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Chapter 477 Rebirth
"Okay. The young master really lives up to the justice of the Canghai Commercial Area!" Yun Yu was slightly polite, changed her posture, folded her hands, nodded and smiled: "Please also ask the young master to call the Tang family and the spirit beasts to confront each other in the street! "

"nature."

"Bai Hujing, please!" The young master of the Canghai Commercial Area also nodded.

Everyone in the world says that the White Tiger Mirror is the condensed spiritual power of the divine beast White Tiger, to judge the justice of the world!
It has never made a mistake for thousands of years, and it is the most trusted artifact in the world.

A tragedy was solved thousands of years ago, and the white tiger mirror that has been placed in the Canghai commercial area has become famous all over the world.

"Oh. White Tiger Mirror." Mo Zishu picked up the back of the coquettish spirit beast, looked at the kitten's round cat eyes, and asked with a smile, "Is this the real rule born out of the Three Temples of the Great Desolation?"

So much revenge?
Just grab the spiritual power and make it part of the mirror?

Also, how can the Tang family be everywhere, and it's so bad everywhere.

"Meow." The little beast blinked its big eyes, hugged the lady's fingers with its palms, and yelled a few more times.

Trying to resolve the current crisis by acting cute.

"Speak human." Mo Zishu's soft fingertips followed the pattern on the little beast's forehead, her voice was soft and soft.

If you don't say anything, I will hit you.

A particularly fierce kind of beating.

Bai Hu, who instantly understood Miss's thoughts, hugged himself tightly in fright, and curled up together.

After waking up, Qian Wan subconsciously followed the beautiful young lady's voice, his eyes widened again, a vague whirring sound came out of his throat, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, knocking himself out.

White, white tiger stripes!
Which good-tempered power did he offend?
This time I have to be dizzy if I don't get dizzy!

"En." The white tiger's voice is delicate and delicate, which perfectly fits its current figure: "Ben... the little slave completely broke the rules of truth, took away the spiritual power, and refined this white tiger mirror."

The white tiger, which became as small as a cat, shuddered, stuck its slender neck, and replied stubbornly in the voice of a cub: "I will never regret destroying the law of truth, I will never regret it!"

"good."

A sense of joy welled up from his chest without knowing where it came from, and Mo Zishu poked the little beast's forehead and praised.

"Huh? Miss, don't you like this truth the most?" Baihu exclaimed in astonishment.

It was ready to be severely punished, but it was unexpected that the lady would praise it.

Miss, did you let go?
How can it be. . .

He still remembered the deep hatred and the extreme desire to live that entangled the young lady at that time.

Even though his clothes were ragged and his body was full of scars, the young lady still hugged him and smiled wildly and arrogantly. That was the lingering pride and nobility in her bones.

There are thousands of troops coming to kill the lady, but the disdain and contempt in the lady's eyes are still branded in its heart. Therefore, it has created a sea area, waiting for the lady and believing that the lady will return, killing them all Do not stay!
There are other supporters of Miss, just like it, have been silently waiting for Miss to lead them to destroy the Great Desolate Three Palaces!

The Rule of Truth given to Miss by Master is Miss' favorite weapon. . . . . .

Fukong was startled when he looked at it, and looked at the smiling young lady with a blank face, wondering if he hadn't woken up yet?
The pattern on the head of this little beast is actually a white tiger pattern!
Holding a small beast of unknown origin, isn't it the only mythical white tiger in the world!
The kneeling guard of the Canghai Shangge looked terrified, probably not surviving tonight with this powerful man.

The young master of Canghai Commercial Region, who was eavesdropping on the movement behind him, was not much better. He almost couldn't maintain the cold expression on his face, and made jokes in front of many monks.

This lord actually asked Master to use a humble name?

Back then, the chief of the Three Primordial Palaces wanted to become the master of the master, but he was severely humiliated by the master with a sneer, but there was nothing he could do.

No one dares to touch the white tiger, the divine beast that upholds justice in the world!
What's more, it's lower than the humble title between master and servant?

That was used on slaves who could never stand up forever!

Mo Zishu was slightly stunned, and dug out the detailed memory of the law of truth from Han Ruxingkong's memory.That compass was given to her by a very important person, and it can determine every truth in the world, but if there is a need to exist, it must not escape the capture of the compass!
Furthermore, one can get a glimpse of the remnants of martial arts, break through thousands of illusions, and retreat from the glory of the stars. . . . . .

Very important people, very important people, very important. . . . . .

Mo Zishu's slender eyebrows furrowed fiercely, and she clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into her skin.

That person seems to have a pair of very unique eyes, giving her a kind of indifference and indifference above all things, as if nothing in the world can enter his eyes!

A chill suddenly appeared on Mo Yue's body, the fox's eyes were full of violence, and there was an urge to destroy those detached and refined eyes that could not see the world of mortals.

destroy!
Or, let him only see himself!
Part of the memory poured into the stars like a tidal wave, without causing any waves.

The desire to destroy could not be suppressed at all, and a chilling smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth.

"You did a good job." Mo Zishu was full of smiles, but his tone was extremely cruel: "I will not let any betrayer go."

Thousands of years ago, she single-handedly created the Nine Gates of the Red Dust, which can be compared to the Three Temples of the Great Desolation. She never expected to be betrayed by someone she trusted in the end. In less than one night, the Nine Gates, which used to be glorious in the past, disappeared from the world!
Today's monks only remember the so-called Three Massacres.

ridiculous.

Oh, now, she is back!
The god of war crawling out of hell is back!

The memory was peeling off like cocoons, revealing the soft truth. Mo Zishu couldn't help holding his forehead, and picked out another figure in the bloody battlefield.

. . . . . .

I didn't expect me to be so insane in the past.

how to say.

Well done!

The girl's eyes were as warm and lustrous as black jade, and suddenly they were as deep as an abyss, and the traces of domineering overflowed from her eyebrows, just like the female war god who was as famous as the three temples of the prehistoric,
Mo Zishu licked his lips, slowly opened his palm, and let the oozing blood drop down. The blood fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Corroded pits,
"Baihu, leave with me." The second young lady of the Yun family ordered in a cold voice, her brows were full of coldness: "No matter what the actual situation is, we must let the woman who is begging for justice downstairs benefit, and assist all the way when necessary, and protect her." She has no fear for her life."

The young master of the Canghai Shangge suddenly turned his head, looked in disbelief at the master who symbolized the Lord of the World, and nodded to him.

how is this possible.

Bitterness spread in Jun Yan's mouth, and the image of the master in his heart was crumbling.

Master, you are the prince of the world.

The young man with inexperienced heart was filled with hatred for the female cultivator downstairs. Yun Yu, who folded her arms around her, was in a daze for some reason, as if she had lost some important existence by accident.

If you lose it, you lose it.

The young lady of the Yun family smiled nonchalantly, her blood-stained skirt swayed in the direction of the wind, the woman looked resolute, and nothing could change the determination she realized between life and death

(End of this chapter)