Chapter 754 (1/2)
The Dragon tilts the evil slightly to lift the eye son, the eyeground bloodthirsty color is more obvious.
Come at the right time, the more people he likes, the more exciting he is!
Originally, he planned to destroy the gate of thunderbolt and let all the people in the upper circles know the news, but now he has changed his mind. He is more interested in the selection of the strength in ten days.
The man who took the lead went to Liao Zongtian and carried him to a tree to rest. He said quietly, ”master, are you ok?”
Liao Zitian slightly shakes his head, coagulates the dragon that does not smile to pour evil, kill the meaning to instantly rise all around.
”Kill him!”
Tu Mo stands up and glances at the evil dragon. His eyes are very complicated, some light and some helpless.
”Ah...” Cry again, Liao Zhongtian that only healthy arm, more than a bright Huo Huo dagger.
With the blood flowing down, Tu Mo's eyes whirled, squatted down to help Liao Zhongtian seal the meridians and pulled out the dagger on his limbs.
”If you dare to come to the behong gate to cause trouble, why don't you dare to show your true face?” In the cold morning, Tu Mo in a black robe is out of place.
Longqing evil mouth with a smile, slightly pale face but not a trace of soft, dark way: ”you do not deserve to see my true face.”
As soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen people in black came to Tu Mo's side in an instant. The strange and charming feeling shocked the atmosphere around him.
Tu Mo's eyes slightly pick, more than a dozen people in black jump into the air in an instant, but disappear in the air in the next second.
The breath became a little strange, and the air around me was a little depressed.
In the blink of an eye, the man in black appeared again, and he had come to the dragon. In addition to being cold, they had no intention of killing at the moment.
The dragon's eyes are dark and evil.
On that day, a large number of people and horses came again, and they were only the funeral objects of his men. The blood of the thundergate was stained with blood and the blood was full of blood everywhere.
The news spread in a day.
They are all saying that a mysterious man can still leave without any injury.
When the news came out, and the gold list of the thunderbolt gate was posted, the heroes were summoned, and people from all walks of life became more curious, so they rushed to the place.
Among them, cangyunbao and Jiafu of Qingcheng town are naturally included.
Seven days later, most of the people who can participate in the selection have come, and Liao's injury has recovered, but now he needs to be in a wheelchair.
A mess of the thundergate restored the scene of the past, but still vaguely showed the smell of killing that day.
For the sake of convenience, the boundary over the sky has been removed, and the weird and gloomy feeling is no longer there. The martial arts competition arena is located at the gold, silver and copper billboard outside the gate of perahong.
Ten days later.
Today, cangyun Bao Jin Yu Yan and Jia Qingchun of Jia's residence are all here. There are some people who dress up strangely. Some things are dark and some breath is pure.
Until noon, people from all walks of life had gathered together. They were all sitting in the courtyard of perangmen. Old friends from all walks of life who had not seen for a long time gathered together to greet the cold and the warm.
In the crowd, a man with a white yarn sitting in a remote corner, although his position is not obvious, but always attracted other people's eyes.
He leisurely raised his tea cup and sipped it gently. His manner revealed elegance. His white clothes sometimes rolled up, with a kind of purity and indifference.
”Do you mind if I sit down?”
A touch of Yingqi crisp voice came, Nangong Yi raised her eyes slightly, glanced at the man, and nodded slightly.