The wind of the thunderbolt

celestial burial hill

"I didn't expect that the plan to kill Fengxiu's master would be destroyed by Han Yancui. Damn it, Han Yancui—you know better than anyone the consequences of such a blatant confrontation with the organization." The arbitrator complained coldly.It's a pity that the party was not there.

Only the proxy stands aside, listening to the arbiter's whining. "Are you going to let her do whatever she wants?"

"Hmph, I understand your scruples. I won't kill her face to face. I have to do it without leaving any traces. Even the king can't see the flaws." The arbiter thought about the countermeasures in his mind.

"What about the next move?" The agent waited for instructions.

"On the one hand, observe the movement of Fengxiu's residence - the humble house, on the other hand, the affliction and the environment should be united, and the promise of the Buddha's double body should be fulfilled!" A ball of flame appeared—it was the rumored strange fire of the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison. When there were important instructions above, such a message would appear.

The arbitrator listened carefully to the message from the fire, "Huh? To assist Asura, the god of war in the dead country, to build the Mohan Corridor? Well... a new order from the superior—it seems that it is time for us to show up in the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison~!"

"Taking down the fate-encrusted girl is beneficial to the Buddha Prison. She is the mission we need to find, and this bargaining chip is more useful than I expected. The cold smoke is green, the south wind does not compete, Master Fengxiu, when they meet her, any one of them has to be scruples, and Nanfeng Bujing, who has deep roots in love, may hand over the scroll of God because of this... Hmm~ Agent, if necessary, he will not hesitate All to capture the fateful girl!" The arbitrator was scheming, and his wishful thinking was very shrewd.

"Yes!" The agent is a pure killing machine, like a creature without emotion, like a soldier stripped of his soul, obeying orders is her only belief.

"Now we can't tear ourselves apart with Han Yancui, it's better to say——Han Yancui doesn't dare to tear ourselves apart with us for the time being. Not everyone can bear that lord's anger, ha! I want to see what happens to her in the future Explain to that lord." The arbiter's ugly face revealed uncontrollable gloating.It seems that YY has arrived at that moment.

Agent: "...".

The Righteous Path of the Central Plains is turning its attention to the budding fire Buddha Prison. Who knows the plight of its millennium-old neighbor, the dead country, is also actively carrying out secret activities in private, plotting to revive the thousand-year-old legendary Asura of the dead country, and continue to build the unfinished millennium ago. Engineering - Mohan Corridor from Dead Country to Misery.This is the plan of the supreme leader of the dead country, and it may symbolize the full-scale development of the dead country's hegemony.

The best assassin in the dead country--the killing machine of the sky--Yeshen, in order to seize the energy stone "Star Darkness" that can catalyze the construction speed of the Mohan Corridor, is facing the master of Fengxiu. Maybe it is too well prepared. Perhaps it was because of the lack of self-cultivation after recovering from injuries in the past few days, Master Fengxiu seemed very powerless in every move. Ye Shen, as the best assassin in the kingdom of death for thousands of years, had obviously already mastered the skill of waiting for an opportunity to hit with one blow.Master Fengxiu struggled to deal with it, and Xing Zhian accidentally slipped out of his sleeve. In a blink of an eye, Ye Shen had already succeeded and retreated...

"If the dead country gets this thing, the Mohan Corridor will be completed, and the plight is in danger! Chase! Master Fengxiu was very annoyed, and chased Night God all the way to the barrier of Mohan Corridor. Seeing Night God enter the barrier and chase after him With no hope of returning, Fengxiu stopped and waved her fan thinking about the next move: "Since it's too late, we must immediately gather everyone's strength to destroy the Mohan Corridor that is about to be formed...how should we lay it out next?Hmm..." With a soft moan, Master Fengxiu turned around and left, leaving Qiufeng in vain.

within six

Looking at the vigorously growing Ling Jinghua at his feet again, Nanfeng Bujing looked sad.This flower used to be the proof of two men's deep love for two women. Now one of them is finally married, but the other two are far apart.

"I will plant the feelings that I took off again, will you be able to return to me?" Looking at this speechless creature, sending lovesickness from afar, you will not love it in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness.

"Huh?" Feeling the strange breath entering Liuchu Piaoying, Nanfeng Bujing's tone was a bit dangerous, "It's not easy to be able to enter my Liuchu Piaoying. It's not easy to be within three steps of me. " Nanfeng Bujing said what seemed to be a compliment in a cold tone, which made Mr. Jidao, who was full of confidence and ready to come to win him over, feel a chill in his heart.

"You are busy with lovesickness, I dare not disturb you, so I will enter by myself."

"Then you should know that I take pleasure in blowing people out." Nan Feng Bujing rolled his eyes, ready to make a move.

"Wait a minute! Oh, I don't know this~! It seems that the friendship between you and me needs a lot of cultivation, why not start with drinking." Mr. Jidao opened the wine cap, and the aroma of the wine flowed wantonly, the aroma of the best Jiannanchun The smoked peach blossoms are even more drunk and three-point shy.

"Tell me why you came here." Nanfeng Bujing remained unmoved. Perhaps for 300 years, he had closed his heart, which made him used to putting on a thick protective shell for himself, so as not to let him go out and face danger, but also to protect himself. Don't let other people come close, stubbornly just want to share my anger and sorrow with the same person.

"I just want to thank you on behalf of Xiao Ribiao. Thank you for your noble hand to help them. Thank you for selling me this favor. If it is useful in the future, it's okay to say it!"

"I don't remember who was kind to me, and I don't remember who owed me a favor. Why use such hypocritical words to elevate your favor too high. If I say that I want your life to repay my favor, you may not Ken."

"It's not impossible to kill me, it's just that you didn't pay enough. If you want Mr. Jidao to work for him, this person must be my life-and-death friend."

"And I don't need friends." Nanfeng Bujing coldly interrupted Mr. Jidao, and went straight on: "If you really want to return my favor, then tell Master Fengxiu a sentence—"Tomorrow When this place is here, Nanfeng Bujing warms the wine and looks after you', what? Can't you do it?" Seeing Mr. Jidao's complexion pondering, Nanfeng Bujing chuckled: "You must have thought about it a thousand times in your heart and doubted my motives Whether it's good or bad, compared to Master Fengxiu, you are still on guard against me, aren't you?"

"Ha!" Mr. Jidao faintly burst out a well on his forehead, this madman is really...

"I'm not interested in joining your game of making friends. You just need to bring this message. If I don't see Master Fengxiu coming here tomorrow, I don't know where your life can be placed... No more!" Nanfeng Bujing waved his sleeves to see off the guests, without showing any sympathy.What a sensitive person this is.

"Oh~! I have to say~", Mr. Jidao finally knew why Xiao Ribiao died and he didn't want to get close to Nanfeng Bujing again. Sure enough, he would be pissed off if he had too much contact~! "Did you really sell iron plates in your previous life!"

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