Chapter 45: The Bell of Death
"If you kill you, you will kill you, do you think we don't dare?" The wonderful boy stepped forward with an axe, eager to immediately split Princess Lanlun.
Princess Lan Lun closed her eyes and looked at death as if she were home. She felt that she deserved to die at the hands of any of them, and that she should pay her father's debts.
"Stop!" At this moment, a knife flashed, and the axe in the hand of the wonderful boy was knocked to the ground by a short knife with a 'clang'. It was too late, it was fast, and a low humanoid kicked the wonderful boy out of the way. As soon as this person landed, he scolded angrily: "You two little guys, why are you so reckless and disobedient, haven't you confessed to you? Why, don't you have guts?"
Princess Lan Lun opened her eyes and went with the prestige. This one didn't matter, so much so that she really jumped. This person is more than a foot tall, with a fat head and big ears, a full beard, and angry eyes. At first glance, he is a reckless person. But listening to him, he is not a reckless person.
"Are you?" Prince Mo Fan looked at him with a blank expression.
"Thousands of miles downwind, meet Prince Mo Fan. The visitor flicked his sleeve and fell to his knees on one leg.
"A thousand winds?"
"Yes, the son of your father's former retainer, Feng Zihua. ”
"You're so big, I don't even recognize you. Prince Mo Fan was surprised and stepped forward to help him up. "Why are you in Bloodwash City?"
"I don't come here very often, don't I have some friendship with these two little guys? ”
"What about your father?"
"He's the capital of Erlan City now, an idler. Feng Qianli said, glancing at the wonderful boy who was kicked away by himself. The wonderful boy sat on the ground from afar, with his mouth full of blood, and looked at him angrily and without words. "What's the matter, aren't you convinced?" Feng Qianli got up and walked forward, picked up the wonderful boy and spun around, and threw him out again.
"The wind is thousands of miles, just enough to stop, don't punish the wonderful boy anymore. Prince Mo Fan couldn't stand it anymore, and the white ghost also felt that the wind was a little too much, and he flew out with a ghost and caught the wonderful boy and took him in his arms. "It's okay!" the white wivel looked at him with some distress.
"It's okay, I brought it all on myself. The wonderful boy spat out a mouthful of blood and pushed the white withered ghost away. He is a young man with clear eyebrows, don't look at him with a baby face, he is not young, he is one thousand and thirty-two years old, and he is a veritable immortal fairy.
There are three strings of copper bells hanging around his neck, these three strings of copper bells are terrifying deadly bells, but if these three strings of bells are fired together, no one can parry.
Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, the wonderful boy will not easily use this killer feature.
The wonderful boy also has a divine object, called the ghost blowing the lamp, once this divine object is used, the heaven and the earth are instantly dim, the wind is fierce, and the dead warriors can gather in an instant to become an invincible and invincible death squad.
It's just that the ghost blows the lamp has been hidden by him in a mysterious place and sealed by him.
He said that the reason why he stayed in the Bloodwashing City was to wait for the return of the owner of the Bloodwashing City, and secondly, to blow the lamp on the precious ghost who guarded him.
This thing is the only magic weapon for him to crusade against Erlan City with his master in the future and establish the world.
Mo Fan looked at everyone and asked the white withered ghost, "Where is the demon Shao?" I want to see him. ”