"Mo Tong, your brother called you back for dinner!" Winnie said, licking her fingers.

This Nima...Motong shivered suddenly, with a sense of ignorance.

It seems that flowers also need green leaves to accompany you. If you want to blame, you can only blame those idiots for being too weak, and the playing is not exciting at all. No wonder no one applauded!

The gang who was thrown out did not dare to come in again, and left dingy. Such a disturbance did not affect everyone's mood for eating. Mo Tong beat someone and seemed to have an appetite. He didn't eat the rabbit head. Yes, how cute a rabbit is, how can I bear to eat it, but...just close your eyes and not see.

Mo Tong closed his eyes and ate two big plates in one breath, don't say it, it's so fragrant!

At the checkout, the boss thanked Rose and the others in succession: "Guests, if you didn’t make the move just now, my little shop would be demolished by those guys. I would not say thank you, so I don’t have to pay for it. It’s an honor for me to invite you all!"

"I'm not short of money." Lao Wang glanced at him lazily, and dropped one hundred and sixty-five euros, there are zeros and wholes, no more or no less: "Take it. "

The old man thanked him again and again, and sent the roses out of the shop.

As he got older, he didn't walk as fast as the young man, so he returned to the kitchen slowly.

There was a cook in the kitchen who was cooking. The old man smiled at him and opened the door of a dark room to walk in.

When the door closed, the old-fashioned boss suddenly seemed to have changed.

The staggering steps became brisk, and the rickety back straightened.

"Elder!"

"Elder!"

There were a lot of people in black sitting in the room. Seeing the old man coming in, they all stood up immediately and saluted him respectfully.

It was hot, and the back of the kitchen was even hotter. All of them opened their black shirts, with nine stars tattooed on their chests, one in the middle and eight outside.

The Tianshijiao of the Nine Gods, an organization that is almost as famous as the dark hall, is usually quite low-key on the mainland, and there is not much notorious thing, but it is regarded by the nine gods as a dangerous element as the dark hall and is wanted. Its members have been killed for nearly a hundred years.

Because they claim to be the legacy of the most sacred master Wang Meng and inherited the ideals and inheritance of the ancestors, while the Nine Gods are named after the “Orthodox Masters of the Most Holy Master”. The belief of many people in God, so for them, the heavenly teacher's teaching is more threatening than the dark hall.

"Grandpa," a rather handsome man greeted the front, and before the old man could speak, he couldn't wait to ask: "Is that that person?"

"There are seven or eight!" The old man said with a smile: "Eight Soul Mirror's reaction is the strongest this time..."

The beautiful man said: "How many times has the Eight Soul Mirror been illuminated in the past 100 years? No one is accurate."

"I feel like he has a very unusual temperament, and the soul-seed is very strange, and I can't see it. Of course, it still needs further confirmation." The old man doesn't care about the little emotion of the'man', but kindness. Looking at him: "Girl, I'm afraid this will be handed over to you, this time in the ghost realm, you must find a way to get close to him, take blood for the final step of confirmation!"

The man was obviously a woman pretending to be a man, and she was a little surprised: "Grandpa, didn't you just do it... With your strength, it would be unknowingly taking it directly."

"Hehe, his alertness is very high, far more than the superficial frivolity, and the girl of the Li family is also very ghostly, and..." The old man laughed and said meaningfully: "That Yasha guy is true It’s very difficult, even I can’t take it lightly.”

"what?!"

All the disciples taught by the Heavenly Master were stunned.

Who is this? One of the elders taught by the Celestial Master, a master of the ghost level, no matter how strong the younger generation is, it is impossible to break the boundary of the ghost level, but the difference between the ghost level and the tiger is the difference between heaven and earth, not to mention the elder... …

The woman disguised as a woman was also stunned.

Hei Wukai's ranks third in the Blade's Edge Temple. It can be expected that he is very strong, but even the ghost grade grandpa is so respected and vigilant, then this person is obviously a bit beyond the so-called'strong' category.

The higher the level, and the more the gap between the tiger-level and the ghost-level, this kind of thing is not unprecedented in history, but it is rare, unless it is the era when the heroes of the Holy Master were born in large numbers. .

Although the Yasha tribe is the top talent ranking among the known mainland races, it is impossible to directly reach this level of defying the sky, unless it is the so-called monster that only appeared in a few hundred years, but is it possible?

There are evildoers in troubled times. This is the law of ancient times. Is troubled times coming? And since it's troubled times, doesn't it mean...

"This is not a bad thing, after all, he is helping Wang Feng."

"Girl, think of a way to get close, but never cause a dispute." The old man's expression became lighter, and he said with a smile: "Just think of a way to get blood. The Eight Soul Mirror is only a probability, but blood can't deceive people. If you can blend in, that's our young master. Of course, if not, he is not our enemy either..."

The woman nodded lightly, "Yes."

The old man said faintly: "Others have been watching closely during this time, their eyes have been brightened, and the monsters and ghosts that sneak in are carefully investigated. Dragon City is our territory. We understand our mission. We are not helping the blade. It is not the nine gods, but the young master who may appear."

"Yes!" The other people in black around him became glaring.

They have been waiting for this opportunity for too long, too long, to the point that they can't wait.

Chapter 203 The Old Black Mighty

These days, there are still people rushing to pay out.

"Wang Feng, you are a little too poor in handling this matter." Mo Tong was happy, and finally found a bit of superiority in IQ: "We saved that boss, and they thank you for avoiding the order, but you have to take advantage of this. Don’t you make that boss feel uncomfortable? You really have no emotional intelligence..."

Lao Wang laughed, but Winnie rolled her eyes next to her: "Wipe your eyes well. It's also the Eight Minds. Why is there such a big gap between you and the Heiwukai?"

"I wipe it!" Mo Tong said uncomfortably, "I can't beat him, but how can my handsomeness, body and IQ not surpass him? You are not thinking about this..."

"The boss has a problem." Fantasy reminded from the side.

Mo Tong touched his chin and meditated: "The legs seem to be a bit problematic. The old man, isn't it all like this? What does it matter?"

Except for Kola frowning, everyone else laughed. Kola was because I was really less knowledgeable. Motong was purely an IQ problem.

"Spicy rabbit head is a cold pot...It's not big, but he has two hands. It's not very'professional'." Fantasy said: "And he doesn't look right at Afeng, it's obviously you. Yes, he keeps Xie Afeng, don't you think it is strange?"

"Yeah, what you said..." Mo Tong frowned. No wonder he was uncomfortable after finishing the fight before. It's okay for the others to give no applause, but it was obvious that he saved the person, but the old man kept staring. Looking at Wang Feng... Fuck, I only found out now that the old guy is not a thing, it was me who saved him!

Winnie gave Fantasy a thumbs up very approvingly: "Yes, not bad, Asiba, you are still good at observation. If you are interested in being a spy, I will go to Lao Li to help you sign up!"

"I'm only a tiger, so I don't want to interfere with Old Man Li's eyes..." Fantsey fought a cold war as soon as he heard it. For those who know a little bit about the margins, the degree of the Li family's'darkness' is about the same as Dark Demon Island is as deep as the shadow of the temple disciples. Moreover, when Li Wenni usually mentions her father, it is described as the image of the world's largest demon. This...Anyone who listens to it has to be a pestle, he has to watch Xiang Wangfeng: "Afeng, I think that old guy is mostly for you, or let's stop shopping, right?"

"The nightlife has just begun, why don't you just go shopping?" Old Wang smiled and comforted: "Axiba, don't be afraid, the more we waver, the more people worry about whether we are kept fishing behind us. Enforcement, those masters who dare not move, this is called taking chestnuts from fire. It looks dangerous, but in fact, it is safe. It just happens to be able to look at what there are."

"Would you like to stop going for a few whole cups?" Hei Wukai suggested enthusiastically. He obviously felt that he hadn't drunk enough. The five poisonous sand wine was not as good as he thought, but the stamina was really enough. He came out of the restaurant. , The feeling of brewing after that also followed.

"Still drinking?" Winnie gave Lao Hei angrily: "You will have to compete with that Zhao Ziyue at ten o'clock tomorrow. If you get confused by that time, don't be beaten and lose your face." 16k Chinese

Hei Wukai laughed: "Haha, don't worry, the more I drink, the more energetic I am. I never get a hangover."

"Old Hei, let me tell you, you are strong, but don't despise that guy." Winnie said swearingly: "Zhao Ziyue is known as the representative of the temple's spear martial arts, the first gun, his marksmanship is not The old waste wood in Phoenix can be compared. Be careful of the ship overturning in the gutter."

"An La An La," Lao Wang said with a smile. "It's not that I helped Lao Hei blow. Even if the Nine Gods and the Blade are tied together, Lao He is the top three. You really don't believe it, a Zhao Zi He said, even though he was drunk, he still beat him."

Hei Wukai smiled slightly and gave Lao Wang a meaningful look without saying much.

"What's the third, direct first!" Mo Tong nodded vigorously beside him, agreeing with Lao Wang's words: "After all, he is the only man who can defeat me!"

Mo Tong's words are naturally ignored, but Lao Wang's words can be believed at least half, but only half.

Hei Wukai is very strong, but it’s a bit exaggerated to say that it’s the top three among all the academies on both sides. After all, no one knows what’s going on on the Nine Gods side, even on the temple side. There are many others that are not well-known, not necessarily worse than the so-called top ten.

Besides, none of the people who can come here are weak, and they basically have special abilities and special soul-types, and they have been cultivated by major churches and war colleges. If such special abilities are put on the playing field, it may be possible. Will be restricted to play, but in a place like this, each has its own ability to maximize their ability. Many people's special abilities can restrain certain people to the death. Who dares to say that they are invincible?

Winnie rolled her eyes, she didn't believe it very much anyway, she was about to say something, but suddenly heard a loud noise.

boom!

I saw a flash of thunder dazzling in the direction of everyone, and a white screen was immediately in front of him, stinging his eyes, and the energy and terrifying soul crystal shells turned into ball-shaped lightning and blasted toward everyone fiercely.

Fantasy was stunned and completely forgot to move.

Winnie's pupils suddenly closed, and she kicked towards Fantasy, who was closest to her, and then leaped towards Wang Feng. Next to Mo Tong, she instinctively pulled Ke La's arm and dodge to the left.

There were still many people near the main street at this time. The owners of several small shops were in a state of fright. They opened their mouths blankly and looked at the white light thunderball, while more people screamed in horror, trying to avoid them.

But that is the Soul Crystal Cannon...

There was a hint of helplessness in Winnie's eyes. Not to mention the speed of ordinary people, even if she and Mo Tong reacted quickly, they couldn't really escape. Now they can only drag Wang Feng to avoid the center of the explosion.

But at this moment, a dark shadow rose into the air to meet the thunderball.

Who? !

Some pupils lurking nearby for observation shrank slightly.

Hei Wukai's mouth curled up.

Snapped.

The thumb of the left hand holding the sword flicked slightly with a soft sound.

bass!

The Yasha Spike Sword is out of its sheath!

Jianmang instantly pulled out a perfect arc in the air, slashing towards the thunderball.

The sword light swept out like a whip and ‘pierced’ through the thunderball.

The speed of the thunderball did not decrease, but Hei Wukai's eyes flashed, the sword arc pulled back, second stage!

-Yasha Yan flew back!

The thunder light in the sky shone in an instant, but the light immediately converged in an instant.

Huh!

Boom!

Hei Wukai fell to the ground, and the Yasha Spike Sword had been sheathed, lazily pinned to his waist, as if it had never been sheathed before.

And what fell afterwards was the soul crystal cannon core that had been cut into four halves, the size of a grinding disc, crashed on the ground, and smashed two deep pits on the ground.

………………

The people in the whole block were dreaming, staring at Hei Gukai blankly. Are they still human?

These young people are just temple disciples, so outrageous?

And isn't the Rune Cannon exploded at the touch of a touch, this man's sword is almost here?

This kind of power, I'm afraid that ordinary ghost-level warriors will hide, right?

"Withdraw and withdraw!" Old Wang was also taken aback. He was the first to react and greeted everyone to leave the open area and hide in the nearby alley.

Fortunately, the subsequent attack did not appear.

"Fuck, how come there is a rune cannon here?!" Winnie's eyes are almost green, and the careful liver is still plopping. It was really thrilling just now. With the power of this rune cannon, she slammed hard. Probably it means that Heiwukai and Motong can resist death, relying on their speed to avoid the center of the explosion, but it is hard to say that they will suffer multiple injuries. As for the other three...If Heiwukai did not shoot in time, then They are determined not to live anymore.

"Isn't that stuff supposed to be on the head of the city?" Fantsey's face was frightened and his legs were still a little trembling. He wanted to look out of the alley like Wang Feng, but he didn't dare after all.

"There are also ones that can be disassembled and carried." Old Wang and Da Ge had talked about Bing Ling in detail before, and knew that the dead men of the Nine Gods used this detachable and portable soul crystal cannon instead of Fourier. Stopped the elite of the Bingling Principality: "It's a person of the nine gods, but I don't know which war college it belongs to."

The detachable small soul crystal cannon is currently only owned by the Nine Gods, and if the Nine Gods are used, most of them are from the War Academy, because they can justify killing the Templar disciples here. The gunner may still have to worry about being counter-killed, but hiding from a distance to control the soul crystal cannon is just a matter of effort.

"I'll go!" Mo Tong was stunned: "The War Academy sends them this kind of stuff? The temple will let us come empty-handed? If the other side sends out five hundred units, wait for us to enter the illusory realm. Then we are still playing around here in the sanctuary, and not every team has a black armor..."

Everyone looked at each other, and Winnie said: "Don't persuade~lightnovelpub.net~ it's impossible. This thing looks simple, but the cost is very expensive. Moreover, even if it is disassembled, it is very heavy and enters the illusion. Those guys want to bring it, fearing that the whole team will become a snail speed. Even if there is, it will only be one or two at most. Head-to-head fights cannot beat the masters, and two or three manpowers are wasted to operate. They can only hide. For Yin people.

Lao Wang has calmed down. Although the soul crystal cannon scared everyone, it achieved an unexpected effect.

I wanted to bring Lao Hei to become famous. This is related to my future plans. There must be a lot of people staring at Rose in secret. This earth-shattering sword of Lao He must have made everyone have a deep mentality. The shadow is gone.

Just be famous!

The purpose is achieved, but there is no need to continue shopping.

"These people are really not particular about it. Rune cannons are used!" Lao Wang patted his chest and checked the bag in his hand with lingering fear: "Fortunately, Lao Tzu's spicy bunny head has not been lost, otherwise I will be with them today. It's not over!"

"Withdrawn!"

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