The Endless Shuttle

She seemed to be in a quagmire, and huge pressure came from every corner of her body, which locked the two rituals firmly on the ground. In this way, the "death" that pierced into the opponent's "death", the connection has almost become a problem.

"King Kong. Viper—"

Three ring patterns appeared under Huang Ye Zonglian's feet. They overlap each other, as if the trajectory of a planet turns into an enchantment, closely isolating the "inside" and the "outside."

"I have no interest in fighting with you, Liang Yi. Just stay there quietly, waiting for me to kill you or be rescued."

The monk turned his gaze to Rope, who was motionless, with a little majesty in his eyes.

"The war **** of Zoroastrianism, today, at this time, it is you and me fighting. The janitor who protects the roots, and then chooses to watch from the side, I will accept this body."

"Should you say that you are the ignorant and fearless, or the stubbornness to stick to your wishes after seeing everything through? No matter which one is worthy of admiration, Huang Ye Zonglian." Luo Pei smiled relaxedly.

"Although I really want to burn you into ashes with the "white horse" or turn into a white lime like, I have agreed to give you to her before, and I still don't plan to go back. In addition, you are too underestimated, right? Don't say the kind of irritating things. "

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Huang Ye Zonglian quickly understood Luo Pei's meaning.

As if irritated by the monks' words that were not in their eyes, the two rituals gritted their teeth and forced their arms to press down, and the overwhelmed bones screamed slightly.

The knife in his hand touched the floor-Huang Ye Zonglian's first level of enchantment.

With a sharp cut, the friction between the floor and the metal brought out a spark, and at the same time the kimono girl regained her ability to move freely, bend her knees and pant in place.

"Even to see through the death of my enchantment in such a short time...?" Huang Ye Zonglian was a little surprised.

The death of living things can be understood by human beings, because human beings are wrapped in the death of the same kind all day, and they can recognize death from themselves. In contrast, the death of a dead thing is too abstract and conceptual, and it is often very difficult to recognize.

The enchantment is "line", and its meaning is like "boundary." The two ceremonies can see the flaws of the Arakawa Zonglian within two sentences after being bound, and the qualifications can no longer be described as "excellent."

"What's the urge to talk to myself..."My body", even if the **** over there, I didn't expect that the magician would say such disgusting words. "

"Oh? I'll leave it alone? Does the formula mean that I can use your body at will?"

"Quiet!"

"Well...it hurts."

The two rituals adjusted their breathing, ignoring Rope's trouble-making behavior, holding the dagger in his backhand and rushing up again.

It was like an unconscionable action, but this time she could see the death of the enchantment surrounding the black-clothed man!

The brain felt like it was burning, which instead gave a clearer perception of the two rituals.

Force your legs and walk quickly.

Wooden shoes can't affect the girl's flexible pace at all. Her kimono fluttered like a butterfly, avoiding the pursuit of the two layers of golden enchantment.

The monk's body also greeted him head-on.

The barrier between "King Kong" and "Snake and Scorpion" was cut open after a short two strokes. Huang Ye Zonglian lost his umbrella, but he was also waiting for the result.

The blade of death approached, Huang Ye Zonglian's sturdy right hand pulled quickly like a steel pliers.

"!?"

"That pair of eyes is too dangerous as an accessory to the two rituals. You don't need them as a "door". "

The palm of her hand covered the line of sight, and she reflexively retracted the knife that pierced Huang Ye Zonglian's chest, slashing to the position of the arm, intending to cut off the monk's right hand entirely.

"Dai Tian." Huang Ye Zonglian said.

The blade passed through his wrist and did not cause any harm.

Almost, Huang Ye Zonglian's right hand was about to touch the two ceremonies. But for some reason, the monk's hand paused.

"Um?"

It was this moment of time that gave the girl enough time to react, blocking the hand that didn't hold the knife in front of the trajectory of Huang Ye Zonglian's right hand.

Bang!

With the strength of a monster, the girl smashed into the bottles and cans next to her. The hardened glass of some of the cans was even smashed, and the human head and formalin ran out together.

The first close battle between the two ceremonies and Huang Ye Zonglian ended with her defeat. The two hundred-year-old tantric monks, in addition to magic, martial arts are at their peak.

"I know you won't just sit back and watch, Bahram."

Huang Ye Zonglian stared at Luo Pei who distracted him with a strong killing intent, and the other party sat in the same position without moving.

Even with such explicit expression of killing intent, the monk still dare not act rashly-because he knows that if he is not careful, he is 90% likely to die.

-The battle with the military **** does not allow mistakes.

Luo Pei ignored Huang Ye Zonglian, looked at the place where he fell, and asked calmly.

"You know a little bit about how far your strength is from him, right? Shi, honestly ask me for help, I will help you get back the injury just now."

With the sound of the bottle being pushed, the girl in kimono crawled out of it, feeling a little bit drenched after being soaked in formalin.

"...I don't need you, don't be nosy Rope."

The hand she used to resist Huang Ye Zonglian lost consciousness, not knowing whether it was a broken bone or a bruise.

Even so, the two rituals still stood up, holding a knife in one hand and staring at Huang Ye Zonglian with indelible fighting spirit.

"Weaving" hatred must be reported by me! "

"..."

...You said there is nothing wrong with standing by and watching, the super thugs are right next to you, just say how to get revenge.

The stubbornness of the two rituals is not incomprehensible, but it still makes Rope feel tricky.

Because of this, she is the two ceremonies.

"I really lost to you, girl Yo."

Rope dropped his shoulders and sighed.

Afterwards, he magically took out a double-barreled revolver from the inside of his jacket-"Blue Rose. Gai".

"Originally there was something better for you, but Jean-style said something like swearing allegiance to me... It's impossible. Just like that, have a good fight, and then go home and sleep peacefully. It will be tomorrow again. a new day……"

Luo Pei's gun was not aimed at Ye Zonglian, but at the two ceremonies.

The girl was a little stunned. Although she could feel Rope's kindness, she still shivered from the bottom of her heart when she was pointed at something like this.