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A group of people gathered around here in Mo Ke Pavilion, discussing recent topics in detail.

"The ghost tribe slaughtered many ordinary people (slayed sha) to death, and every dead person (body sh　n) was like a (dry gan) corpse, without the slightest blood. They, in the end, want to (dry gan) What is it?..." Ye Du put his chin on, thinking.

"I’ve never heard of the ghost tribe before (killing sha) people like this. The former ghost tribes are so cruel. When you see people, you can’t wait to pounce on them and eat (dry gan) (dry gan) cleanly. Now they are. Become blood-sucking?" Bai Jun spread his hands, also looking helpless.

It's just a little ghost, and only a few lower-level little ghosts can devour people in the ghost clan. The high-level ghost clan never cannibalize people, except to absorb ghost energy.

"All become vampires?" Lingge muttered aside.

"What is a vampire?"

Zhou Xiao raised his head and looked at Ling Ge, wondering that the word was unheard of.

"It's something that likes blood sucking, it will **** people into (gan) corpses." Lingge has a headache, there is no word vampire here, no one knows a vampire.

"So that's it." Zhou Xiao replied, lowering his head to think.

I haven't heard of this kind of thing before, but I even read all the ancient books of the Tian Zhou Dynasty, how could it not be?

If Lingge knew what he was thinking, she would definitely slap her head, very speechless.

We don’t have this thing, how can you find it?

"I have never seen this kind of thing in ancient books. It should be something that the ghost tribe is doing recently. It's definitely not a good thing." Du Rufeng holds ((胸xiong)xiong) in both hands, his eyes solemn, and one hand is sticking. The chin said, looking very serious, so Le Qing almost didn't recognize it.

Is such a serious look really my brother? Although her brother is handsome and elegant in front of other women, in the private of everyone, it is a funny comparison of life (脱tuo) (脱tuo).

"Your kid also has a serious time? Haha, it's rare." Ye Du couldn't help but laugh, and patted Du Rufeng on the shoulder.

"Let's come, this time (qing) is a serious matter, but I was dragged by the head of an important task. If I am not serious, I will have to be trained by the head of the head." Du Rufeng rolled his eyes, his eyes were erratic, a little afraid Looked at his sister.

Every time it was because of the junior sister who went to file a complaint, and every time I was trained, I was punished (jin) enough, unable to go out, and if he didn't go out, he would feel (身sh　n) uncomfortable.

"Ghosts are only here, I will use my old (日) ancient country's techniques to burn them so that there is no residue left." Yan Lie said, a faint flame appeared in his crimson eyes. , It was breathtaking, as if it could burn a piece, the aura erupting from (身sh　n) was full of the peak of the spiritual profound realm.

"Yes, my Heaven and Zhou Dynasty has never been afraid of any ghost clan. The martial world is the territory of my human clan. How can I allow ghost clan to be presumptuous." Zhou Xiao said, (body sh　n) there was a golden (color) spirit. The force is like a curtain of sky, permeating behind (身sh　n), the momentum is not weaker than the intensity on the side.

The two spiritual powers blended together, as if they collided with each other again, as if they were competing against each other.

"How can this kind of thing (qing) not bring my Poison Demon Sect?" Ye Duxie smiled, (body sh　n) the strange green (color) spiritual power, turned into a snake shape, wrapped around Zhou ( Body sh　n), green reflective, looks extremely poisonous, long black hair fluttering in the wind.

"My Bihaiyun sound gate is not bad." Du Rufeng's face (color) straightened, his fingers gently stroked in the air, the light blue (color) spiritual power was like a wave, impacting out, as if he could hear a light and comfortable的琴音.

"As a member of the martial arts world, I am naturally indispensable." The man at the mysterious road nodded, and a mysterious spiritual power lingered out.

"Although my Taiming Sect is not better than you, but our Taiming Sect also has to make a contribution to the Martial Realm Human Race." Bai Suling's face was serious, her beautiful eyes widened, and she was faintly about to break into the spiritual profound realm. With the sharp sword light, the other warriors who stabbed felt (身sh　n) a pain.

"So are we."

Mu Yueqing and Nun Nun looked at each other tacitly, and said righteously.

The song I watched is a little bit painful. The words and scenes seem to be quite second in the eyes of the previous life, but there is no way, I have to shout as a symbol of ((性xing)xing) on ​​the side.

"Come on..."

Pavilion Master Mo seemed to be a little impatient, and waved his hand and said calmly, "You are also enough, the old man Mo Ke Pavilion is not here to show off your spiritual power for you." After a pause, he continued: "The ghost tribe is rampant recently. The old man has also heard about the massacre of ordinary creatures everywhere (qingqing), and the demon sect has also emerged. The matter (qingqing) has become more and more difficult. The king of the city has already killed people. The news has been sent to the Valkyrie, and you have to warn you when you go back, so that your sect will be prepared."

After speaking, he sighed lightly and looked at the darkening sky outside the window.

"The situation in the martial world, I am afraid that there will be a big change..."

......

"Smiling timidly, the night breeze is rustling, the ghosts are heavy, hitting with a stick, grabbing with a chain,..." Two creepy and sharp voices are looming, and the sky (color) is already dark. , It was dark, there was no sound, and the sound suddenly sounded very terrifying under such an atmosphere.

Two (身sh　n) shadows...No, they should be two ghost shadows, sometimes like (yin) wind, sometimes like afterimages, walking on the empty streets of Wanluo City.

One was holding a long iron thorn spike, with traces of blood stained on it, gathered into a bloodshot, and slowly shed, while the other was holding a long iron chain with double-sided barbs, cold mang four ( Lu), from time to time there is a light and weird thumping sound.

The white robe and the black robe are like the two envoys of black and white impermanence in the myth. Every time they take a step, there will be a burst of (yin) wind, leaving behind ghost images.

ps: Update, the daily update may become more than 1500 words, because the author has to write the manuscript for you! (He vomits blood and falls to the ground crying bitterly. In addition, everyone who has monthly tickets will give monthly tickets!!! Bai Jun begged!)

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