187 Nails (Asking for a Commuter Pass)

"Naturally, there is a saying in the sect, but I am just curious today, and I always want to take a look at the young heroes of your Heavenly Dao Sect. A third-order tattoo hunt can actually snipe two fourth-order tattoo battles, and a fifth-order tattoo battle, and can also seriously injure the third young master of my family. The most powerful thing is that he escaped under my unsuccessful brother, and now it seems that since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers, and this is indeed the truth. The more Mu Lianchun spoke, the more ruthless he became, and when he talked about the worst, he seemed to be gritting his teeth.

As soon as they heard that it was tattoo hunting, the disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect couldn't help but look at Bu Li. In the entire Hate Mountain Sect, there is only such a pattern hunt as Bu Li, who can it be if it is not Bu Li? This matter is only known to Luo Qingquan and Du Tianci and the people concerned Bu Li and Jiang Canyu in the Hate Mountain Sect, and the other disciples have not heard of it.

Whether it was Du Tianci or Mu Lianchun of the Blood Evil Sect, they were all unattainable figures in the eyes of the disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect, and when they heard what they said, they didn't know what Lu Dao was talking about. But about tattoo hunting, is it impossible to say that the person who sniped the fourth-order and fifth-order tattoo battle is really not able to step away? When will that kid be so powerful?

He went up the mountain and killed the two Wu brothers, but that was just an outer disciple, the fourth and fifth orders? That is the level of the elders of the Hate Mountain Sect, right, a fledgling remnant boy can do this? This is too unbelievable.

With everyone's eyes, Mu Lianchun naturally had already set his eyes on the only tattoo hunt. Walking away from a suit of animal skin, with a horned longbow behind him, if you can't see it, you're really blind.

Mu Lianchun stared at Bu Li viciously, as if he wanted to rip off a piece of flesh from Bu Li's body. Bu Li smiled slightly, not careless. The big black around him was trembling violently, and the disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect who were standing beside Bu Li were cautiously avoiding. Try to stay away from each other. One is that Mu Lianchun's eyes are too sharp, as if they are substance. Even standing next to Buli felt uncomfortable. The second is that they are afraid that the useless hunting pet who walks away will be pulled to the ground with feces and urine. It's dirty when you think about it.

"Is this the young hero?" Mu Lianchun gritted his teeth, and the masseter muscles on both sides were stretched, like two small hills.

Bu Li didn't speak, at this time, it was naturally when Du Tianci was in front of him, otherwise what was the point of what the powerful existence in the white mist was doing? Otherwise, he might as well flee directly from the Hate Mountain, and the people of the Blood Evil Sect might not be able to catch him.

Besides, the last time he shot, whether it was Hu Wu or Du Tianci. Or maybe his cheap uncle said that he was too reckless and impulsive, just look at it this time and see how Du Tianci carried this matter. Standing without caring about himself, he looked at Mu Lianchun with a smile, smiling and not saying a word.

Du Tianci also saw the formation of the Blood Evil Sect, where was this passing, but a surprise attack that had been planned for a long time. According to the sect, on the Lancang Plain, dozens of people were killed and injured by the two sides who were above the fifth order of the engraving masters. After the last round, the two sides were deadlocked, and then they reluctantly retreated. Like two fierce beasts, they stare at each other, and they want to take advantage of the moment when the other party is not paying attention, and pounce on them to bite their opponents to death.

The Heavenly Dao Sect had also thought that the Blood Evil Sect would directly attack the Hate Mountain, but since that retreat. Both sides fell silent and did not move. Although the other three major sects were happy to see the jokes, they also came forward to mediate. Naturally, no one believes in this hypocritical peace. However, it was already calm, and Hate Mountain only maintained a connection with the Heavenly Dao Sect Sect with a teleportation soul array.

Although it is said that it is not very likely that the Blood Evil Sect will come directly to Hate Mountain without regard for face. But he still cautiously left a teleportation soul array, once there was a difference. Nor did it delay anything.

Since the Blood Evil Sect approached in a big way, Du Tianci ordered Luo Qingquan to launch a teleportation array. At this time, the major elders should have already arrived, why did they still not move quietly?

Although Du Tianci was extremely anxious, his face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "What kind of young hero, but just a bastard, that night Elder Nie Xinlei was teaching him to break the gold and break the jade, there is no way to go down the mountain to snipe the third prince of your sect, it is absolutely impossible." ”

Walking on the road, if you really live for a long time, you have to be thick-skinned, looking at Du Tianci like that, if you change to a young and casual person, I am afraid that you will really think that what he said is true. has a loyal face, and there is a natural advantage in telling lies.

"Du Tianci, don't think about your teleportation array, if you can come from the Heavenly Dao Sect, you will have already descended the mountain at this time, why wait until now. Mu Lianchun said coldly, with an expression of wisdom beads on his face.

When Du Tianci heard Mu Lianchun say this, his face remained unchanged, but his heart was cold. I have already begun to think about how I will escape with my steps. As for whether the Hate Mountain Sect will be baptized in blood after he and Bu Li escaped, that is another matter, and it is not in Du Tianci's consideration at all.

Seeing that Du Tianci didn't say anything anymore, Mu Lianchun sneered and said, "My indisputable younger brother is responsible for protecting the third son, because of his dereliction of duty, he was punished by the rules of the sect, and now he is still locked in a blood prison, suffering every day. can make my brother such an embarrassed character, how can I not come and see it with my own eyes, Du Lao'er, if you want to leave today, I will never stop you. If you do it, don't blame me for ignoring so many years of friendship!"

At this point, there is no room for manoeuvre. Among the powerhouses of the Soul Lan Continent, there are very few people who speak to this extent, which means that there is no end to death.

The three elders of the Blood Evil Sect and the dozens of elite disciples behind them had a bloody aura on their bodies, and a bloody soul array rotated in the center, and a figure began to become real from the unreal.

Who is teleporting? This kind of teleportation soul array that you carry with you consumes a lot, and it can only cast spells at a short distance, so it is not very useful, so the monks of the Soul Lan Continent rarely use this kind of teleportation array.

But at such a moment, someone actually teleported over, and there must be something different. Du Tianci looked intently, only to see that the figures in the blood array gradually became clear, and a costume of hating the Mountain Sect actually appeared in the blood array of the Blood Evil Sect.

Du Tianci knew what was wrong in the middle of the Dao, it turned out that the miscellaneous servant of the Mountain Hate Sect who had been managing the mirage in the inner hall of the Hate Mountain Sect and was responsible for adding soul stones to the soul array was actually a nail of the Blood Evil Sect?!

Luo Qingquan couldn't believe his eyes, what was the origin of that disciple? Seeing that honest and simple face, Luo Qingquan was in a trance. For so many years, this man has been conscientious, trembling and careful to do chores. ...... year ...... year How many years ago, the strongest person of a "remnant clan test" came to the Hate Mountain Sect, survived by luck, and began to become taciturn, even if the people of the whole clan were scattered and sold to all parts of the Soul Lan Continent, and became a piece of soul stone of the Hate Mountain Sect, this person did not fight to the death for the people of the whole clan like other Xishan Relic Clans.

When Luo Qingquan barely found the origin of this person from his memory, he still couldn't believe that this was actually true. The remnants of Xishan have always been known for their courage. Especially the kind of helpless resistance that was forced to resist, and it was heroic. Every time in order to suppress the rebellion of the remnants of Xishan, Luo Qingquan had to send a few elders. There are even some races that don't even accept women and children, and would rather die than live at the mercy of the Hate Mountain Sect.

And the Xishan relict in front of him, who can't even remember his name, is an alternative. Watching the warriors of the whole clan die in a pool of blood, they remained silent, as if they had become numb. Then he fell seriously ill, and even lost his ability to carve and soul arts. begging for a bite to eat in the Hate Mountain Sect, letting others humiliate him, he never smiled honestly and never resisted.

Such a handyman, who is so useful, has gradually forgotten his origin by everyone, and he just snorts and drinks. Decades have passed, and the wind and frost have gradually covered the man's sideburns, and he has become old. And the sect master and elders of the Hate Mountain Sect are still the same as they were many years ago, and they are the same high-spirited.

From the handyman who swept the floor, again and again because of the lack of manpower, he stepped into the inner door of the Hate Mountain Sect. When he first entered the inner hall, Luo Qingquan also observed this person for a long time, but he never saw him do anything beyond the norm. Every time I was free, I didn't cultivate, but stood in front of the window and looked at the scenery in the hated mountain in a daze.

I'm afraid this person is already stupid, this is Luo Qingquan's initial impression. However, when he began to manage the mirage, every mirage was carefully recorded, no matter how remote it was, as long as Luo Qingquan needed it, he could find it. is honest and easy to use, how can such a person not be appreciated by Luo Qingquan. More than ten years have passed, day after day, year after year, and there seems to be no other change except for the vicissitudes of time slowly climbing up the man's sideburns and forehead.

How could it be him! Luo Qingquan looked at the man in a trance, but he couldn't think of this person's name when he searched his stomach.

When he went down the mountain, he seemed to kick him and let him open the soul array. Such an important matter, Luo Qingquan should have done it himself. But in Luo Qingquan's mind, this person is like a metal puppet of Tianji Mansion, he will never make mistakes, and he will always be loyal and honest.

But what could he be...... Until that person's figure became clear from nothingness in the Blood Evil Sect's magic circle, Luo Qingquan was still thinking, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, how could it be him!

Du Tianci's face was gloomy and could drip water, Luo Qingquan was in a haze in his mind at this time, this time I was afraid that the Hate Mountain Sect would really be washed by the blood of the Blood Evil Sect, and the chickens and dogs would not be left.

It's not a good feeling to be betrayed by someone you believe in the most. But Luo Qingquan suddenly thought that it was he who ordered the killing of this person's clan, and it was he who beat and insulted this person again and again, but why did he be so confused that he would actually believe in a Xishan relic? !

"Sect Master Luo is good. The traitor of the Xishan Relic Clan bowed down as if he was doing what he had been doing for decades, simple and serious, but with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, extremely cruel. (To be continued......)