MTL - Divine Brilliance-Chapter 12 First battle Zong Yu

Consciousness is gradually waking up, and the unbearable pain has also receded.

Zong Shou did his best and opened his eyes. The limbs of the body are recovering, but they are still unable to move.

The inside of the abdomen is a hint of coolness, infiltrating into the body. It should be the power of this drug, which made him wake up and also suppressed the gas surge in the body.

Looking around, he still stayed in the carriage at the moment. However, the car under the cloud has stopped, and the walls of the car have a black and white pattern.

Right in the middle of the carriage, it is a purple jade ball. The size of the fist, hovering in the air, slowly turning, the light is overflowing.

"This is a squad? Spirit?"

When Zong Shou was stunned, he thought of the first snow, but it was a double repair. Have enough power to start this wind wall.

Presumably this carriage, as well as midair, this extraordinary jade ball, is the means that his future will shock the father of the cloud world in the early days of the snow.

In this car, there is this array of support, even if the innate warrior is in person. For a moment and a half, you can also save your life.

The **** demon, the nine-tailed fox king. At the beginning of the psionic burst, the east is near Yunlu, and the Yaozu has only a few strong heavens. Once as dazzling as the scorching sun, it fell like a meteor. Leading to countless people in the future, sighing for it.

I don't know why, that should be the name that will only be sighed. I think of it at the moment, but I feel extremely close.

Zong Shou didn't know himself. It was because of the situation when he was in a coma. It was very similar to the situation before the real shou ‘disappeared’, causing the remnant of the soul to resonate, or other reasons. In short, this person's thirteen-year memory has been all in his mind.

The pride of the sky, but also fell into the clouds. All close people are alienated. Struggling to repair, but nothing. Going far away from home and changing the way of the spiritual master, after three years, it is still regarded as a waste, and more people laugh at it.

In the near future, it will also become a shackle in the hands of others, suffering from torture and dying on the dry Tianshan.

The skull on the neck will also be hung on the top of the mountain by the next dry Tianshan demon king, and the dead body will be in March!

Consciousness is still groggy, this time, within the chest and abdomen, is full of unwillingness, anger and anger -

No matter what kind of pain, you can bear it. How to practice hard, he can also persist! Why is it impossible to open up the wheel?

Is it really a useless person? This life can only hide under the father's wings, and be sheltered by it?

Never mind!

Mixed thoughts are filled with thoughts. Zong Shou swayed his head and squatted. When the scene outside the window, once again into the eyes, the muscles immediately tightened. This is a temporary deafness of the ears, and at this moment, the surrounding sounds are re-accessed.

Silent smile, Zong Shou slightly moved the body, so that the limbs warmed up. Then he suddenly got up and stood before the jade ball.

This array will isolate the inside and outside of the carriage, and others will come in and he will not want to go out.

Fortunately, in the past life, he also studied the law of the spiritual master. Rune law, but also known as good at.

Condensed at the fingertips, and when the virtual light is outside, the beam of psionic energy is completely cut off.

The jade ball in front of him suddenly turned wildly and wandered around. The purple lines on the walls of the carriages suddenly turned pale.

Zong Shou no longer pays attention to it, carrying the pine wind sword, straight through a step, from the door of the door. It steadily fell outside the carriage, separated by a layer of wind that was still swirling, looking far ahead.

The wilderness of the wilderness has now been added with a touch of blood. Five or six dead bodies lay on it.

The sun is like blood, and the vultures in the sky are screaming and lingering.

Most of the bodies are next to the carriages, and the throats are shredded and shredded.

Seven hundred steps away, the raging sand screamed, the grass clippings. There is also a figure lying nearby, his body is skinny, his hands are like birds and claws, but his body shape is different, not the Uvi he has ever seen. Lying face down on the ground, there is no life.

And in the vicinity, Jianguang is like a waterfall, and the knife is like a tide. Dust and sand cover, almost no visible inside.

Extremely eye-catching, only see Yin Yang's chest, has been pierced. Half of the broken blade, still drilled in the wound, under the violent sword light, struggling to support.

A good sword!

The eyes were slightly condensed, and Zong Shou followed, and looked at it not far, the scarred cat-ear girl.

The snowy skirt on the body has become a blood coat. The skin that is exposed to snow is full of knives and wounds.

"Snow-"

The thirteen-year memories of the re-emergence, once again emerged in front of me, childhood, two small no guess.

Everyone regards him as a waste, a hybrid, and a shame on the Tianshan Mountains. Only Cher, never give up.

Even if I knew it, this is the memory of the dead person. I only lived with this cat-ear girl for less than half a month. The lips that can be guarded are still not picking up.

I am very embarrassed, usually confused, but as long as I see this girl, it makes people feel warm.

It’s just that this smile has just just floated up, and it turns into cold and cozy.

That is not fighting, but abuse. Supporting this seriously wounded body, fighting six people. The pace is messy, swaying, the swords and claws of the double gloves, and even the self-defense is full of flaws.

The rest of the people, mostly stand by and look at the twilight. Only Zong Yu, such as a cat and a mouse, walked in the first half of the snow. Then from time to time, in the first snow, put a sword, or stab a blood flower. The lips are smiling, as if they are extremely happy.

The cat-ear girl, however, seems to have no idea of ​​her own situation. It is extremely difficult to stand up, but she still pursues Zong Yu’s figure in vain.

Until the winds of the carriages dissipated, the wind blades disappeared, and the body was fixed and the eyes were desperate.

Zong Yu is also a glimpse, stepping back a few steps, far away, and looking to Zong Shou. The color of doubts flashed past and smiled.

"It turned out to be a younger brother. It seems that Cher's thoughts are not yet repaired. Oh! I am still in a headache, how can I open this wind wall? I will not kill you today, how can I go back to Tianshan?" There is a yoga brother to protect you, no one can dare to win your throne. But this snow is good, strong, you have to let me -"

Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention to it, and his expression was very incomparable. He looked up and down the snow at first sight, as if he wanted to put her body, the scars of the road, and the wounds of a sword, all in my heart.

While sighing infuriatingly, swimming out of the veins, pouring into the pine-grained maple sword, while thinking about the divergence of thoughts, I don’t know the feeling of killing the dead body in reality, and within the virtual reality. What is the difference?

In the past games, there was a guy who called the madman. After killing, I always like to abuse the body, which is unbearable and notorious.

At that time, Zong Shou did not understand, and it felt a bit puzzling. But today, unconsciously, he has the same violent thoughts in his chest.

After the 10,000-year-old swordsman talks about autumn, in the first battle of this era, it is not the scum!

Zong Yu did not see the sect for a long time, thinking that he had been scared, and could not help but scorn again: "I thought you have grown a little in these years, but you still can't go to the table!"

I am going to indicate to the side and let people go to kneel down. But I saw Zong Shou, and suddenly asked: "Snow, those hurt, hurt?"

The first snow was already dizzy. After hearing the words, although it was a confusing thing, I immediately shook my head and said: "It doesn't hurt, but Cher has some regrets. I don't look after the Lord! I blame Cher-"

Zong Shou listened to the slight pain in his heart, but on the face was a smile: "If you don't hurt, then look at it, your family will give you a gas! The heads of these guys, I have taken it off and you can play as a ball?"

At this time, not only is the first snow amazed, the ball? Is it a hydrangea? Is that used to kick? Even a few people around, it was a horror. Zong Yu is angry and laughs~www.novelbuddy.com~ The mouth swears: "Exhaust? You are a waste that you can't keep yourself. Who is out of it? Keep your brother, are you crazy, or stupid?"

He waved his hand indiscriminately, and the three blue swordsmen beside them stood out from each other. They landed on the land, and they were like arrows and sprinted away.

Zongshou’s brows were lightly picked, and then a deep breath of the whole body was adjusted to the best condition. The pine wind sword is pointed forward in front of the body, and the hands are close. The power of the hidden body exploded. When the right foot slammed into the ground, it ran forward to the half-footed giant!

In the future game, he also killed people. In reality, whether it is fighting or killing, it is the first time.

It is surprisingly adaptable, and there is no sense of alienation. In the chest, it is like a flame, burning in the air.

With just a few steps, you can clearly see the faces of several people opposite. Dressed in blue, sturdy and rushing. The scorpions of the three are all green scorpions that are unique to the lower wolves. At this moment, it is full of cold meaning, but there is no trace of war. In these few people's minds, I am afraid that I will never regard him as an opponent. Only when he is a clown who doesn't know how to live and die.

Self-deprecating and laughing, Zong Shou right chest, the wind-spirited acupoint named Lingchi, blasted open. Make the inner gas burst and lead to the two feet.

"Tread the wind!"

Stepping on a strange pace, Zong Shou's body flickering, and he took out a piece of afterimage. The whole person has no warning, speeding up nearly double! Appeared in front of the first person, almost face to face, looking at the horror of the horror of this person's eyes.

"Chong Sword!"

Without hesitation, he was hesitant, and Jianguang would wear it as if it were electric.

A blood line, immediately with countless bones and flesh and blood fragments, from the hole to open the throat neck after the crazy!