Dragon Hermit

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The black business car was parked in front of a KTV door whose exterior walls were decorated with brilliant lights and vibrant colors outside the dozens of meters. There were more than a dozen men and women in the car. The women are very young, wearing exposed nightclub makeup, and a group of people walked into the KTV gate with a smile.

“Huh?” Xia Yan frowned. He saw a girl in the group wearing a plain school uniform with no smile on her face. She was sandwiched between three men and seemed unwilling.

But regardless of Xia Yan’s business, he didn’t plan to do much business, he went on. Suddenly, the mana in the magic tower fluctuated slightly, and he felt the presence of the element imprint. He looked up, and the source of this feeling was the ktv that the group of men and women went in-Imperial Song City.

Xia Yan glanced at the huge signboard, not at all went in, but turned and walked towards the back door of KTV.

There is always darkness in the sun, and no matter how bright the door is, there is inevitably a back lane with sewage flowing through it. Xia Yan quickly found the fire exit of the Song Dynasty in a lane.

In Rongdu, densely covered by Heavenly Eye, there is also a camera in this alley, and Xia Yan is naturally reluctant to expose herself to the camera. He found a nearby express hotel, opened a second-floor hour room, hung the “Do Not Disturb” sign, and then opened the curtains. I saw below that was the alley leading to the Song Dynasty.

Xia Yan sent a trace of mana to the Skeletal Horcrux, and a little blue Soul Fire flew out of the Horcrux. He pointed his hand, and the Soul Fire flew down, transformed into a Skeleton in the dark corner against the wall. Xia Yan then rubbed the magic robe into a ball and dropped it, and then lay down on the **, his eyes and prospects changed, and he had transferred his consciousness to the skeleton soldier.

Looking down at the two bare arm bones, the skeleton soldier opened and closed his jaws and laughed silently.

Xia Yan picked up the magic robe, unfolded it, put on it, and suddenly changed from a horrible skeleton soldier into a black robed man with a strange breath. He fastened his belt, put on a hood, and walked to the back door of Song Dynasty.

The skeleton’s walking posture is not the same as that of a living person because it has no muscles. The power to drive skeleton movement comes from the skeleton itself transformed by Soul Fire. This is a kind of magical energy. The Soul Fire in the skull, while carrying consciousness, will also continue to be a skeleton force.

In the slight noise of “crack crack”, Xia Yan walked to the back door of the dynasty song city.

The back door is not at all locked and opened with a light push. Inside is a busy room. Someone is pouring water into the water bottle, and some are in the fruit bowl. The air is filled with the thick creamy taste of popcorn. Xia Yan did not hesitate and went straight ahead. He thought that someone would come up to stop himself, but strangely, these people just glanced at it, not at all.

People in this era have seen too many weird things, and cosplay and the like are not uncommon. Presumably, these Gecheng employees have been used to it for a long time. As long as Xia Yan does not steal things, these people are too lazy to manage.

Open the other door and go out, you will reach the inside of the song city. Here brightly lit, Xia Yan lowered her head, hiding her head completely under the hood, following the elemental imprint, found the large staircase, and went up to the second floor.

At the staircase, two waiters in waistcoats and bow ties stood and saw Xia Yan. One of them came up and asked, “Which private room did Mr. reserve?”

Xia Yan knew where Wang Gang was in the private room, so he pointed in the direction of the element imprint, almost extending the finger bone out of the wide sleeve.

“It turned out to be Brother Gang’s friend?” The waiter smiled suddenly, nodded said with a waist, “I will take you here!”

Xia Yan nodded, the waiter boy led the way, led him to the door of a large private room, and pushed open the door attentively, a huge sound surged with the air-conditioning air-conditioning.

In this environment, unless you are holding a microphone, you must rely on shouting to hear. The waiter’s younger brother exited with pleasure, the private room door closed again, Xia Yan raised his head slightly, and in the dim light, the skeleton’s two eyes flashed a faint blue light.

In the private room, there were a lot of demons dancing, and all the gangsters at noon were all there, except that many people had wounds on their faces, and there were 2 bad luck guys with bandages on their arms and legs.

Each punk embraced a “Princess”, some women had stripped off their clothes, and some of them were just wearing **. The punks got their hands up and the scene was unbearable. On the wide coffee table, there are some white powders and straws. Needless to say, they also know what these are.

Xia Yan suddenly appeared in the private room. Except for a few people who had been dizzy, everyone else turned their attention. Seeing a black robed man standing at the door, everyone was a little dazed.

A shirtless tattoo came and wobbled, reaching for the skeleton soldier and pushing foul-mouthed, “who you are? Dressed like this, where’s the filming? I…”

Suddenly, he shut up because he felt that he was pushing not a person’s body, but a few sticks.

“Boss, he has weapons!” The bully turned his head yelled, and he felt that these sticks might be a knife hidden under his robe.

The singing of wail like ghosts and howl like wolves came to an abrupt halt, and everyone looked over curiously.

The bald brother just grabbed a fiercely on the chest of a woman next to him, throwing away the cigarette butts on his mouth and stood up, tilting his head and saying, “You are called Mao, what’s wrong with the weapon, so many people, I’m afraid He’s the only one. Are the boys without weapons?”

“What the hell are you? Why are you looking for Lao Tzu?” Gang brother Yao pointed finger towards Xia Yan and shouted loudly.

The Skeleton Soldier had no vocal cords and could not speak, and Xia Yan did not intend to talk nonsense with him, raising his feet and walking forward. The shirtless man in front of him stretched out his hand to stop: “Doggy, Gang Brother asked you, uh…”

The last “wu” is a nasal sound, because Xia Yan punched him in the stomach. Skeleton soldiers have no skin, this fist is no different from a thick stick poked on the stomach, the shirtless man immediately falls to the ground, and his body bends like a shrimp.

Hands-on!

The gangsters immediately clamored, one by one picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table, like Xia Yan came back, and some people smashed the bottle, the sharp glass looked very infiltrating.

The women screamed and were yelled by Wang Gang

Shut up again and huddled in the corner.

The bull who was rushing in front lifted the wine bottle and hit the skull of the skeleton soldier. Xia Yan did not hide or hide, but hardened with the skull. With a bang, the wine bottle seemed to hit the stone, it shattered suddenly, the glass slag splashed, and the screaming shouted while covering his face.

It is strange to hit a stone with a wine bottle so as not to hurt yourself.

What a hard head!

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