"Demon, do you still want to run?"

Yin Shuiliu opened his eyes, and before he could look at the other numbered ones, he came from the sky with a loud shout.

The sunny mountains are like dark clouds rolling and thunder is rising.

Just this time, Yin Shuiliu was shocked by this sound and his mouth, nose, ears and eyes were bleeding together, and the connections in his body that had just recovered three paths were almost bursting, so that he was about to fall into a coma before he could see the surrounding situation clearly.

"So weak?"

When a voice of disdain sounded in his ears, a long-lost voice also sounded at the same time: "Amitabha, Teacher Yin?"

His right hand was held, and a pure and peaceful warmth flowed into his body, and Yin Shuiliu's dizziness was greatly reduced immediately, and he didn't need to look at it, but he also knew who the monk who helped him up at this time.

Mantra.

Since he was ten years old, he had met this mantra monk eight times, and the third time he had been called his teacher because of jokes. They had fought against Sanhe on the seventh mission, when the opponent's martial arts cultivation was already unfathomable, forcing Yin Shuiliu to give up the 5,000 number value in that mission and let the mantra take the first credit.

"Thank you, Monk Gaoyi. ”

Yin Shuiliu raised his sleeves to wipe away the bloodstains, and while thanking the mantra, he caught a glimpse of a figure passing in the sky above, with a terrifying lightning momentum, chasing after another black mist in front of him.

Obviously, it was this person who stunned him as soon as he drank it, and behind this person, there were more than a dozen figures, almost like wolf smoke, and the momentum was really terrifying.

Sure enough, it's a plane of difficulty six.

"Amitabha, if Teacher Yin dies, the little monk will lose 36,000 numbers, and he should help him, but it has nothing to do with my Buddha's compassion, and it has nothing to do with the fate of you and me in the past. ”

The appearance of the mantra is only twenty-five or six, and he is born with the appearance of a kind monk, who claims that his words must be true, and he does not say anything if he is not true, except for the time when he recites Buddhist scriptures like a Buddhist disciple, he is really not involved with people outside the party at other times. After Yin Shuiliu was fourteen years old, he no longer used his hands to kill, but with a mouth that he could babble on and on all day long.

"I haven't seen it for a long time, Teacher Yin has undergone such a big change, not only has his cultivation plummeted, but he is also so self-defeating and pure, which really makes the little monk surprised what kind of change can make Teacher Yin so ruthless. The little monk doesn't really say anything, with your current strength, Mr. Yin, you really shouldn't come in this time, and it's really difficult for the little monk to say something untrue, I'm afraid that I will have to change the title of Mr. Yin in the future. ”

The mantra was without a robe, wearing the clothes of this world, he put his hands together, his face was compassionate, he recited Amitabha, and calmly called Yin Shuiliu: Yin Gonggong.

Yin Shuiliu remained silent, and replied that the monk was concerned, and the monk of the mantra only entered the body with true qi, so he found out that he was not the slightest surprised, let alone the slightest humiliation of this title.

With his many years of city government, how can he easily show his anger to others.

Except for the mantra, all the others are on the side of this hill.

Yin Shuiliu looked at it slightly, plus him, among the fourteen people, there were eight men and six women, except for the truth, the others were all new to each other. With this sound as a test of strength, he was the weakest, and although the two men and one woman in the others were also bleeding from their mouths and noses, they could stand up strongly.

"I can't even stop a shout of anger, who gave you the confidence to choose to enter?"

After a young man said that Yin Shuiliu was too weak, he didn't feel the slightest interest in Yin Shuiliu and the greetings of the mantra, he looked left and right a few times, and introduced himself: "Zhao Han, in our world, he is a disciple of the great sect, who is here who is the inheritance number, the first time to enter the world of tribulation?"

If the numberer dies in the Overworld, the identity of the numberer will be inherited by others in the other world, and it is called the Inheritance Numberer, and the Raid World is the name of the system by different numberers, and these titles are really innumerable, and Yin Shui Liu has long been accustomed to it. And among the numberers, such as him, a person from the earth in the previous life, he has not met a single person since then. In other words, he is not sure if anyone is his hometown in his previous life.

"Lauder. ”

A strong man in his thirties spoke in a low voice, his eyes all on Yin Shuiliu.

When they looked at each other, Yin Shuiliu was horrified in his heart, not only could he not take his eyes off, but in the eyes of the other party, he was like a weak baby caught in a whirlpool, completely uncontrollably flying towards the strong man who called himself Lauder.

"It's really rude, if you ask for someone else's things, you have to at least say a few words to others, how can you take it so forcefully. ”

Yin Shuiliu felt a warm breeze blowing, dissolving all the momentum of his deep whirlpool, and suddenly felt a warm feeling all over his body, but his sideburns were all scattered.

Touch your hand to the bun, and the hairpin forked on it has fallen into the hands of others.

The person who spoke to help him was a charming woman, who made the man's heart crisp with every word and deed, holding his hairpin in his hand, and motioned to Lauder: "Want this?"

Lauder's face was jealous, and he signaled that he was not hostile and said: "It's that I'm in a hurry, just because this thing may contain very rare spirits in our world, so I can't control my greed for a while, and the same is true in Madame's other world?"

The woman called herself Zi Jiao, and said in a coquettish voice: "You are so good that you have no eyesight, which is the lady, and the husband and wife don't know where they are." ”

She didn't answer Lauder's question at all, her eyes looked at Yin Shuiliu, and she said with a grin: "Good looking father-in-law, can you give me this hairpin?"

"My sister likes it, that's Yin's honor. ”

The big difference between the three thousand worlds, Yin Shuiliu has long known it, his hairpin is the most common in the main world, but in the other world, it may be a treasure that kills rivers of blood.

No one has coveted it many times before, but this time when entering the world's sixth difficulty plane, there are actually two people who have taken a fancy to it at the same time. This item is useless to him, it is useful to people in other worlds, and Yin Shuiliu encountered this situation for the first time, and he doesn't know if it is one of the six. And these two people, including Zhao Han, who was proud before, and now saw the two of them make a move, and was silent, they were all masters that Yin Shuiliu had never encountered in his previous training tasks.

"That sister is disrespectful, hehe, this time I promise you to send you off, if you are not a villain, my sister's training mission will definitely protect you. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a strange silence in the audience.

Love and kill each other.

One of the fourteen will die at the hands of the enemy.

No one wants to complete the task when the system deducts a huge number of values.

Compared to the punishment of the two camps for not dying each other, the number value of the task reward is not enough. Yin Shuiliu is the fourth difficulty in the world of Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Villa, which is the same love and killing. The training mission is the same four stages, and the thirty-seven people who were afraid of each other and cooperated with each other in front of them were almost wiped out before the fourth stage when one of them was about to reveal their identities.

"Born so sultry, how can someone be so vicious?"

Yin Shuiliu and Zi Jiao were a few feet away, and when she came over with the fragrant breeze, Yin Shuiliu only felt a slight flower in front of her, and the other party didn't apply powder and didn't see the slightest pure pretty face was close at hand.

The tip of the nose was poked by the other party.

The mantra monk said to Amitabha Buddha in the back: "Good and good, even if Gonggong Yin is pure, he can still flirt with his flesh and skin, which really makes the little monk admire." ”

Zi Ji laughed out loud, looked at the mantra and said, "Is the monk begging for a beating?"

Zhenyan said with a serious face: "Come on, my sister is here to beat me." ”

"What a non-serious monk. ”

Zi Ji snorted, if she was a decent numberer, and the truth was also decent, how could she commit the taboo of persecuting the same camp, that would be to deduct twenty-four thousand numbered values.