Silence's eyes missed Liang Gaoxiong's feet that landed behind Liang Gaoxiong.

As he got closer, a bright light flashed across Liang Gaoxiong's hand, Shen Mo staggered because of the weight of Xu Menglu in his arms, and before he could panic, his shoulders ached sharply.

Xu Menglu in his hand fell off and hit the ground hard, Mo Mo was so painful that he almost fainted.

The whole person fell to the ground, and the impact of the back of his head on the ground almost knocked him into a daze, but the pain in his shoulder made him cry out in pain.

Liang Gaoxiong succeeded in one blow, pulled out the metal rod, and approached him step by step.

Silence watched the blood under the metal pole merge with the blood on the ground, watched Liang Gaoxiong approaching him step by step, and watched Liang Gaoxiong pull out the brown silk thread from his left wrist with his eyes open. Understand the true face of this "gold-plating",

He didn't know why the person who invented this kind of thing called it "gold-plating". He only saw a small golden ball on each brown hair. The small ball is covered with dense inscriptions.

"do not move."

Liang Kaohsiung glared and shouted.

Liang Gaoxiong took out the rope from behind and tied Shen Mo to the altar. Mo Mo's back seemed to be stuck by the altar, and the whole altar suddenly glowed red.

"Hahahahaha..." Liang Gaoxiong suddenly laughed loudly, "Sure enough, you are indeed the chosen one."

What is the Chosen One?

Seeing the young people struggling on the ground, Liang Gaoxiong let out a wild laugh: "Give up, the formation has already started, once it is stained with your blood, it will never die, why did the emperor Li Yuanhao die so young, because he His luck has long been transferred, otherwise why would a woman be able to rule for so many years without hiding the dark clouds... He thought that he would be able to come back to life after getting the golden lace clothes... Hahaha, what a joke... It’s just making a wedding dress for someone else…”

The blood soaked the high platform, silently invisible, a blood flower bloomed behind him, the blood of the entire altar revolved around the young man's body, it looked like a huge totem of celebration, blood red and dazzling.

All this fell into the eyes of Liang Gaoxiong. He looked at the totem behind the young man in admiration, his originally peaceful and compassionate eyes were filled with enthusiasm, and he repeated a bunch of silent half-understood words.

"I've saved so many people, I've funded so many organizations, but I can't live up to my destiny...it's really unfair...a person like me...will definitely live a long life...God, it's God You sent it to me..." Liang Gaoxiong rushed behind the stone platform excitedly while muttering.

"You, you lied to me..." Shen Mo spoke with difficulty. He saw that the sleeve of Liang Gaoxiong's left wrist slipped off because of the movement, and there was an instrument stuffed inside. Shen Mo didn't know what this instrument was for, only knew that Everything you just saw was fake.

"What is the chosen one?" Mo Mo took out the dagger with difficulty and carefully, and slowly cut the rope on his body... pretending that he was working hard.

He can see it just by turning his head now, right next to him, on the ground on the left side of the altar, a shriveled corpse roaring silently with its mouth wide open, beside the corpse, there is still a pool of blood beside a pair of severed limbs... …

He originally wanted to say something more... Shen Mo put the broken porcelain bottle behind him on the altar, holding a knife in his hand, and slowly approached.

He said softly from behind: "I am the chosen one? What about you?"

"I..." Liang Gaoxiong was busy tinkering with the things in his hands.

Shen Mo got closer and was shocked to find that it turned out to be a heart.

The heart is entwined with dense gilded animal hairs, and below the heart is a glazed cup. At this moment, the heart is being held by Liang Gaoxiong, and he is carefully removing the hair from the heart.

At this moment, the heart is still beating in his hands...

The hair on the heart seemed to be alive, it was released from the heart, and then retracted, and then when Liang Gaoxiong put his hand on the fluent lamp, it seemed to be alive again, wrapped around Liang Gaoxiong's hand, sticking caught his fingers.

"I, I am an ability user... Your good luck, your ability will now become mine..."

Gold plating, what exactly is gold plating...

Silence saw Liang Kaohsiung exhale comfortably.

Everything is a scam.

Ever since he saw the transfer formation, Liang Kaohsiung had planned everything... What did he know about that cemetery in the tomb of the Xixia king... let him know the existence of the transfer formation... Liang Kaohsiung's purpose was not at all What kind of gold-haired clothes...his purpose...from the very beginning...was him.

Shen Mo raised his hand high and stabbed Liang Gaoxiong's spine hard...

He knows how powerful this dagger is. It was Montai's weapon to kill enemies in the training camp back then. The role of ghosts...

Liang Kaohsiung suddenly felt a pain in his back and turned around in shock.

He saw the young man standing behind him.

"How... how is it possible..."

On the altar, there was only a blood-oozing porcelain vase... The totem underneath was still shining...

Mo Mo looked at the blood on the knife, although he was afraid in his heart, he still clenched his palms tightly.

"Don't you want the luck of the emperor? That's Li Yuanhao's blood." Mo Mo thought of the old man at the bottom of the pit... "Maybe you are lucky, this thing can really make you live longer."

"No..." Liang Gaoxiong stood up and wanted to fight Shen Mo desperately, but he couldn't give up the gold plating in his hand. The wound on his back was indeed slowly healing due to the flow of luck in his hand...

The effect of this kind of healing is astonishing, maybe it will be completely closed after a while... It may even cure his terminal illness...

No, it won't be... Li Yuanhao is already dead... There is no way for this fate to make him recover completely... He died without hiding the black cloud... If the fortune changes, then he can't escape the peak and die end...

Only him, only him...

With a cruel heart, Liang Gaoxiong took away the gold-plated gold in his hand, and rushed towards Shen Mo...

Silence is the real vitality of Sly Hand...

Mo Mo dodged Liang Gaoxiong's attack by shifting his body.

Liang Gaoxiong couldn't help looking at the porcelain pot on the high platform during the chase.

He had seen this porcelain jar before, it was in the tomb where no dark clouds were hidden, but his goal from the beginning was to be silent, and he never thought of taking this jar of blood. He didn't want to be stared at by a ghost, but who would have thought that Wuzang Heiyun actually confronted that Elder Jiang, and remained silent...

"why……"

Mo Mo avoided Liang Gaoxiong's attack again, but instead drew a big cut on the opponent's arm.

I really didn't expect that one day, he would get into a fight with a Sly Hand.

Oh my god, if it were normal, he would definitely not be Liang Kaohsiung's opponent, but it may be due to his luck, every time he approached, he would always hurt the opponent, and the opponent's attack would always miss him just a step away. Pass……

"You want to ask me why I took this porcelain jar, but you don't know?" Shen Mo stood by the altar, saw the rope on it, reached out his hand to hold it, and looked fiercely.

"I should ask you this question, Boss Liang, why do you always know what I think every time?" Mo Mo had already suspected this matter in his heart, so this time he deliberately thought of some messy things in his mind. Things lead Liang Kaohsiung to see through his suspicions.

Liang Gaoxiong covered his bleeding hand, hesitating whether he should go back to pick up the gold plate, or try his best to escort the young man in front of him to the altar.

The good luck of the young people really makes those who see it envious... Luck, this is the ability that many crafty hands who have entered the strange world can't dream of.

Liang Gaoxiong returned to the back of the altar, and stretched out his hand to gilt gold again.

The addition of luck made him feel more confident, and he would hardly even have thought about it if he was silent at ordinary times, but the unscientific phenomenon in front of him is indeed happening...

The wound on Liang Kaohsiung's body... is healing...

"It's okay to tell you." Liang Gaoxiong broke off the metal poles in his hand, and took one on each side, "Anyway, none of you can get out alive today."

"To be honest, you are not qualified to know about this matter, but since you have guessed it yourself, there is nothing you can do about it." Liang Gaoxiong looked directly into silent eyes. "Do you think anyone can be the leader of Sly Hand?"

Silent heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"No." Liang Gaoxiong looked at the pair of brown eyes on the opposite side without moving, from which he could see the thoughts in the young man's heart.

"I know exactly what you're thinking right now."

The silent heart suddenly settled.

"Yes, you guessed it right, you are not the only one with the ability of good luck, I have it too, my ability is clairvoyance."

No wonder, why Liang Kaohsiung knew about the encounter with the coffin face just now, why he clearly didn't mention it, why Liang Kaohsiung knew some places as if he had experienced it himself, even though he had clearly never entered that paranormal world, why he knew that Jiang Gui knew about the deceitful gate, He even discovered the secret of him, but no one revealed it, indeed no one said it, it was he who "saw" it himself.

"Then the first sentence you said when you saw me...was also what you 'saw' through me?"

Shen Mo lowered her head, her bangs covered her eyes.

It was Liang Kaohsiung's words at the time that made him have a slight trust in him... After all, he is the only one in the world who believes that he has no criminal hands... It turns out that they are all wrong, and Liang Kaohsiung doesn't know , just used this to cheat his trust...

"Don't you know?" Liang Gaoxiong felt that the strength in his body had returned to its peak, and he was even stronger than ever before. "Besides, ask yourself, do you really believe me?"

Compared with the blood of the emperor, the luck of the emperor, and the boy Shen Mo, Shen Mo is definitely not his opponent.Liang Kaohsiung is confident.

Shen Mo stood where he was, watching Liang Kaohsiung approaching.

Liang Gaoxiong looked into Silent eyes, watched his frightened psychological activities, and said with a sneer, "Didn't you already guess it? Otherwise, why would you play such a trick in front of me..." He said to the altar Yang Lifting his chin, "You didn't expect this, did you?"

Liang Gaoxiong held a long pole in his hand, intending to give Shen Mo a moment from left to right, "I won't kill you directly..."

He will put him on the altar and make a real sacrifice. His real purpose is to get his luck, and he wants to get his lucky ability.

Just when Liang Gaoxiong's long pole was about to touch Silence, his hands suddenly trembled, and his whole body seemed to explode. Sweating, bending over uncontrollably, curling up...

"You, what the hell did you do..." Liang Gaoxiong roared in hatred except him for the living people in this place.

At this moment, Boss Liang didn't have the usual compassionate look. He silently looked at the other party's pain without any sympathy in his heart.

Silence looked at the porcelain vase on the altar.

Indifferently said: "I didn't do anything, I just added some impurities in Li Yuanhao's blood, but I didn't expect it to work."

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