The Evil Imperial Monarch

Chapter 182: Quasi-san

The black-faced Rakshasa did not leave immediately, but instead of playing a lot of similar black mirrors in the yard, it eventually became a piece and became something like a video recorder.

On the mirror, Ye Chu appeared in the morning to fight and punch. Looking at the set of geeks that Ye Chu played, the black-faced Raksha eyes brightened and frowned. "What is this boxing? Why can you sway the heavens? Is he creating a holy punch?"

Ye Chu's Tai Chi, black-faced Rakshasa has never been seen, but only in the mirror, you can see some heavenly visions.

For example, when Ye Chu beats the boxing, the dust in the surrounding courtyard is slowly swirling with his boxing, and the surrounding wind is also moving with his boxing.

This is the foundation of the holy law. The reason why the holy law is called the saint's law is because of the power of the saint. The simplest sign of the saint is to communicate with the heavens and the earth, affect the heavens and the earth, and control the heavens and the earth.

It’s just that the black-faced Rakshasa can’t see through Ye’s boxing. There are some mysterious places. It seems to be a leisurely walk, but it can be used to confuse the world. It’s really incredible.

The picture in the mirror turned and turned to the scene of the Shangpin Zongwang attacking Liu Zhuang and the woman. I saw the silver glaze, and when the light was about to reach Liu Zhuang and the woman, Ye Chu However, he tore open the void, got into the world, and then took the two away in a flash, and then disappeared together.

"What is this means?"

The black-faced Rakshasa saw this scene and was somewhat confused. He said to himself: "Is it a tree sacred and a sacred man?"

"Or the disciple of the owner of Niuhuangdong?"

The black-faced Rakshah has been associated with the use of this band for a while, and the one who claims to be the master disciple of Niuhuangdong.

"Maybe it's really this person."

The black-faced Rakshasa did not leave immediately, and continued to check in the courtyard. After about half an hour, the black-faced Rakshasa suddenly looked up and smiled and said: "Kid, it's time to come out!"

On top of his head, there was a tiny vortex spinning, and the black-faced Rakshasa sensed this small change.

His eyes seemed to be in a black fire, looking up at that position, and a black fireworks burned in the void.

Ye Chu, who was in white, walked down from it and raised his hand to smooth the black fireworks around him. The black-faced Rakshasa had some minor accidents, but why was his fireworks so easily erased?

“Is it a spiritual master?”

The black-faced Raksha was shocked, and the thought flashed through his mind. He knew what the singer was, and he was still a singer in the realm of sacredness. One.

"The Rakshasa is really so happy, how can I wait for me here?" Ye Chu grinned and slowly walked down from the air.

Although the black-faced Rakshasa was scared, but I have seen the big world, I didn’t feel anything. I still stared at Ye Chu: "That is Liu Zhuang’s family affairs. Why do you want to shoot? This is not in line with our law of the island. Law, you have to give me a confession!"

"This is a mistake made by the people of Raksha. This is Liu Zhuang, my older brother. I am his younger brother. Naturally, I will be under my control." Ye Chu is not afraid of him.

He sat down in the courtyard and made a large piece of fish, ready to start grilling fish.

"Uh……"

So obscured by Ye Chu, the black-faced Luosha cross-browed cold, and the eyes flashed a murder.

His black-faced Rakshasa is not a year or two, and he has been so insulted, even if the other party is quasi-holy, he has absolute confidence to kill him.

However, there was a burst of fish scent on the tip of the nose, which made the black-faced Rakshasa somewhat addictive. He didn’t like Ye Chu, he rarely ate such grilled fish, and it was just a short time ago. It was indeed awkward. .

"Luosha adults sit down and have something to eat..."

Ye Chu is not stingy, straight down a large piece, smeared the seasoning on it, and then cooked it directly with the fire.

For them, grilling fish is really not a difficult thing, bonfire, heart fire, the life of the holy fire can quickly roast, quickly make the meat cooked.

"Humph!"

Although very disdain, the black-faced Rakshasa sat down and took the fish and asked, "What do you wipe?"

"seasoning……"

Ye Chu did not answer carefully. He took a bite off first, and took out two small pots of wine by the way. One pot was thrown to the black-faced Rakshasa: "Larsaru, try a small wine..."

"it is good……"

See Ye Chu so bold, black face Luocha thinks that Ye Chu has some meaning, directly took the wine and took a sip first, immediately praised: "Good wine! You still have, I have five thousand Xuanshi pot to buy! ”

Five thousand Xuanshi a small pot of such wine, is indeed a high price, but Ye Chu can not sell him to him.

He smiled and said: "The Raksha adults are too polite. How can you ask for your money? I can still give you two small pots. This is still obtained many years ago, and now I have no."

"It is indeed a good wine. It should be a good wine that has been brewed for 10,000 years. This wine is estimated to be produced only in the nine major cities. Have you been to the Nine Fairies?" The black-faced Rakshasa is very knowledgeable and directly Even the year of this peerless wine, as well as the place of production, has been clarified.

"The Raksha adults have seen a lot of knowledge..." Ye Chu did not deny it. "This wine was indeed I was in the Nine Fairies, and the Rakshasa people have also been to the Nine Fairies?"

The black-faced Rakshasa took a good drink and tore off a piece of fish. He shouted refreshingly: "This king is the person of the Nine Fairies."

"Oh?"

Ye Chu had some accidents and asked: "Why did the adults come to the love field and still be the top ten Rakshasa here?"

"Hey, make people get rid of people..." The black-faced Rakshasa, a rare sigh, reveals a touch of humanity. "I was just a young boy. I am now at this age. I can’t think of it here. It’s not easy to meet someone who has been to the Nine Fairies."

"You should be the Nine Fairies that you went to not long ago? What is the situation now? Have you been to Murong's home?" There are a lot of black-faced Raksha problems, and some little excitement.

He has been on this Biling Island for thousands of years. He has not returned to the Nine Fairies in the past millennium. I don't know what the Nine Fairies are like now.

Those who smother again, and those who are cold-faced, mention their own homeland, and still express deep homesickness in their words.

"Mu Rongjia?" Ye Chu was shocked. Is this guy still a Murong family?

Ye Chuxi wine said: "The nine great fairy tales that went to the past 20 years ago have returned to the **** domain all the way. The nine strong celestial strongs such as Lin are much stronger than the scent of the scent. The Murong family I have not been to, though. I have heard of the prestige of the Murong family. The owner of a city in the Nine Fairies is naturally incomparable."

"That's for sure..." said the self-talk in the black-faced Luosha language.

If he knew that Ye Chu had one person's strength, he went to Murong's ancestral land and used the ice king's throne to freeze Murong's ancestral land for half a year. It is estimated that he would not say so.