Chapter 63, the soul is scattered

Thanks to the reward of 'Xiao Tan Tan Yunyun Willow Corn', (???????) Thank you, pro-chan~~

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Zhou Papi, whose face was pale, flashed with panic in his eyes, and his spiritual power was condensed in the dantian meridians, no matter how he used the exercises to mobilize the spiritual power that was condensed into a piece, it was useless, and it was still condensed together in pieces, and for a while, the miserable white face was black and blue and changing, just when he whitewashed his expression and opened his mouth to speak, there was a cool voice in his ears, Su Luo's thin voice. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Hehe, what Zhou Daoyou said is really wonderful? Su Luo is ashamed of himself, in other words, isn't it you Zhou Daoyou who has been aggressive?"

With a sword, Su Luo's wrist shook lightly and came to Zhou Papi's side, the blue sword body was horizontally resting on Zhou Papi's neck, and the sharp blade cut off a short hair on Zhou Papi's neck, which was blown to the ground by the night wind, mixed in the rotten leaves and dead branches.

Even if Zhou Papi has no spiritual power, he is still a physical cultivator, feeling the chill in his neck, he doesn't dare to act rashly, his cloudy eyes turn and turn, and a smile that can be called honest quickly hangs on his face.

Zhou Dashan arched his hand and smiled: "Su Daoyou is young and promising, today's thing is that I Zhou Dashan has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, Su Daoyou left me alive today, and I Zhou Dashan will be sent by Su Daoyou in the future." ”

A long paragraph, not to mention that Su Luo didn't believe it, even he didn't believe it, his heart was full of resentment, and he thought of thousands of ways in his mind, and when he recovered, he would definitely have to cramp and peel Su Luo to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Heh~"

Su Luo sneered, with a smile in his eyes, and stared at Zhou Papi.

"Didn't Zhou Daoyou's elders teach Zhou Daoyou that when he told such a lie to others, he should restrain his emotions?" After a pause, Su Luo's sword blade on Zhou Dao's neck was pressed down a few more points, and the fine blood beads gradually stained the blue blade.

When Zhou Papi gasped in pain, Su Luo lifted the corners of his lips coldly.

"What's more, Zhou Daoyou's expression of wanting to devour me alive made Su Luo look at me, but he was really scared, for your good, and for my good, so-"

"So it's still Zhou Daoyou, you go on the road now, go with your friend Sangui!"

"Whew-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Papi no longer hid anything, with a look of resentment, his hands formed into fists, as fast as lightning, and quickly bombarded Su Luo's bloody left waist.

"It's really a thief!"

Su Luo sneered, the spiritual power of his right hand was running, and the right hand that held the hilt of the sword was even more slashed with a sword.

"Poof-" Blood Fountain Sprays!

"Goo-dong-" The head falls to the ground!

One inch!

Just an inch!

Just an inch away!

Zhou Papi's eyes widened unwillingly, and until the moment his head hit the ground, the murderous eyes never left his fists.

"Poofβ€”"

Seeing that the person was finally dead, Su Luo also suddenly raised his head and spurted a mouthful of blood out of his mouth, and Mianbao, who had been suspended above his head, was suddenly frightened and teary-eyed.

"The main silver - the silver family gives you a hoo, it won't hurt!"

Mianbao's words in the sea were condensed, and the small blue light ball floated in front of Su Luo, and there was a faint blue light smoke floating towards Su Luo's snort.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, good!"

Su Luo turned his head to avoid the cyan smoke, the cyan smoke is also one of Mianbao's natural skills, life breath, different from its talent that can weave illusions, this talent, but it is the consumption of Mianbao's vitality and healed her, before Mianbao just fed back to her the part of the spirit that had absorbed her, and then hurt the origin and fell into a deep sleep, if she really sucked the life spirit this time, it was to strip Mianbao's vitality.

"Lord Silverβ€”"

Mianbao wanted to say something, but Su Luo didn't accept its life spirit at all, and could only withdraw the life spirit breath aggrievedly, a pair of emerald green eyes with water spirit, looking at Su Luo aggrievedly through the cyan light ball.

Boom~ Although it knows that the main silver is for its good, it is also very worried about the good of the main silver.

"Okay, good Mianbao, the master won't lie to you, it's really nothing, just breathe for a while, just take a medicine, good!"

Su Luo was seen by Mianbao's little eyes full of grievances, his heart trembled, he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he didn't look at Zhou Papi's corpse, he took the blue flying sword and the soul bell, and kept pinching it, a small column of water came out of his fingertips, endured the pain and carefully cleaned the wound with a piece of flesh missing from his lower waist, and then took out a muscle pill from the Yuanji ring, crushed it and sprinkled it on his waist, feeling the tingling and itching sensation coming from his waist, frowned slightly, and meditated directly on the spot.

In addition to the wound on his waist that was a little bloody and terrifying, the rest of his body, although there were external injuries, they were not as serious as the injuries on his waist.

Except for the piece of flesh on his waist that has not yet grown back completely, some other large and small wounds on his body have slowly healed and scabbed, and the scars have fallen off, revealing the newly grown pale pink flesh marks inside.

"Whew!"

It wasn't until the Nine Turns One Trick had been running for nine hours that he felt the loss of spiritual power once again filling the dantian and the two acupuncture points, and Su Luo took a light breath and stood up, tearing off a strip of cloth from his body and tying it to the wound on his waist.

Mianbao, who had been guarding in front of Su Luo, was relieved when he saw that Su Luo had finished practicing, and flew up and down around Su Luo, and saw that the wounds on his body were almost healed, so he flew to Su Luo's eyes, dissipating the green light cluster, and the soft cyan insect body was exposed under Su Luo's eyes.

"Lord Silver, that bad silver is dead!"

"Hmm!" Su Luo nodded, pressing his hand on his left waist, and obviously felt a small depression.

The eyes without the whites of the eyes turned his gaze to move to the silent corpse of Zhou Papi, and with one hand, a crimson fireball the size of a baby's fist was born on his fingertips.

With a flick of his hand, the blazing crimson fireball smashed on Zhou's thin head with the sound of hula wind, and after a while, the small fireball burned the ugly head clean.

"Lord Silver, how do you know?"

Su Luo burned Zhou Papi's head, and Mianbao asked curiously with emerald green eyes.

"Soul Transference Secret Technique, do you remember, his last blood sacrifice to the White Ghost Banner? It should be that when you cast the Dementor Bell and the illusion on it, we fell into his trap, and it seemed that we were trapped by you, but in fact we secretly cast a spell and attached our Yuan Shen to that skeleton. ”

Su Luo explained, if she hadn't used her divine sense to observe the subtleties, I am afraid she would not have been able to find the Yuan Shen attached to the skeleton by Zhou Papi.

"Well, now that he's dead, is his thing ours?"

Speaking of this, Mianbao's eyes glowed green and looked at Zhou Papi hanging in the storage bag, of course, it did not forget the accomplice who bullied its main silver when it was sleeping, and was finally killed by its main silver.

"Killing people and goods, people are dead, and things are naturally ours. ”