Inner Demons

The two are not the diaspora they said. Those two are also Ling Xu Sword Sect people-Sect Master personally passed the third and fourth disciplines.

Li Yunxin didn’t have much thought to judge whether it was “Sect Master Direct Disciple is too weak” or “The array left by parents is too strong”. He only knew what he thought he had lost the beginning and the end, but now there are twists and turns.

The two Junior Brothers are still alive, which sounds quite magical. Once the person finds out that the two Senior Brothers have no news, and if he intends to check it, will he actually find it in his head?

He still doesn’t fully understand the methods of “Divine Immortal”, so he dare not pretend to be. But already wondering whether that person has no time to come here tonight to kill the “Transcending Tribulation”, will it be to investigate the matter.

What a pity. He originally planned to escape after learning the details. But now that I know these things-maybe “Huainanzi”, the master behind these six swordsmen, will notice something strange.

It’s my own life… You can’t be too careful.

Then……

These six people can’t stay.

The effect of “Yijin Night Walk” has been exerted the strongest. Liu Laodao, who guided Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi, felt more and more frightened–he could be regarded as an “expert” who can draw artistic conceptions, but his things are comparable to the things now…

It’s like garbage.

The six people in Formation have completely lost themselves and are controlled by a certain powerful emotion.

But Li Yunxin still feels not enough. After all, he did it hastily. According to his father, after the formation of “Yi Jin Night Walk”, the people in the formation should lose their self. Even if he is given a knife, he is still immersed in the glory of illusion and cannot extricate himself-definitely not like now. child.

So I have to think of something else.

If you want to kill them.

Qiao Duanhong pushed away the people around him and walked to Li Yunxin and Liu Laodao.

He first made a deep bow to Liu Laodao, then solemnly nodded to Li Yunxin, and then said, “Have eyes but fail to recognise Mount Tai, Immortal Elder, Immortal Elder No wonder.”

He didn’t even look at the six people who were flying and eloquent over there. The expressions on his faces were calm and calm, as if he had already given his wealth and life to these two “experts.” “Again.

Everyone in the dart board looked at each other in blank dismay, but soon the dullest people realized why their Escort did this—then one old and one young who was despised and mocked by them before, unexpectedly It’s really deeply hidden, and everything you do has a deep meaning.

“Dare to ask Immortal Elder, what should we do now? But the six are restrained?” Qiao Duanhong was speaking to Old Man Liu.

Of course Mr. Liu couldn’t answer this question. But fortunately, his acting skills are excellent. He only raised his eyes slightly, twisted his beard, and said: “Pan Dao is casting a spell, it is inconvenient to say more. Ask me about the discipline. I have told him all about this Formation. .”

“not at all.” Li Yunxin said.

He speaks quickly, browses slightly wrinkle, as if thinking about something. In fact, he didn’t want to give Qiao Duanhong a chance to find out the bottom line-for example, why a teenager who happened to be on the road could assist an “Immortal Elder” at this moment.

“Now you don’t to act blindly without thinking. You can talk and move around a little bit, but don’t think about running. Once you move big, these six people are stimulated and you have to wake up. Now they feel everything I’m in control, so I’m pretending to be forced.” Li Yunxin turned to look at Qiao Duanhong, and then at the few people behind him, “Then Mr. Joe, you people, if they launch a surprise attack when they wake up, kill these six. How great is the individual’s probability?”

Qiao Duanhong was slightly taken aback. The boy’s tone is so familiar.

It’s not like a certain person who is familiar, but like that…I am used to the tone of giving orders and guiding others to do things.

He realized that his previous speculation about the identity of this teenager was completely wrong. This is probably… not a child of a simple merchant’s house. Maybe it’s the Young Master of a big family. But what is the relationship between him and Liu Lao Dao? From the point of view… the two seem to have a tacit understanding.

He quickly cupped the hands: “I don’t dare to be, I’m a rough man, I don’t dare to be called a sir. If you want to say a surprise…”

Qiao Duanhong’s face blushed slightly: “I’m afraid… not one. Maybe it can hurt two or three people. But Young Master may not be very clear about these things-these six people are all second-rate experts on the rivers and lakes. They are also one of a thousand characters. Although we people say ……”

“Well, I see.” Li Yunxin interrupted him, “That has to be done separately.”

There is no mood swing on his face, so Ziling Qiao Duanhong felt very hurt. He certainly did not expect such a young Young Master to understand what “second-rate expert” means.

Legendary’s knights are always high and high. A “first-rate expert” is only a role as a foil in the stories circulating in the streets. As for “second-rate expert”, in the eyes of the layman, it is a derogatory term for the real deal.

But the reality is that a mediocre person with aptitude started practicing martial arts when he was a child. Medicine ingredients and food are all managed by special personnel. They worship “famous teachers” and learn good methods. In their prime of life, Maybe you can only touch the side of “third-rate expert”.

To become a second-rate expert, in addition to a favorable environment and opportunity, you also need talent.

As for the first-class expert…that really is Dragon Phoenix in ten-thousand does not have one.

Qiao Duanhong feels that his aptitude is acceptable, he is considered hardworking in his childhood, and the family is rich. At this age, he can barely touch the edge of the second-rate expert, and he is quite contented.

At least in a few dart clubs in Los Angeles, his skill is well ranked.

But these things, he thinks this boy is probably not clear. Maybe the young man was born noble, and he had studied spell and other things since he was young, so he would not be interested in martial arts.

Most of the high-ranking families in the city are like this-Mu Xian Xiangdao, who likes to “meditate and spit” in the cultivation. Although it is not only arty, but the skill of fighting strength has never been taken seriously.

He had to bow his hand again, paying attention to Liu Dao’s reaction from the corner of his eye, and tentatively asked: “Then…what else can we help?”

Liu Laodao profoundly mystery did not speak, Li Yunxin thought for a while: “I have a way–“

This was half said.

The wind in the forest suddenly rose.

It was originally windy. The spring is very windy, even in such a dense forest, there is still a breeze.

But the wind is weird-there is a deep chill.

The wind almost rolled up against the ground, and circled around everyone. The two bonfires went dark together, and the leaves hua hua rang.

Lao Dao Liu’s beard was blown upside down, but he didn’t care about it. Because at the moment when the wind rose, he suddenly discovered that the Spiritual Qi flow in the Formation was turbulent.

So the six swordsmen who were still talking hesitantly slowed down, then looked at each other and closed their mouths awkwardly.

Next moment, the six killers who got rid of Formation control finally realized that something was wrong. The swordsman with high zygomatic and thin eyes frowned: “There is an expert-kill them first!” Almost at the same time, a shrill but faintly discernable voice accompanied by that gust of wind. The sound of my ears—

“I died so miserably—”

The swordsman’s upcoming offensive was stopped again because of this voice.

Lao Dao Liu’s eyes rounded and his lips trembled slightly.

Qiao Duanhong and the Escorts looked around blankly, trying to figure out if he heard him wrong.

Li Yunxin sighed.

The classic ghost film opens.

Then the next sentence is probably…

“Give me back my head…”

This second sound sounded in the night and jungle At that time, even the blade in the hand of the coldest swordsman began to tremble slightly.

In such a world, even people who are experienced and knowledgeable-certainly not including those real cultivators-can’t be bombarded with as much information as in Li Yunxin’s time. Li Yunxin can know the one, two, three-step routines of female ghosts. Knowing the legend that there are monsters in the river, there are monsters in the sea, there are dragons in the sea, and there is Yama, and there is Golden Immortal in the sky. What it looks like.

He can even produce aesthetic fatigue. For example, after hearing the two words of this female ghost, he thinks–

Oh, it’s this routine again.

So even when he was surprised that “I am finally going to see a real ghost for the first time in this World”, the fear in his heart is far smaller than that of others.

Wait until…

This female ghost appeared in a very classic way——

A white clothed woman with her arms After the bushes came out lightly. There were large patches of blood on his body, dripping on the ground. But her head was not on her body—a large wound on the neck of her neck, showing bone stubble, trachea, and blood vessels.

Her head is on the ground. Just four or five steps away in front of him, Gu Lugulu was rolling. Both eyes were still open, and he looked at the body behind him obliquely.

So this body followed the rolling head, swaying forward, and shouting bitterly and bitterly while walking——

“Give me back my head. ……”

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