MTL - Chronicles of Heaven-Chapter 27 Longevity

When Wu Tie and the old iron rushed to the bull hero, Shi Lingqing also wanted to keep up.

Rowling didn't give her a chance, and her words and persuasion couldn't shake him. The clean and sturdy knife screamed with anger and anger, and Shi Lingqing was even more eclipsed.

Shi electric snorted, the right hand stick waved, three short sticks in the sleeves spouted, and the dim light was turned into the grid to Luo Lin.

The grid has not yet landed, and the nail has been moved over with Wu.

Wu Laoda single-arm drive stone column, a few short stone guns cracked open to the ground and spit out, when facing the stone electric stab.

Stone power is helpless, can only give up attacking Luo Lin, and greeted the stone gun with the power grid.

The dim power grid and the short stone gun touched slightly, the power grid shattered, the stone gun broke, and Shidian and Wu Laos took a breath at the same time. Shidian took a few steps back, and Wu boss couldn’t help but retching. A burst of blood suddenly came out of his mouth.

Both of them are exhausted and can only look at each other and can no longer afford to shoot.

The clever chain knife made a sharp break, the long chain waved, the sharp sickle tore open the air, and the cold light was extremely dangerous to Luo Lin.

Luo Lin’s one-armed sword, in spite of the chain knife that fell to his body, was just a fatal knife.

Clever and angry, in the people in the place, even Shi Lingqing was nailed to the face and hit three triangle nails, but also inexplicably corrosive and highly toxic. Only a clever person was clean and tidy, not hurting a little, and even the clothes were not contaminated with dust.

But he is afraid of death.

Luo Lin put on a desperate posture, and he did not dare to touch Luo Lin. In the face of Luo Lin’s sharp knife, he could only step back and retreat step by step, constantly persuading Luo Lin to 'put down hatred' and 'share together. treasure'.

"Your sister is already dead!" Cleverly screamed: "For a dead man, you have already plunged so many brothers! Luo Lin, be awake, don't be stubborn. How many brothers do you want to kill?"

"Do you see the body of the ancient saint? There must be a baby on him... No, the body of the ancient saint is supreme." Qiao 'Hate the iron is not steel' and roared loudly toward Luo Lin: "Maybe, this is us." Opportunity... This is an opportunity for all of us."

"Luo Lin, you can not cherish your life... But you have to drag Wu boss, dragging and dying together here?" The clever and sorrowful remark: "You are too selfish... Luo Lin, you are too selfish It!"

The nail coughed and his right leg was swollen, and black blood oozing out of the pores.

Withered lips, nailed to himself: "The clever words sound quite reasonable, I have nothing to say."

Wu Laoda grabbed the stone pillar in his hand and gave it to the nail's head: "Hey, do you want to reconcile with him?"

Nail shook his head and sighed: "The third child was supposed to be revenge alone... It’s our brothers who came to help him, the brothers who died and wounded, but I can’t blame the third... ?"

Cleverly waved the chain knife, flashed a heavy smash of Luo Lin, the chain knife swayed a sinister arc, leaving a deep wound on Luo Lin's face. When I heard the nail, I cried out with a sigh of anger: "Quiet me? Blame me? Is this my fault?"

"This can't blame me... I just want to have a better future!" cleverly shouted: "Don't even say that Lingqing and I really love each other..."

Luo Lin, Wu Laoda and the nail spit at the same time, Luo Lin screamed and shouted, his body swayed, and the two afterimages rushed to the left.

Cleverly picked up his eyes and the pupils were reduced to the size of the tip.

He smirked and smiled and patted the belt.

The skillful waist is half-foot wide and is made of a half-inch thick animal skin. The center is a slap-sized black metal member. He took a picture of his palm and decorated it with a metal member of the animal's head. It turned into dozens of tiny cold light and passed to Luo Lin.

"Luo Lin... The third child... let you die a little bit." Cleverly smiled.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Luo Lin, and he screamed in a low voice. The air in front of him squirmed like a wave of water. Dozens of extremely fine cold light are three feet away from the figure, just like hitting the iron wall of the copper wall.

With a horror of horror, he simply dropped the chain knife in his hand, and ‘咚’ fell to the ground, and a head slammed on the ground.

The figure backhand was shot in a shadow of Luo Lin. This image is the body of Luo Lin. He is heavily punched on his lower abdomen. Luo Lin is blown up by a punch for more than ten meters, one end. Collided on the nail, Luo Lin, Wu Boda and the three nails suddenly rolled into a ball.

The cleverness of squatting on the ground did not raise his head, and the figure grabbed his back neck and slammed him.

"You are saying..." The figure sneered.

When the words were not finished, he suddenly screamed, and his feet kicked out to the shadow of the belly. He had two half-foot-length daggers on his boots, and the black blade was obviously poisonous.

'叮叮' two sounds, the dagger is half a foot away from the body of the figure and suddenly broke, there is an invisible barrier covering the figure, the violent anti-shock force of the shocking boots also burst into a crush, two feet It is more twisted and cracked, and the foot bones are broken like tofu.

"The palm of the hand ... forgive!" screaming in horror, tears streaming out of his eyes.

"You are talking about it, what is the better future?" The nine palms that appeared in Turkic smiled and screamed, and dozens of slaps were drawn on the clever face.

The clever cheeks were beaten with flesh and blood, and the big teeth were cracked at the same time. The broken pieces of the teeth were sprayed with blood, and the 噗噗's spit out several meters.

‘哼’, the nine palms grabbed the clever neck and slammed him to the ground.

The two legs are clung to the ground, his legs are like the thin sticks made of two glass, the flesh is blown up, the leg bones are crushed, and finally he only has the upper body hanging on the ground, not the adult shape. Screaming sternly, the screams are like a ghost mourning.

"Shut up!" Jiuzhang ordered a sigh of relief.

He was so close to his mouth that his gums were so close. His gums were bitten together. He resisted the pain and did not dare to make a little noise.

Luo Lin and the nails turned up, standing far away, looking at the nine palms in a complicated look.

The gust of wind blew, six figures wearing black armor appeared quietly behind the nine palms, and then the figures flashed, they surrounded Shi Lingqing and Shidian.

"Really love?" Nine palms looked at Shi Lingqing, and he smiled: "Do you believe this? Lin Qiao, I want to hear the truth."

He took a few breaths and violently breathed. He looked at the nine palms and said with a vibrato: "Shi Lingqing told me that she is a long-lived believer. Qianyucheng is the branch of the longevity teaching... She said that the longevity teaching power Powerful, I am in the fog knife, just an assassin who takes money to sell his life. If I join the longevity teaching, the future is naturally more extensive than being an assassin."

When I watched the nine palms, I quickly said: "The disciples are guilty, the disciples are willing to redeem their sins, and the disciples are willing to mix into the longevity teaching... as a fog knife..."

Nine palms snorted.

I closed my mouth immediately and didn't dare to make a little noise.

"Not honest." Nine palms stretched out their fingers and poked their brains hard. They smiled awkwardly: "Not honest... There must be other reasons. Lin Qiao, in the group of Wu Yan You are the smartest and most afraid of death."

"You know the means of the fog knife, so you can't easily betray." Jiuzhang ordered to go to Shi Lingqing, reached out and grabbed Shi Lingqing's chin, and lifted her face: "Longevity teach? In recent years, we The fog knife and the longevity teaching have also had contact...just, there are not many contacts."

"Talk about it, what is your lifelong education? Even the elite assassin who has been trained by my fog knife has been betrayed by you?"

Nine palms made the five fingers force, pinched Shi Lingqing's chin deformation, Shi Lingqing smiled sweetly, said softly: "Nine palms, you hurt me... Hey, Lingqing now looks so ugly, not as good as nine palms Let the antidote be given, and the appearance of Lingqing will be restored. Will Lingqing explain to you the ins and outs of the longevity teaching?"

Shi Lingqing was about to talk, and a screaming whistling, a wooden boat with a length of 20 meters flew away from the ground.

The old woman of Tong Yanhe’s hair stood in the bow of the ship and saw Shi Lingqing in the hands of the nine palms. She said that she waved her hand in a large sleeve of **** robes, and flew straight out with a piercing sound. Let the heart.

Nine palms made a cold cry, throwing away Shi Lingqing, pulling out the straight knife behind him and taking advantage of the knife.

The straight knife flickered, and a few feet of squirting a smear of cold light on the red dragonfly. With the harsh sound of the percussion, the red dragonfly rolled back and the straight knife was shaken up to three feet high. The nine palms and the old woman's body shook at the same time.

"Cang Yanyu, the fifth altar of the fog knife, the nine palms are me." The nine palms turned and looked at the old woman of Tong Yanhe, sneer and sneer: "Old woman... you are a long-lived Teach people? Longevity teach, have a master like you?"

The old woman smiled and bowed to the nine palms: "Nine palms know very little about my longevity, I have longevity... oh..."

An old woman, even if she is an excellent old woman with good skin and smooth skin, she is still an old lady who is at least 70 or 80 years old. Such an old woman, learning the appearance of the 28 girls, yelled at you, and the heart was like a stone, killing countless nine palms, and it was impossible to fight the spirits.

"Twenty years ago, my trade between the Cangyan and the Outland was opened..." Jiuzhang ordered the cold channel: "Five years ago, my fog knife and your longevity teaching had a first contact... I don't think you will live forever. The teaching has already taken a stronghold in the Cangyan domain."

The old woman smiled and nodded. She was very flattering and threw a wink at the nine palms. "The backcountry of the Cang Yan domain is the foundation of my longevity teaching to collect the longevity..."

Halfway through the words, the old woman’s gaze suddenly fell on the heroes of the cows dozens of miles away.

Shi Lingqing immediately said: "Hung Hom, that is an ancient sacred corpse... There is one person, and there is a ... foreign body, it has been a long time."

Hung Hom and Nine Palms glanced at each other, and the red cuffs shook. The nine palms made the knives inexplicable, and they nodded at the same time, shaking their heads at the same time.

Jiuzhang ordered a few steps back, away from Shi Lingqing, and pointed to the finger: "I am a traitor to the fog knife, naturally take it back to good health."

Hung Hom glanced at Shi Lingqing.

Shi Lingqing gave a low-pitched smile: "It is just a tool to save lives... Things have passed, leaving him has no effect."

The clever body trembled fiercely. He looked up incredulously and screamed with a scream: "Ling Qing..."

"Idiot!" Nine palms sneered, looked at the clever glance, suddenly leaped and turned into a gust of wind to the direction of the bull hero.

"Interesting." Hung Hom smiled, the red dragonfly flew out of the sleeve, rolled up Shi Lingqing's waist, dragged her onto the wooden boat, and patted her head gently: "Ling Qinger, things The cause and effect, I already know... Hey, you have a lot of credit for this time, and you have to work hard in the future."

Shi Lingqing smiled a few times with a stern smile, and stood respectfully behind the red dragon.

The wooden boat took a madness and quickly caught up with the nine palms.

The broken bones sucked half of the blood in the witch iron, and slowly vacated and flew up. When they were preparing to fly out of the hall, the nine palms rushed to the door of the hall before the red dragons.

Through the open door, I saw that the broken bones were so different. The nine palms made the first two steps. The straight knife in the hand blew out a knife, and laughed loudly: "This baby, Angelica is all foggy."

Wu Tie is sore and soft, his eyes are black, and he will not stand for a while.

The old iron turned around, the blood in the throat flashed, and he glanced at the wooden boat that came from the nine palms and galloped. He suddenly became a soft foot, and the sound of '咚' fell to the ground: "Hey, this Damn the door, Grandpa, I run out of strength..."

Nine palms made a long knife, and a knife smashed over to the old iron.

A loud slam splashed on Mars, the old iron was hit by a knife, and it was violently shot more than ten meters away. One banged into the wall behind the table and smashed the wall into a big hole and fell out.

The red dragonfly stood on the bow of the ship, and several red dragonflies were sprayed in the two sleeves at the same time, and the sharp wind whipped through the broken bones.

"Nine palms, good men don't fight with women, this baby, still blame me?" Red 姥姥 smiled brilliantly, she twitched her rosy lips, lost a kiss to the nine palms, her lips sewed There was a long red needle spurting out, and the silent thorns slammed into the palm of your hand.

"A good man does not fight with a woman, can an old demon be a woman?" The nine palms made a big laugh, and he jerked up and flashed a long red needle, holding his long knife and shouting loudly.

The straight knife spouted a dozen meters long and a knife light, and the first knife fell to the wooden boat.

The red dragonfly seemed to have no time to react, and it seemed to be scared by the knife. She took a step back and the knife was flashed. Among the young men and women behind her, two men and one woman were wiped by the knife and the body suddenly exploded. Into a **** fog.

The red blame screamed ‘My poor baby’, opened his mouth and sucked deeply, and the three **** smog was swallowed in by her.

The red cockroach of Tong Yanhe’s body trembled, his white hair turned sharply black, his face was quickly young, and the breath became a 17-year-old girl.