This Transformation Divine Knife is indeed vicious, I'm afraid it's not just that, Bai Lang can even detect the essence above that is not quite consistent with the Guan Ba in front of him - this must have a foundation, maybe it also absorbed some different kinds of essence from somewhere to perform this miraculous skill.

The strands of hair are like living creatures, writhing and drilling into the gangqi, and the gangqi of the golden bell jar is really difficult to stop. Therefore, the white wave stimulated the qi of the great sun, and the brilliant great sun directly turned the bronze bell of the golden bell jar into a dazzling gold, and a blazing fire also emitted from the white wave. "All the evil things, the ghosts and spirits will be turned to ashes under the great sun!" Wherever Bai Lang's internal force went, the black hair gradually turned into a foul-smelling black smoke and dissipated.

The vicious low curse sound had already dissipated before Bai Lang could hear it clearly, and in the midst of the majestic bells of the Great Sun, all these evil things would not last long. However, Guan Ba was not attacked by the death knife he sent out after it was broken-once it was issued, it had nothing to do with him, otherwise why would he pay the price of baldness? This guy took advantage of this opportunity to run away and dodge the road to the backyard.

Although he said that he would kill you, Bai Lang also knew that this matter was very difficult to do after a round of temptation - everyone is a congenital master, especially if there are many people on the other side, it is really difficult to kill him, and he himself is the golden bell shield bodyguard, and the other party does not want to fight for serious injuries and death, so what else can be done? Even if Pu Xiang's family is lucky, if Bai Lang rushes to the place, there are still people alive.

Bai Lang swept through the corridor like the wind, and he did bring a whirlwind, after this battle, Bai Lang felt that he had more control over the wind. Bai Lang, who was involved in the backyard, saw corpses, corpses all over the ground, almost all of them were poisoned to death - because there were no injuries on these people except for blood on their mouths and noses. Some people still breathe a sigh of relief, and luckily the little girl he had seen before was one of them.

Bai Lang grabbed the little girl, and the internal force rushed out and injected into the girl's body to expel the poison and preserve her vitality. Bai Lang had never tried to detoxify before, and naturally he didn't know what to do, so he could only say that he sensed the toxins in the meridians and gradually pressed them out of the meridians. And if he is to maintain his vitality, the internal force of his golden bell jar can only be said to be not effective in this regard......

The strong internal force could not save the little girl's vitality, and when Bai Lang rushed to the front hall with her in his arms, those people had already run away. "How to detoxify?" Bai Lang also had a headache, this person's mood is no longer the time when he just entered the city, and his originally relaxed mood has already been filled with nameless anger - it doesn't matter if black eats black, anyway, he saw a lot when he was a tooth thug, but it hurt innocent children, which made him very angry.

To say that adults and the elderly may have benefited from all kinds of bad things, it makes sense that things are served by others, but children can't be counted like this. This is Bai Lang's bottom line in his daily life, no matter how fierce he kills, even if it is a child of Tartar, he has never done it. The poisons used by these people seem to be quite powerful, and Bai Lang also knows that many poisons have no antidote at all - they can only be relieved by inducing vomiting. "If it is a modern society, it can be sent to the rescue. But where do I find the national player here?"

With Bai Lang's martial arts, the majesty of the innate true qi could not restore the vitality of the little girl, watching the little girl's breathing gradually become rapid and low, Bai Lang's eyebrows became heavier and heavier - if it was a bit casual to say that I was going to save people, now Bai Lang's mood is simply the rolling thunder in the sky, and the white tiger in his heart roars. However, those who are responsible for this have already fled without a trace, and even if they keep Bai Lang, they will not fight them now - although they are angry, Bai Lang is still sensible.

He hugged the little girl and walked directly into the air, and ran all the way to the city and dozens of miles outside the city before stopping. The little girl was already dead, Bai Lang put her on the ground, carefully helped the little girl tidy up, and wiped the bloodstains. Bai Lang stood up, waved his right hand flatly, and a big tree was directly broken by him - this is a tree as thick as one person hugging. And the white waves pull away the bark, break the trees from them, and hollow them out.

This can be regarded as making a coffin, and after putting the little girl in, Bai Lang dug a pit and buried it, as for the tombstone-Bai Lang doesn't even know what this girl's name is? So Bai Lang just buried her under a tree, peeled off a piece of bark and pointed to it and wrote a simple character on it.

Bai Lang stood here for a while, he wanted to smoke a little, but he didn't. He touched his lips, feeling more and more disgusted by what he had seen. "I'm going to kill those bastards! One is called Guan Ba, right? But before you kill him, you have to find out who poisoned him? Who did this game...... There's no need to think about this, it's not wrong to find the hall master of the six-and-a-half hall and the head hall master. ”

This matter has to be considered in the long run, and once this is done, his plan to be a small landlord here will be considered to be in vain. However, Bai Lang didn't feel frustrated, but was a little eager to try, "I really want to do it right away." "The inn still has to go back, but Bai Lang feels that he can live a more casual life. "A certain person is born as a beggar, so it doesn't matter if you just find a house or a land temple where no one lives!"

In short, first find out the distribution of various forces in this Jicheng, and then figure out who is the subordinate boss of whom, and then can you kill people in a targeted manner. And joining the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, which was hostile to the Six Fen and a Half Hall, was not Bai Lang's option in the first place - he didn't want to join any organization. "It's hard to jump out of the dung pit, there's no need to choose another one and jump in! Good people don't mix with the community!"

There are mirrors in this world, not bronze mirrors but real mercury mirrors, and when Bai Lang went to the inn to check out and take back his luggage, he also took a look, "Sure enough, in addition to the official robe and armor that suits a certain family, I'm afraid it's a beggar's service...... Serious scholar clothes and chivalrous costumes are not suitable for a certain style. He looked at the big man in the mirror, his beard was already stubble, and he saw that he was about to explode after a while, and of course he could cover his still tender face.

At the moment, there was no one ambushing him on the road or in the inn, and Bai Lang knew what was going on when he walked on the road after leaving...... There was a chubby smiling bald guy like Maitreya waiting for him in front of him, Bai Lang glanced at the fat man and shook his head, and sat down on the tea stall on the side, ready to listen to what this person wanted to say.