Doomsday Rise

what happened? "After returning to the tea house of Hong Family, Liu Wei'an suddenly found that Yan'er's face was not very good.

Yan'er's expression was a little shaky, her face was a little white, she shook her head, and didn't speak.

"Don't you be too anxious on the road?" Liu Wei'an touched her forehead with her hand and did not get fever.

"It shouldn't be." Yan'er's voice was a little fretful, "I always felt something was calling me." When I spoke, I looked around, but I didn't find anything, my eyes were blank.

"Call? Something?" Liu Wei'an stared slightly. "Isn't it human?"

"I don't know." Yan'er himself wasn't clear.

"When did it start?" Liu Wei'an looked at the people around him, no matter who dared to tease Yaner, he would not let go.

"When leaving Heiyutan." Yaner whispered.

"Don't worry, someone is playing a prank, waiting for me to find this person out." Liu Wei'an smiled and comforted, but he was a little more cautious. He checked all the masters above gold level and found no abnormalities. The silver player didn't bother. He believed that a silver player couldn't do small moves in front of him.

The key object of his skepticism is Wang Yuanqi, and only Wang Yuanqi can't see through. There is also a blind fortune teller, who did not see it before, it should be when they went to watch the blackbird. A pair of iron chopsticks on the left hand, but certainly not chopsticks. Holding a gossip plate in his right hand, and a flag on the ground. One side reads: Look at the photo, feel the bones, test the word, look for the dragon, point acupuncture, break the evil spirit, exorcism, don't allow money, the other side is simple, only three words: Xu Banxian.

Dare to call yourself a half-immortal, usually cheating and drinking. However, Liu Wei'an observed this person, his breath was high and low, obscure and obscure, very strange. When high, he was comparable to a small merchant of the Shiren family. When low, he was not as good as a bronze. , Liu Wei'an is the first time.

The last one was a person on the third floor of the Hongjia Tea House. He didn't see anyone, but just felt a scent emanating from it, such as the Da Ri melting furnace. Although I tried hard to suppress it, the occasional leak was still incomparable. Silver players can't feel it, the realm is too low, but gold masters feel clear, so many gold masters are sitting outside and dare not enter the teahouse. Otherwise, with the arrogance of a gold-level master, would it be crowded with other players.

However, the people who can sit in the teahouse are all people with identity. They should not be joking with a girl, and the suspicion can basically be ruled out.

Except for Yaner, everyone else is normal, without being ridiculed, his attention is on the black cricket. The black cormorant has a peculiar constitution. He cannot leave the black cormorant pond for too long, and he will die if he leaves. This is why eating blackbirds must go to the Hongjia tea shop. Returning to the blue city is too far away. When you go there, the blackbirds will die. A dead blackbird is not only not good for the human body, but it is highly toxic.

The Hongjia tea shop did not hide the blackbird, it was just outside and everyone could see it. The overall process is similar to the general way of handling loach. The internal organs are taken out, and spices, condiments and the like are added to the black loin belly. The death of the black cormorant is related to the time when he left the black cormorant pond. Before he died, his vitality was strong, and he was still open and chaotic.

Jumping, in this process, the chef did not knock it out, but kept the blackbird lively all the time.

"This is the most test of the chef's skill. If the blackbird died at this time, although it will not produce poisonous immediately, but the taste will be bad." A player who had seen the blackbird treatment said.

Many onlookers are like Liu Wei'an who saw **** the blackbird for the first time. They were shocked by the chef's superb knives. Each blade jumped around the blackbird's body. With each jump, the chef already waved the knife. three times. Even with Liu Wei'an's eyes, he could only see the afterglow of Daoguang. It was too fast.

He has only seen such knives on the Nine-Fingered God Chef. The chefs are all hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Seeing this kind of sword skill, everyone also understood the reason why Hongjia Tea dared to kill the black cricket in the court. Even if you know the method and process, it is useless, and you must have first-class knife skills, otherwise it will be all in vain.

Immediately before Heiyan took his breath, he threw it into the steamer. A fire had already started in the steamer, the flames were burning, and the mist was hazy. When the blackbird was thrown in, everyone obviously felt that the temperature of the flame had dropped a lot. It took more than ten minutes to pull the temperature back. The black cormorant has a cold body, and the fire burned for two hours before a scent of fragrance emanated.

"So fragrant!"

A scent of aroma made everyone intoxicated. The little devil was standing beside the steamer, nodding his ears and anxious. Ten gold-level masters isolated the crowd from the steamer. There have been too many robberies of blackbirds before. The identity of the little devil is very high, but there are also many people who are desperate. There are not a few people who are in danger for the sake of the black cricket and the cricket.

As time went on, the aroma became stronger and stronger, and the crowd could not help moving forward a bit. Liu Wei'an closed her eyes and realized the effect of the aroma carefully, like a peerless magic medicine, to cure some dark wounds in the human body, and to make up for the depleted cells, they all took a few scent of aroma, and the whole person was a little bit spirited.

"It's amazing!" He opened his eyes, flashed a stun, and nature was the most incredible creator.

"All right!"

When the aroma reached its richest level, the chef came forward to start the stove, and the crowd suddenly boiled. The little devil's face was excited, his eyes only looked at the steamer, and nothing else. The 10 gold masters were very nervous, releasing the gold masters. Breath of breath, ten mighty blood burst into the sky, calming the excited crowd a bit.

"Let's go out." Liu Wei'an pulled Yan'er out of the crowd, Yan'er's face turned a little whiter.

The black-faced **** and Tong Xiaoxiao stretched out a hand, grabbed the table and followed Liu Wei'an. They found a flat place more than 200 meters away, set the table, and continued to eat.

Across the crowd, it was not clear what the blackbird was like, but from the exclamation sounded from then on, it should be almost the same. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, war broke out.

I do n’t know who ’s moving the hands, and it directly caused the whole audience to join. The war began. A strong breath rose into the sky, causing the situation, the sword and sword flickering. With the blood lasing, every scream , All represent the death of a player.

Ten gold-level masters opened the killing ring without leaving any hands. At the moment, dozens of masters had killed their hands, and suddenly a terrifying scream sounded.

A gold-level master fell out, his chest was red, and his breath quickly weakened. Looking closely, a blood hole in the heart turned out to be the heart.

The blade of light flashed, the blood splattered three feet, the head of the gold-level master soared into the sky, and spun quickly in the mid-air, before it landed on the ground, the horrified expression solidified, full of incredibleness.

The second gold master fell.

Touch the fish in muddy water!

Many people participated in the killings, but there were also many people who withdrew. These people did not stay away. Like Liu Weian, they stood a few hundred meters away and watched the excitement. After a few glances, we can see that some people are heading for the black devil, and some people are heading for the little demon king. They should be at odds with the little demon king. Assault the gold-level master while taking advantage of the turmoil.

These people were hiding in the crowd, suddenly erupting as they approached, a fatal blow, and in the blink of an eye, the third gold-level master fell. In some smaller cities, the gold-level master is the pinnacle and the most powerful existence, and here, the gold-level is just like the hands and the greens, and it is cut off at will.

Several players retreating in the direction of Liu Wei'an suddenly had a footstep. The raised foot couldn't fall. The breath was fluctuating. After hesitating for a few seconds, they recovered their footsteps and left in a different direction.

Nie Pohu waited for a few people to disappear before lowering his bow. The people who touch the fish in the muddy waters are definitely not only on the battlefield. There are also people with such thoughts under the battlefield. After seeing Nie Pohuhan's unsuccessful arrow, he alleviated the approaching thoughts.

"I'm going to kill you!" The little devil is furious ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ A handsome face has been completely replaced by a cricket, and those who are used to bullying others are suddenly bullied, and the heart deficit is too large to adapt.

The little devil is holding a gold object, wearing silver-grade soft armor, and a variety of protective props. Although silver-level, relying on these props, he can compete with gold-level masters. Although he is arrogant and arrogant, he is not a bale. On the contrary, his strength is extremely amazing. His family martial arts are strange and venomous. Golden swords are like the letter of a serpent. He killed one sword, and more players died in his hands than in the gold masters.

Suddenly, I heard a sound with anger.

"Where's the blackbird, who took the blackbird?"

When others saw it, wasn't it? There was only one steamer left, and the black cricket inside was gone.

"Who is it?" The players were angry, and offended the little devil for the sake of the blackbird. Now the blackbird is gone, and people have offended again, and everyone has a flame in their hearts.

"Dare to touch me, you all have to die." The anger is of course the little devil, almost biting his teeth. The golden sword was sword after sword, as if crazy.

"Kill the little devil, otherwise we won't be able to live." Those who said this knew that they had resentment against the little devil, but the players who had been agitated by the blood did not distinguish it, and roared to kill the little devil. A group of people.

Anger needs a place to vent, and the little devil and his team just became this punching bag. Both sides played a real fire, the master fell successively, blood penetrated the ground, and disappeared in a blink.

Liu Wei'an's eyes shot a flash of light, and two rays of light shot into the ground. Suddenly, his body shook, and he immediately said to everyone: "Go, get up at Heihuitan!"

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