Chapter 7 0 4

It's strange that the blood devil stopped suddenly. Is it conscience?

"You girl, it's really fun to play. Today, I'll let you go first, but if you can run, the monk can't run the temple!" It seems that blood devil is afraid to hear that. Originally, he felt a strong internal force fluctuation. If he stayed here, he would be afraid of more bad things and less good things. He would not want to lose his feet and become eternal hatred!

Then, "I" spread out his hands, and found that the palm was blackened at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by two moving cyclones.

And Guan Ruolan's whole body gathered a thick black air flow. Her face was frightened, and she clearly felt that the strong suction carried by the air flow, and what was absorbed was nothing else, it was the cultivation of the warrior!

From her experience, it has been seen that this is the art of evil. Under the pressure of black air flow, the blocked Qi strength in Guan Ruolan's body is like a running river. It keeps leaking. She only feels that there is a powerful vacuum cleaner destroying her. Obviously, her body is hollowed out.

Soon, on her body, there was a light blue spot, like countless fireflies, just blocked by the black air flow, which was very dim.

With the rapid flow of the black air flow, those light spots of light blue have been converging into the black air flow, which is a kind of moth fighting fire.

Guan Ruolan's face is pale, just like a piece of white paper. With the sound of crying, the scene is extremely bleak. Only in a short minute, her blood essence is swept away, including the cultivation of the dark power peak, which is also forcibly deprived.

The expression of "I" on the face of enjoyment is like eating some delicacies.

"Pretty girl, you're doing well. I'll spare you my life. I'll see you later." With that, "I" turned away, jumped from the windowsill and disappeared into Guan Ruolan's vision. If it wasn't for the mottled red falling on the bed and the tearing pain from her lower body, I thought it was a dream.

"God, why do you treat me like this? Am I not worthy to be his confidante?" Guan Ruolan murmured to himself, two lines of clear tears, overflowed from her beautiful eyes.

Although in a sense, her position is far superior to that of the confidants around me. Even compared with Shangguan Wan'er's, she is not willing to give up. Because she is very clear about my emotional situation, Guan Ruolan has been trying to persuade herself not to worry about those things, so as not to cause me trouble and depression. She really feels that she has made great concessions Rao is so happy that he still can't get the happiness he wants. Such a slap in the head is too heavy.

Guan Ruolan didn't know whether her demands were too high or whether she was a fool of nature? If she doesn't pursue me so hard tonight, maybe the result will be different. Guan Ruolan can see that before I lost consciousness, she was afraid to keep her away from me. She mistakenly thought that I was under master Chen's door and didn't have the face to see her...

I can only say that she didn't understand me enough, and her head was short circuited for a while, so that things went out of control!

She stared at the roof, and thought about the little thing at the beginning of her acquaintance. I don't know if that little guy is still alive. To be honest, she didn't blame too much. Instead, she regretted herself. When she found the little black ball in the beginning, she should turn to curator Du for help, not to mention killing the little black ball. At least under the joint efforts, a super strong one can be produced Seal, because she and curator Du are not very familiar with each other. In case curator Du knows the secret and makes it public, I will die.

So Guan Ruolan plans to keep the secret temporarily through her own efforts. However, up to now, she is regretful. Even if the little guy is still alive, she is afraid that he is not as good as dead. It's a question whether she can hear the familiar call again. There's really nothing to complain about. However, Guan Ruolan's many years of accomplishments have failed.

Mingming is only one step away from master Huajin, but there are few martial artists. Can they accept such a blow?

At the same time, a kilometer away, with the help of some high-rise buildings, I was able to fly almost one or two hundred meters with an easy jump, just like flying in mid air.

Compared with those who play "city Parkour", I don't know how many times handsome they are. But there is a problem. Now I am totally naked. Although all my senses have been taken away by the blood devil, I always feel strange looking at them.

After all, playing a modern civilized man for a long time, all of a sudden, like a "primitive man", he was naked and tossed around the top of a high-rise building. If he was photographed, he would not cause a national sensation.

"Well, I said, get a dress for your mother to wear. This face is mine. You don't want it. I want it." Just now, what the blood devil did to the fairy master really blew me up. Moreover, the blood devil said that he would not kill me. So now I talk to him, and my attitude is full of anger.

"Isn't that easy to say?" Blood devil seemed to be in a good mood and agreed to my request. Soon, my body, like a bullet, rushed to a tall building and smashed the outside glass. It seemed that it was a company. Only a few small employees were working overtime. Some of the glass debris directly shot into their brain bags. These small employees were killed instantly.Blood devil began to choose clothes happily. Before long, the patchwork clothes were put on me.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you want to kill innocent people? Can't we control them and get the clothes? " I was a little furious.

"Ah, it was you who were going to wear clothes just now. Now it's you who are nagging about it. If you had let your master go, it would have been an open net. If you didn't kill a few people, how could you celebrate the day when I saw you again?" Said the strange in the blood devil's Yin.

This speech left me speechless. He was not a good thing at all. He lived in my Dantian for a long time and didn't get due respect. Moreover, every time the blood devil asked me, he refused him politely. Later, he even ignored me.

The devil must have a temper. Now he calls for the role. He takes the absolute initiative and torments me to death.

However, just as blood demon was about to jump from the window, he found two small black spots, which were magnified rapidly from far to near. It was Chen Zongshi and curator Du!