Chapter 173 Killer

Lonely Xinju naturally didn't know Leng Yuexin's depression, and he couldn't close his mouth happily all day long.

The brothers under his command are really powerful, and the rapid improvement of their strength, including Ling Moli, should not be underestimated, and the fight with that fat body is extremely weird, even the best among soldiers like Leng Xiaoshan have nothing to do with him!

However, Lonely Heart did not let these core backbones blatantly cultivate, these brothers are their own hole cards, and Ling Moyu, who has made rapid progress, is his trump card.

"All that's left is to wait for the arrival of the legion's competition. "Lonely Heart can't help but look forward to it

As soon as the end of the moon passes, it is the beginning of the month again.

Since the overlord does not pay attention to being in a state of cultivation at all times, and pays more attention to the efficiency and utilization rate of the pulse ray transformation pulse, therefore, the lonely heart spends a lot of time on the study of the Temple of Heaven brewing and qin techniques, and while studying these things, slowly run the law of the overlord to digest those rays, so that the utilization rate of time will be greatly improved.

This kind of truth is very simple, just like washing and cooking in ordinary times, you can put things in the pot, pour water on the pot, and then cut other dishes at the same time, which can save a lot of time, and the same is true of the cultivation principle of the lonely heart.

Ling Moyu also accompanied Gu Xinbori, she seemed to enjoy this kind of time, this kind of chin in one hand to watch Gu Xinju very serious modulation of the piano music, she seemed to enjoy this feeling, accompanied Gu Xinju to mix the proportion of various ingredients in the Temple of Heaven and the time to boil

This seems to have become the shijie of the two of them, making her linger, even. She had a 'hallucination'. Let her wish that the flow of time could slow down

Lonely Heart clapped his hands. He had just put the ingredients for a huge bamboo tube of Temple of Heaven Brew, added baking powder, and made the tightest mud seal.

Detached his attention from the huge bamboo tube, Gu Xinju was suddenly stunned, he felt a chill that made him cold, but at this time, Ling Moyu was still concentrating on fiddling with another huge bamboo tube.

Lonely Heart kept making psychological hints to himself, so that his heart that was more than one hundred and fifty times quickly calmed down. Then, as usual, he walked to the side of a bamboo tube, opened the lid, and let the aroma of the Temple of Heaven brewed in the bamboo tube waft out.

took out a small jade wine spoon, lightly hit some, and then, gently put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and tasted it quietly for a long time.

"Ahh unscrupulously vented his inner admiration for this wine.

Gu Xinju smiled faintly, and put the jade wine spoon into the bamboo tube again. Stirring gently, at the same time, I don't know when, a pamphlet has appeared in his left hand, as if he is using the pamphlet to refine and study his own sake jishu.

Suddenly, Gu Xinju scooped out a little wine from the small wine spoon again, looked at the bamboo tube as if talking to himself, and said, "Since you're here, how about you taste the wine and give a few comments?"

Ling Moyu smiled beside him, "You guy, why do you like to play tricks on people, I've always been here, and what do you say like outsiders." ”

Gu Xinju didn't answer her words, but brought the small wine spoon to his mouth, not to talk to Ling Moyu, but as if to talk to himself, "Hehe, it seems that you don't have a mouth, tsk" He drank it all again, "Ah" was a long drag, raised his head and closed his eyes, as if he was still immersed in this endless wine.

"Good wine!" exclaimed.

"You?" Ling Moyu smiled bitterly, usually seeing that Gu Xinju was much more funny, he didn't know it anymore, so he ignored him, but concentrated on getting her big bamboo tube. This big bamboo tube was set up at her strong request, and it was completely hers

When Gu Xinbori put the small wine spoon into the bamboo tube again, a hand suddenly appeared next to him, and I don't know what method was used, so I snatched the small wine spoon from his hand lightly.

Raise your neck.

Drink it all.

"How about this wine?" Lonely Heart was like a trick, and there was a small jade wine spoon in his hand, scooping it up and pouring it down.

"It's really good wine!" a voice sounded behind Gu Xinju, and then, the man behind him sighed softly, "I've been drinking wine for decades, compared to this wine, it's just horse urine!"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Xinju's face was still relatively calm, but Ling Moyu next to him was discolored!

You must know that this room is an exclusive room for the two of them, and no one in the entire Second Corps dares to come in casually, even if it is Leng Yuexin of the Legion, if you want to come in, you have to say hello in advance!

Who the hell is it?

I entered this room without even feeling anything!

Listening to the voice is very unfamiliar, being able to enter here shows that its strength is terrifying, daring to be so careless, and not to mention the entire military camp!

The hair of the hair exploded completely.

Ling Moyu didn't even dare to look back, an instinctive fear that she had never had before, made her tremble, she looked at the young man not far from her side with the corner of her eye, and she didn't know weishenme, she naturally thought of him, in a trance that he was her own harbor, with him, everything was not a problem.

It's just that she doesn't know that the young man's current heartbeat was forcibly suppressed by him, and his current composure is pretending to be using eighteen skills.

"This wine is called Temple of Heaven Brew, but it is a secret system that is not passed down, and it is naturally impossible for you to drink it in other places. Lonely Heart smiled, still tasting his Temple of Heaven brew, and at the same time, using the delay of these words, his mind kept thinking about countermeasures.

The man nodded, and the small wine spoon in his hand reached out again, another spoonful.

"This wine combs the body's pulses, expands the meridians, and lubricates the meridians. That's why this wine is so refreshing. ”

"Hmm. The man nodded, and drank the wine in his mouth again. His tone sounded extremely flat, "Drinking your wine can be regarded as a show of affection, then, I will give you two minutes, or rather, let you live for two more minutes! In these two minutes, if you ask me to give up killing you, then you can live today!"

Ling Moyu shuddered, and the jade wine spoon in his hand fell into the big bamboo tube. She was not afraid of death, but an instinctive fear of human beings, and the sudden event made her heart unable to settle down.

The corner of her eye stared at Gu Xinbori, at this time, this young man who could almost be called her own man was already her backbone.

"Haha" is lonely and doesn't laugh back, and it's Daxiao, Haha can't stop laughing.

"Hmph. The man gave a cold look, "If you want to rely on loud laughter and prompting others to come to the rescue, you are killing yourself." The whole legion, I don't have an opponent to look at yet!"

Ling Moyu's body trembled again, and sure enough, he guessed it, the strength of the other party was very strong, and it was definitely at the level of an eighth-level pulse martial artist! This kind of high-level pulse martial artist, not to mention a bunch of soldiers, even if it was a corps rushing up, it was just in vain!

What to do?

What to do!

Ling Moyu's heart was in turmoil!

Qingfeng and Mingyue's two aunts have returned to their lonely home, and they can't quench their thirst at all!

It seems that the other party has been prepared for a long time, so he took advantage of the departure of the two eighth-level pulse martial artists to attack Gu Xinbori and himself.

Is it heaven and soul for me?

Ling Moyu began to despair a little!

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and strategy, all are floating clouds.

"haha" Gu Xinju exaggerated daxiao, turned around, put the jade small wine spoon in the bamboo tube, and then looked at the person behind him, shook his head, and then there was a burst of hahadaxiao, but he just didn't say weishenme.

"What are you laughing at?" the man seemed a little angry, but he was still calm on the surface, as calm as water in a water tank, without a ripple.

"It's a killer!" Ling Moyu's breathing was about to stop. Because, only a killer can maintain such a calm posture!"Someone specially invited an eighth-level killer to deal with me and Lone Heart!"

Thinking of this, Ling Moyu's heart was completely cold. If you encounter a seventh- or eighth-level pulse martial artist and have the idea of dealing with your opponent, then if you encounter an eighth-level killer, you will die and flee!

Because, the horror of an eighth-level killer is no less than that of a ninth-level super-strong person who twists the space wind and thunder!!(To be continued......