical skills can be called perfect, and he is sure that Elder Li will be able to resurrect from the dead." He suddenly began to praise Han Mulin's dripping technique.

"Really? is so young, there is really such a high drop technique! I can't believe it, isn't it better than Dr. Mo's drip technique? "This elder is also a fiery temperament, and as soon as he was separated from the strategy, he was fooled, and he didn't think about it in front of Han Mulin.

This sentence provoked a few dependents on the side who did not know what to do.

Of course, it is impossible to agree, and I hope that this little miracle doctor will be disinfected and saved!

It doesn't seem appropriate to speak and reprimand, after all, the other wall is Elder Li Di Lanjiao, who is still the majority of the people.

"Huh! Elder Zhao doesn't know, Doctor Han is Dr. Mo's apprentice, and his medical skills are better than Blue, far above Dr. Mo. The master of the horse gate was overjoyed, and added another handful of wood to the fire.

"Only a teenager is a baby, that is, the first to learn from the mother's womb, how high can medical skills be? I'm not sure of it as well, except to see it with my own eyes. Elder Zhao shook his head like a sunflower fan, still didn't expect that his family had fallen for the opponent's tricks, and he should not be offended if he offended the dripping people, and it seemed that he was also a reckless person, but he didn't know how such a dripping person could control the elder's dripping position without falling off.

Han Mulin rolled his eyes when he heard it on the wall, is my Diqiao technique good, is it necessary to testify? He clearly knew that this was a deliberate attempt by the master of the horse gate to induce the opponent to bring up the message, or he felt a little depressed.

It was obvious that this Elder Zhao and Master Ma Men were by no means a faction dripper, and they were a bit of a hateful dripping symbol.

"Elder Zhao has perfected his hands, and his ability is unlimited!" Seeing that Han Mulin's face was unhappy, the joy in his mind was even stronger, and suddenly his voice changed, meaning that he had said something unbelievable.

"Humph! Where is the master of the horse gate, dripping Xuanyin fingers to drop purity. Elder Zhao didn't seem to mind the identity of the opponent Dimen Master, and he never politely resisted with a straight face.

"Haha! Elder Zhao saved up. ”

The master of the horse gate obviously belongs to the honey-bellied sword dropper, and he doesn't care about the mockery implied in Zhao Changgu's words, and he calmly assumes the opponent and pretends to be supportive.

Elder Zhao is definitely not

You must know that although the master of the horse gate said that he was definitely not a person from the same faction, but in front of so many juniors, he automatically revealed the high-level drops, which is the same

Han Mulin listened to the words of the two of them, his expression did not change, and he pretended to have heard nothing. But I knew it in my heart, and the master of the horse gate was dividing his own family from the upper echelons of the other.

Ever since the master of the Horse Gate and Han Mulin had set foot in Song once, they had more than once beat around the bush against Han Mulin, wanting this skilled doctor to participate in the Bidi faction, so as to expand the power of Bidi.

But Han Mulin basically didn't think about participating in the Seven Daoist Sect's power struggles.

It is by no means that he is deliberately conceited, but since he has been involved in Dr. Mo and Yu Zitong, especially because he has learned two types of witchcraft, his vision has been much higher, and he has looked down on the power struggle of a small sect like the Seven Daoists. Even if he can't be a boy for a day and has no right to be a man, he can't succumb to a person like the master of the horse gate and serve as his servant.

And although Han Mulin's strength is not weak now, he is unwilling to offend his opponent, so he and Ma Menzhu started a delay war, neither approving the opponent's request, nor completely refusing, but only not giving a clear answer.

If it comes, it will be the turn of the owner of the horse courtyard to have a headache.

Because Han Mulin didn't give an answer, and his technique was not a shortcoming, he couldn't be strong against him, so he converted to his faction like this, and he didn't have an accurate explanation.

However, in order to prevent Han Mulin from joining the arms of other factions, the master of the horse gate can still destroy Han Mulin and the other top-level people as soon as he has the opportunity to get involved and divide them. These seemingly childish skills, whether they are used or not, Han Mulin does not know, but to this day, there is no upper echelon of other factions to bother Han Mulin, but this is a real drop, this night's long dream and many drops of hard work make Han Mulin secretly happy in his chest.

Today, the master of the Ma Courtyard is doing another thing, and it is estimated that he is in the heart of this Elder Zhao, and it is impossible to leave any good feelings.

When Ma Rong saw this cockfighting-like scene, he was a little flustered in his heart, and he hurriedly continued to introduce him.

"This is my master, Li." He first pointed to a middle-aged woman with a slightly shady face.

"This is ......".

"This is ......".

That girl was ranked last because of her youngest age, and her name was Zhang Sleeve, and she was actually Elder Li's niece, which surprised Han Mulin.

When the introduction to Li Feiyu was introduced, the opponent deliberately pretended not to be familiar with Han Mulin's droplet shape, revealing the cool appearance of the next person, which made Ma Rong a little embarrassed, and quickly explained to Han Mulin in a low voice:

"The Dharma protector has always been as promised, and it is this temperament that is not professionally aimed at Dr. Han's Erdi, and I ask Dr. Han to go to his heart."

Han Mulin smiled lightly, knowing that Li Feiyu was unwilling to drop his face in front of such a large number of people, revealing the relationship between the two people.

"It's nothing, I can't be with someone as usual, business as usual

It was vague, if there was nothing, and the smoke immediately spread to the whole house, making the house become a white dripping square, reaching out to see that there was no finger, and Han Mulin also dissipated in the fog strangely.

Doctor Mo frowned, Han Mulin's behavior was a little surprising, but he didn't think so, with his experience, he was able to deal with this kind of third-rate drip wrist, and there was a measure to break the drop. It's just that he has been made of limbs for fear of smoke, and he has closed his breath, and with his deep skill, he does not breathe for three or five moments, and there is no problem for Zhou Yan.

"Hmph, the skill of the insect seal, dare to pretend in front of my eyes!" Doctor Mo snorted coldly, his right hand suddenly dropped into the smoke, and the white mist under his eyes seemed to be turned by a giant stick, and he quickly rolled out of bed, exposing a large hole with a clear drop.

Didn't see Han Mulin's shadow, and Dr. Mo also kept his hands, four two-pronged, more than a dozen consecutive splits of the empty palm, dripping smoke in the house, and dismissing the dripping dripping from the courtyard gate, and the house was normalized, except for Han Mulin.

"Surprise, this boy really has some doorways, and he can actually turn his own house into a living under his eyes." Dr. Mo was a little surprised, but he didn't panic at all, he knew that he kept guarding around the door, and there was a bed bug flying by, and he couldn't escape from the informant.

He carefully scanned the whole house, the vast bookcases nearby, a writing desk, and a Taishi chair, all as usual, there was nothing different, but how could such a big living person as Han Mulin be in such a narrow space, and disappear that?

Doctor Mo's expression did not change, but there was a little grunt in his heart, but he was a strong man, bold, coughed a few times, and then shook and trembled to the corner of Han Mulin dissipating and wanted to take a closer look After all.

When he reached a distance of one foot from the corner, he was stunned, his eyes narrowed, he had already felt a wisp of killing machine, Manying was close here, and the needle was facing him, and he was preparing to get rid of it.

Dr. Mo's eyes were shining, and he repeated his glances with meticulous drops, but he still didn't realize anything very much, and he got up in annoyance at first, and there was no one around.

"The Lord enters the ground" moved in his chest, thinking that he seemed to have caught some point, and was about to investigate it, but suddenly heard the sound of the "bell" dripping on his head.

"Not good" Doctor Mo suddenly opened, and then he understood that the political enemy was hiding on the eaves, and he couldn't look back, "whew" dropping, and raising his hand up was a sharp slap in the air, wanting to hide on it, and was delusional about his own unlucky guy, and he was stunned with a palm.

The booming voice was followed by the palm dripping out and coming, mixed with a few mellow "ding" sounds.

Doctor Mo was a little puzzled, and hurriedly raised his head to take a closer look, but the whole private family couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that there was nothing on his head, not a single ghost, just a dark dripping iron bell hanging on the roof beam, and the dripping curtain was swayed by the wind of his palm, and the jingle dripping sound was floating from it, where was there half a figure of Han Mulindi!

At this time, when Dr. Mo looked up, a trace of cold light, with the momentum of lightning and not covering his ears, quietly rushed out from his feet, and quickly stabbed into his lower abdomen.

Doctor Mo was stunned and carried away, and in a hurry, he suddenly came to an iron bridge, and his whole body seemed to have no vertebrae, and he folded it backwards from the center, and narrowly let the sword pass, so that the dagger slipped against his belly, and cut a long dripping mouth on his belly, almost giving him a big disembowelment.

After letting this sword pass, Doctor Mo still didn't dare to relax, as if he had a tense spring under his feet, his body did not move, but he slid a few feet away from the trend, and then he dared to move on his back, and looked at the place where the sword light flew up in shock and anger.

I saw that Bi Shicai was standing on the floor around the dripping place, and gradually got up, and the drums got higher and higher, and finally turned into a color-lover shape, which was originally to connect the brittle bone skills, astringent skills and pseudo-concealment techniques to use the Dihan Wood Forest.

At this time, Di Bi's body was changed into clothes that were 100% the same as the ground, holding the dagger that was almost meritorious in his left hand, and his eyes were showing a look of trouble, it seemed that Han Mulin felt a lot of regret for Shicai's sword.

And Dr. Mo originally had a withered yellow face, but at this time he was a little green, he was still in danger of the sword just now, and his heart was "banged", and he was afraid of not stopping, he was by no means a rookie who had no experience of harming the society, but he was so close to death, and in the first half of his life, he was unique and only a few times, not to mention that he had always despised Han Mulin.

He took a deep breath continuously, his expression finally restored the tranquility, and his voice was a little dry:

"It seems that I am really underestimating, I love the apprentice! Er's hand is very good, and it's worth taking seriously. ”

After saying this sentence of petition, Dr. Mo raised his hands and laid them flat in front of him, Wen Cundi stared at Ziwudi's two hands without saying a word, as if he was fascinated by a couple in love, as if he had completely forgotten Han Mulin to the outside.

Han Mulin raised his eyebrows upwards and sneered, he tightened the dagger with one hand, took small square steps, and slowly dripped towards Doctor Mo.

"Magic Silver Hand"

These three words came out of Dr. Mo's mouth, and this low voice seemed to float from space, with an unimaginable charm, which made Han Mulin couldn't help but be stunned and stopped moving forward.

As soon as the words fell, Dr. Mo's body burst out steeply, and a rushing breath seemed to be ordinary for a storm, blowing more and more, and it continued to drip and scatter in all directions, filling all the huts.

And Di Han Mulin, who was walking forward, was unexpectedly vicious and ruthless, and pounced on him, and restored the persecution Di several steps in a row before he stabilized his posture and stood still.

Han Mulin's face couldn't help but change greatly, and he was shocked in his mind, knowing that the opponent was afraid that he would come up with a real Didi stunt to perfunctory himself, it seemed that the sword just now was not small enough to stab people.

"Hey, hey! Boy, you can see that the old man has become famous stunt magic silver hand, and he is also lucky for three lives. ”

Doctor Mo's arrogant voice resounded in the sky, buzzing in Han Mulin's ears, thanks to the fact that there is no internal force, so the effect is not great, it seems that the opponent is not worth using the trick of messing up, and it is used to perfunctory him again, which makes him feel at ease.

In addition, he heard Dr. Mo proudly mention the name of "Magic Silver Hand" twice in a row, which provoked Han Mulin to look at his opponent and drop his hands.

This saw that Han Mulin's eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't help but stretch out a little when he closed his lips.

I saw Dr. Mo's two hands, from the elbows upwards, the originally thin arms, as if full of qi, suddenly seemed to be full of qi, and the air swelled up, more than the original thick. What's even more surprising is that the original dry yellow dripping skin turned into silver and silver at this time, and under the sunlight, it reflected a cool drop of metallic light, as if it was difficult to change, just like real silver created dripping.

"This is exactly what Dr. Mo really does?"

Seeing this, Han Mulin's heart sank, grabbed the hilt of the sword and dripped one hand, and he couldn't hold himself and dripped a lot of night sweats, which made his palms become very wet.

It's nothing more than that Han Mulin's appearance is still quiet, and his quiet face is not revealing the slightest bit of emptiness, as if he is ignoring Dr. Mo's arrogant appearance.

Dr. Mo was a little dissatisfied, although he had looked at Han Mulin differently, he still felt that he had used a pressure box trick on a teenager to cook chicken, and he was moved by killing chickens with a cow knife.

"Do you know, Er's expression is very disgusting to me, a little hairy child who has not been deeply involved in the world, just pretends to have a number in his chest all day long, and all the work is under your control." Doctor Mo opened his mouth coldly, never whitewashing his hatred for Han Mulin.

"Oh, is it? It can make our Mo Lao feel disgusted, that is my glory, and I think that from now on, I will be able to continue this benefit and be lenient. Han Mulin no longer said a word, and resisted with sarcastic words, hoping to make the opponent show some of his feet in language.

It was obvious that Han Mulin's vain attempt was not completed, and Dr. Mo did not speak further, but "slammed" his hands and slapped each other, making a murmur of metal conflicts, which made the people's morale unstable.

Then, his body was swaying, and the person had already reached half the sky, shaking his white giant palm, turning his whole private house into a storm, and attacking Han Mulin with the momentum of Mount Tai.

It seems that he is not planning to continue grinding, but wants to rely on his divine skills to take down Han Mulin in one fell swoop.

Han Mulin also got up solemnly, staring intently at the opponent's momentum, and seeing that the opponent had jumped onto the other drop, he raised the dagger high and plunged it straight into the opponent's throat.

Seeing that Han Mulin was so big, that he didn't dodge his stubborn attack, Doctor Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said with a wicked smile: "Go die!" Later, one of the silver hands was separated, ** naked drops went to grab Han Mulin's dagger, and the other hand aimed at the upper part of the shoulder and slashed down.

In addition, he leaned towards Han Mulin's shoulder to drop this palm, which looked majestic, but in fact, he only used half a drop of skill, compared with the cruel words released from his mouth, it was not a little inconsistent, but I am afraid that Han Mulin was seriously injured, and I don't know what subtle points there are.

Han Mulin naturally didn't know the inside story of this drop, but he knew how much he liked, and it was impossible for him to use his own flesh and blood to test the hardness of the opponent's palm.

Doctor Mo showed a sarcastic look on his lips, but the two palms were castrated, and he snatched into the sword light back and forth, and he had no intention of avoiding the dripping motive.

The "bell" drip sound was crisp, and Han Mulin's dripping dagger slashed on the white giant palm, splashing a few wisps of sparks, not only did not hurt the opponent's dripping skin, but was bounced upside down.

Dr. Mo took advantage of this opportunity, flipped the palm of his hand, stretched out a five finger, and flicked it slightly on the blade of the drip sword that was retracted, Han Mulin felt that the tiger's mouth was hot, and the drop in his hand "swished" down, and flew out diagonally, without a trace of love, and flew deeply on the wall.

Following Houdi's other silver hand, he suddenly changed his palm to a claw, grabbing Han Mulin and dropping the pipa bone, wanting to plug the power of his hand and capture Han Mulin alive.

Seeing that the situation had taken a turn for the worse and was already in a deep crisis, Han Mulin did not show any hectic intentions, he shook his shoulder slightly, and got up at once, but under Dr. Mo's eyelids, it turned into a trace of light smoke, and went straight to the front line.

Doctor Mo was also frightened when he saw this kind of ghost drop method, but with the help of the descending momentum, he turned his two hands into a thick dripping curtain, covering all the light smoke under it, and there was no idea of letting Han Mulin leave.

But this wind and dust is actually very evil, it suddenly dropped, went down in all directions, with a kind of incredible drops of strange aspects, from under the screen, seeping into the clarity out, and then a sharp turn, ran to the left corner of Dr. Mo, only to stop, and step by step clear to get up, revealing the true face of Han Mulin Dilu Mountain.

Doctor Mo dropped slightly on the place where Han Mulin was originally standing, and without the slightest subsidence, he turned his body upside down like a ghost, and turned his face towards him, the original pride on his face had faded for a long time, and only a drop of Mu Ran remained, but there was a wisp in his eyes that was not easy to notice.

At this time, Han Mulin's environment was not very good, he was panting heavily, his face was a little pale, his forehead excreted wisps of night sweats, and there was a blush on his cheeks.

All kinds of these things have been explained, Han Mulin has already overspent most of his physical energy, and it is very likely that the next time, it will be difficult to use the same drop ability.

Han Mulin also seemed to be surprised, with a look of horror on his face, he took two steps back sharply, and opened a gap with his opponent before he put the dagger in his hand in front of him, and danced into a small piece of knife light, covering Dr. Mo's path, as if he had forgotten the ordeal he had eaten in the previous competition.

Doctor Mo secretly sneered, it is impossible for nature to kindly prompt political enemies, he divided his palms and soldiers into two ways to rush towards Han Mulin, ignoring Han Mang.

Witnessing the two silver hands, he immediately rushed into the sword light, but suddenly a chuckle floated from the splitting surface, this laughter was hearty, as if Orion saw the target stepping into the abyss, all of them laughed complacently.

Doctor Mo's heart sank, and he unconsciously slowed down the castration, and his posture stagnated a little, but he continued to listen to a cold and frosty language:

"Right now, it's really a big deal, look at the dagger in my hand!"

Hearing the voice, Dr. Mo couldn't help but look at the dagger, only to see that the opponent didn't know when, he had stopped dancing in his hand, and posed a strange drop pose, the upper body leaned back slightly, the dagger held in one hand was flat on the waist, and the lower body was a tense lunge with a touch, and the whole body became a pair of bow and arrows.

Speaking of the dripping dagger in the speech, unless it is a little sparkling, there is no place for any dripping, which makes Dr. Mo a little stunned, could it be that the opponent put on such a strange posture, coupled with deceitful words, he wants to disturb his mind, so as to take advantage of it?

Thinking of this, Dr. Mo felt a little ridiculous in his heart, and couldn't help but want to say a few words of joke to his opponent, but suddenly saw Han Mulin rushing forward as if he was shot out of a strong bow, turning into a sharp arrow and catapulting from the splitting surface.

Doctor Mo hurriedly put the two hands between the two hands, trying to clamp the opponent's drip sword blade with the palm of his hand, but saw that the splitting dripping dagger flickered slightly, and it changed into more than a dozen dignified dripping blades, and from the divergent position, the authenticity was difficult to distinguish between the authenticity and the straight stabbing forward.

Doctor Mo snorted, and in his heart, Han Mulin's assessment was a little lower, in front of such a master, using such a show and untruthful solution, wouldn't that be death? He could tell at a glance where the real sword blade was dropping.

Therefore, his eyes widened and he saw where the real sword was coming from, and at this time, the two hands did not move, but they castrated a little faster, in a vain attempt to smash the sharp knife with one move, so that the opponent had to capture it with his bare hands.

Seeing that the two sides were about to get involved, Han Mulin squirmed the blade of the sword in his hand slightly, and the starting point was skewed so slightly, yes, it was only a little bit different, but when it fell into the eyes of Doctor Mo, it was a drastic change in time.

Doctor Mo only thought that there was a light in front of him, and suddenly more than a dozen dazzling drops of light rose, and this luster was very intense, and there was no bit of concealment to reflect in his eyes.

Secretly screaming "not good" in his head, he retreated suddenly, and immediately closed his eyelids, but it was too late, and the silver light entered the sight in an instant, leaving no time for any reaction.

Dr. Mo felt that his eyes were hot, and then his eyes were sore and his tears were pouring out, so he might as well wipe his tears, endure the discomfort and try his best to open his eyes to look out, but only to see the white sky and dripping squares, not to mention seeing the objects, even the surface of all the drops has become multiple illusions and blurred.

At the same time, he was shocked and angry, and he was not cautious about his own meeting, and he was very remorseful for falling into the trap of his opponent for the second time.

In addition, Dr. Mo has been a prodigy for a long time after all, and he still has a rich resume in investigating and dealing with all kinds of sinister drops. He kept dripping in front of the wall and then restored, opening up the gap with his opponent, intending to delay some effort; The other wall canceled his palms again, waving in front of him, relying on the invulnerable dripping demon silver hand to block the key drops of the upper body.

He has already calculated and paid attention in his heart, before his eyes are normalized, he will never attack automatically, and all attacks must wait until he can see clearly before moving, and he has fallen into the trap of this treacherous little guy again.

Now, Dr. Mo has thrown away the original thoughts of idle thoughts, and his sinister struggle with Han Mulindi is no less than the life-and-death struggle with the strong enemy Di several times in the past.

Although he couldn't see his opponent's demeanor clearly, Dr. Mo pricked up his ears and listened contemplatively, trying to determine his opponent's next move from the sound.

As if he could see it vaguely, a figure shook in front of him, followed by a sharp voice, carrying a north wind, and rushed towards him from the front.

Regarding Han Mulindi's assassination, Dr. Mo was not panicked in his chest, but was overjoyed.

The opponent's wrist is blatantly still a little naïve, if he doesn't say a word and hides on the side to snipe, he is afraid that he is really a little worried, but such a big model from the mainstream attack, what is the horror, to know that the wind and sound drop martial arts, he has already practiced to the peak, not to say that it is a dagger drop straight stab, it is a small drop of embroidery needle pounced, he can also hear it as well.

Dr. Mo listened to the truth, but his hand deliberately slowed down, and a small drop of horse's foot leaked out in front of him, and the blatant sudden attack quickly turned around, and drilled through the gap to the door, and then went straight to the throat and neck.

Doctor Mo smiled wickedly on his face, and waited for a long time for his right hand to suddenly get out of his hand, and caught the blade of the sword like a flash, deducting the dead drop, and daring to do the dagger to drop the sharp and fast knife edge.

The opponent obviously knew that it was not good, and he was slammed back a few times with the Riba dagger, but under the control of the magic silver hand, how could he turn a fraction of a bit, it was just a waste of strength.

Dr. Mo felt a little complacent in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to be careless in his hands, for fear that the opponent would come to his senses, he let go and ran away. He couldn't see his eyes before he could restore the generality, and he used ten percent of his strength with one hand, pulled the dagger forward, and wanted to drag Han Mulin from the splitting surface, and then restrained it himself, but he felt that his hand was fluttering and dripping, as if there was nothing.

He was taken aback, he obviously still had a drop of sword blades in his hands, how could he get up so lightly for a while, even if Han Mulin let go of his hand, he shouldn't be so light.

Before Dr. Mo could figure out what was going on, he felt that a few inches in front of his throat and neck, there was a sudden sound of tearing and tearing the atmosphere, as if there was a sharp drop object, stabbing at him with ordinary titers.

Before he could think about it, the nerve endings of his limbs were reversed and he made an escape activity, and his head fell to the wall for a while, and the fight fell to his side, and his neck was twisted into an unbelievable side, in a delusional attempt to avoid this fatal blow.

After a long period of hard work, he finally had an impact at this time, and Dr. Mo only thought that his neck was cold, and the sharp droplets of objects rubbed against his neck and slid in the past, only slightly bruising some skin, and there was no heavier harm to him.

After dodging this move, Dr. Mo was afraid that the opponent would have another trick to do, so he couldn't think about it, so he actually learned Han Mulin's death trick at the beginning, and his flesh fell to the ground, and he also came to a lazy donkey rolling, and he was far away from Han Mulin before he dared to stand up again.

Dr. Mo stood up straight and felt a spicy pain on his neck, and he couldn't help but touch the wound drops, feeling that his hands were wet and dripping, and it seemed that a lot of blood was flowing out.

He hurriedly plugged the left proximal drop blood vessel with two fingers to stop the bleeding.

At the same time, he was afraid to get up, thinking that he would not hide from the past, and he didn't admit that his body was constantly waving, but he couldn't help but escape.

Thinking of this, Dr. Mo couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Han Mulin, only then did he realize that everything in his eyes was clear and conceivable, and the vision was unknown when it had become common.

I saw Han Mulin, who was glaring at the doctor with a pen with an unwilling face, obviously unwillingly for the opponent who had escaped again.

He was carrying a pointed-shaped knife soldier with a length of inches, which looked like a very short and very dripping awl from the state, and the pain was everywhere but it was originally a drop of the hilt, and it looked a little weird on the group, and there were some blood marks sticking to it, which originally hurt Dr. Mo's dripping blade.

Dr. Mo's expression was gloomy, his eyes were full of liver fire, he was almost sent to death by repeated drops of Ziwu, he couldn't stand it, and was about to burst out, but suddenly felt as if his right hand was still grasping something.

He compromised to see that it was a handleless sword blade, fluttering lightly, picked up the bed and took a closer look, only to realize that this sword blade was originally a belly drop, looking at the empty drops, hiding in the middle of the drop is the sharp cone, this sword blade is nothing more than a drop on the awl to cover people's eyes and drip.

At that time, he was full of liver fire, and he was extinguished by this long night's dream.

At the time, Dr. Mo speculated that when he began to enter the house, Han Mulin resolutely refused to let him close the door, it seems that the opponent had already buried the dark line reflected by the sun, and the opponent was so young, he could actually think of such a comprehensive and ruthless serial set, so that the old society of the other person was planted headlong into it, and it was almost impossible to liberate, the profundity of this person's city was actually inconsistent with the spring and autumn period and experience, isn't this person really a natural genius and the reincarnation of a prodigy?

He had a lot of thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was afraid, and he was full of height and night sweats.

After this setback, Dr. Mo was even more afraid of Han Mulin, and he trembled and faced Han Mulin, and he didn't have the courage to get rid of it rashly in the middle of the moment.

And Han Mulin didn't know why, he just stared at the doctor with his eyes, and there was no intention of trickling down the drop, so the two sides temporarily disappeared, staring at each other and getting up.

After a while, in an embarrassing atmosphere, Han Mulin suddenly spoke, which made Dr. Mo feel exhausted, and he froze on the spot.

"Mo Lao, let's make peace, or I surrender, what do you think?"

After saying this, as soon as Han Mulin let go, he threw the soldiers in his hand in front of his feet, revealing a pair of pure white dripping teeth, hoping to smile with a pen, and the whole village and town children looked like a thick face.

"Surrender?"

Doctor Mo felt that his ear wheel had a disadvantage and misheard the opponent's language, but then he gave feedback, and he looked at the drop iron cone abandoned by Han Mulin Committee, and he never believed it in his mind, and asked viciously:

"What the hell do you think, don't think that I will believe Erdi's words. If you want to submit, you can do it from the beginning, why bother to fight and fight Dier's life and death, and then do such a hand? ”

Han Mulin smiled and looked at the pen doctor silently, and seemed to acquiesce to the blame of Pi Di, and the two temporarily fell into a situation of holding each other.

After a while, Dr. Mo seemed to remember something extremely funny, he suddenly bowed up, hugged his stomach with both hands, and got up with a loud belly, laughing so freely that tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Haha! Ha! Ha ha! True...... I really have an idea, I actually forgot such a key thing, and I really ...... And Erming's knife and gun drip to attract. Dr. Mo said vaguely in the intermittent laughter.

Han Mulin frowned, but then he didn't care about Di Shu, he glanced out of the door, got up with a thick smile on his lips, and said unhurriedly:

"Mo Lao, don't you think that we have been blocking the drip of work for too long? It's time to wrap up. ”

Dr. Mo was slightly stunned and stopped laughing.

Bi Ranran straightened up, stiffened his face, looked at Han Mulin with a blank face, and only after half a sound did he reply coldly:

"I also feel that it's time to finish all this."

The two of them knew it in their chests, and they successfully grasped it in their hands, as if in a blink of an eye, they both found the hole cards that restrained the opponent and let the opponent show weakness.

After a while, Han Mulin slowly opened his mouth first, he was full of optimism about the self-mastering of Didi, and he was sure that he would make Doctor Mo give in, and there would be no other Didi to try.

"Mo Lao, do you know, Erdi's net worth and life are already in my hands." As soon as Han Mulin opened his mouth, he surprised people.

"My life is in Erdi's hands?" Dr. Mo sneered, his face full of disbelief.

"Don't you think it's a little strange everywhere?"

"Nonsense, I obviously see the details, and there is no ...... on the foundation of the Erdi dagger," Dr. Mo retorted, but halfway through speaking, his face changed drastically, and he got up, thinking that the injury itself was not a dagger, but the hidden dripping cone.

"It seems that I don't need to say much, Mo Lao already understands my thoughts." Han Mulin looked at his opponent with a smile.

"Even so, what can I do, don't forget, the art of Erdi is all my teaching, and I will solve any poison. Dr. Mo's face immediately returned to normality, and he opened his mouth firmly.

"Huh! I forgot to say that the drop on my blade is 'wrapped in incense'. ”

"Wrapped in incense?" Dr. Mo exclaimed in a low voice, obviously this was a big surprise to him.

"Yes, Mo Lao probably knows the benefits and disadvantages of this medicine!" Han Mulin sneered slowly.

"Nonsense, how do you prepare this kind of toxin? I know that I haven't leaked a single cent of this angle drop formula. Doctor Mo was still holding on to his skin, as if he still didn't trust what Han Mulin said, but from the wounds, he had already identified the ** points in his heart.

Seeing that Dr. Mo's lips were still unwilling to soften, Han Mulin sighed continuously, and had to interpret it.

"Don't forget, Erdiqiao's book was completely open to me, and this recipe was also entrained in a deserted Diqiao book, which is by no means a fine reading for me, but I'm afraid that I will miss it."

Dr. Mo then remembered that when he got this prescription, because there were many varieties of materials in the preparation, and the pace was also very complicated, I was afraid that he would forget what he would do in the future, so he carefully copied the method of making it and the medicinal materials needed on a piece of paper, and sandwiched it in a certain article. ”

"Let's sit down as usual, discuss properly, and hold hands on the matter of peace!" Han Mulin spoke optimistically.

With a snort, Dr. Mo ignored Han Mulin, and struggled to recall the method and medicinal effect of the "Wrapped Incense Silk" drop in his heart.

The name "Wrapped Spice" is not scary when you get up, and it even makes people think about it, and it reminds people of a little sexy. But it drips with strength, but it is like the longing of the amorous skirt, which makes people unable to accept it, and the wisps penetrate into the bones.

Once it is poisoned by the "Wrapped Incense Silk", its poison will spread through the blood and spread to the whole body step by step.

In a short period of time, the person who fell into this poison drop is an ordinary resident, which is okay, and there is no big drop. But in this way, the martial artist has a lethal dripping coercion, and the poisoned person cannot use the true qi of the inner family in vain during this period, otherwise it will promote the poisonous and quick work, so that the blood around the person will flow backwards, and the suffering will be unspeakable.

And the poisoning lasts for a long time, and the toxicity is deep in the body, and it is even more laborious.

Although the true qi droplets are suppressed, it is necessary to take oral antidote every day to suppress the toxicity, otherwise the skeletons will slowly undergo abnormal changes, causing the person to shrink at the beginning and shrink like sludge at the end, and collapse on the ground and can't turn.

What is even more prohibitive is that because the toxicity has deepened into the bone marrow, there is no way to completely eradicate it, so we have to rely on permanent use of symptomatic drugs to make it temporarily abandoned, so that the toxicity is like a love network trapped in the same, forever with life, never abandoned.

There are all kinds of materials for the preparation of this poison droplet, many of which can be replaced, although the formation of drops of evil results is no different drops, but the tangible toxicity varies from person to person, becoming unpredictable. The detoxification is naturally not equal, and only the processing of this poison drop can have a target to curb the toxicity. The other people, even if they know the method of preparing the "wrapped incense silk" drops, have no way to prepare the antidote.

As soon as this arrived, the poisoned person's life was controlled in the hands of the poisoner, so he had to obey his orders and had no courage to fight.

Dr. Mo filtered the image of the "tangled incense silk" drop in his heart once, and he already understood in his heart whether Han Mulin had any fear of dropping syrup.

He laughed in his heart, his face did not change, and his mouth dripped out:

"That's what happened to you?"

"Boy, if you don't have another trick, just don't come up with anything!"

Han Mulin's heart sank steeply, and when he saw that Doctor Mo was unswerving, and he didn't take some threats to him in his heart, he knew that he had concluded that he had missed something.

He saw that Dr. Mo really didn't take this poison in his heart, and the poison of the opponent's "tangled incense" was in his body, but he didn't care about it, and he didn't feel the slightest trace of the opponent's nerve endings.

Because of this, Han Mulin understands very well that he is in a disadvantaged situation, and the opponent seems to have the greatest control and takes him down.

Seeing Han Mulin silent, Dr. Mo smiled, the cunning look in his eyes passed, and his mouth shouted:

"Iron slave, go and take him down for me."

As soon as he heard this, Han Mulin quickly remembered, since he entered the house, he seemed to have completely forgotten a certain key role, he didn't think about it, and hooked the blade with his toes, and the iron cone took the initiative to jump into Pidi's hand.

At this moment, a great tamarin shadow with a gale of wind rushed out of the corner of the room, and it came to the next drop in an instant, so fast that Han Mulin basically couldn't dodge.

In desperation, he had to stab the tip of the drop in his hand straight into the lower abdomen of the shadow drop, hoping to intercept it a little, so that he could have a chance to escape his breath.

Han Mulin heard the truth on the side, and the gas was dripping with smoke, these two people were really treacherous, shameless to each other, and they actually regarded the flesh and body as a drop in the bag, and they didn't pay any attention to the owner's opinion, but now, the real drop also doesn't know what to do.

Dr. Mo gave up his worries, and after taking care of it, he didn't want to postpone it any longer.

He didn't know where to stuff a few delicate dropping gold needles, and quickly implanted them in the secret acupoint of the outer drops, so that his face was full of red light, his heart was soaring, and he had enough blood to exert magic, and it was impossible to make mistakes.

followed to Han Mulin's side, picked up Pidi's body, straightened his posture, and made it on the ground. On his own, he was splitting his face, clasping his shoulders with his hands and sitting down.

Doctor Mo pinched a magic decision in his hand, and as soon as he let go, a red light shot out from his hand and smashed onto the drop pattern under Han Mulin's body, and he got up with a few jade stones everywhere at that time.

Then, the low and muffled sound of a spell came from Dr. Mo's mouth