Master: This traitorous disciple is not a Holy Son

Chapter 87 Thousand-Faced Lord

Shangjing Town North Palace.

A dark underground secret room.

The dim light light illuminates the corner.

A man with a scattered hair was worn by the seven or eight tunnels, and he was hanging in the air.

Pour blood dripping, drip on the ground ...

Half -solidifying blood on the floor has been flowing.

The bloody smell is pungent.

A heroic face, a burly figure, a white robe, like a lion -like middle -aged man standing down.

The eyes are deep.

: "Zhou Long ~"

: "Tell you a good news, just last night, someone used to poison this seat ..."

Hearing the man, the man who was hung upside down twitched.

: "Well, unfortunately, he has not succeeded."

The hanging man, a hoarse voice, "Thousands of Zhenjun, what do you want to do?"

"do what?"

Thousands of Zhenjun sneered, "Of course it is the emperor of Daming."

: "Hehe, do you know, my cheap son, I want to be Chujun in dreaming."

: "You said, do I want to fulfill him?"

Zhou Long, who was dumped, squeezed four words from the gap between the teeth, "That back ..."

Thousands of Zhenjun grinned and muttered to himself, "As long as this seat becomes Emperor Daming ..."

"You can use a large number of Daming population, blood/sacrifice/person's sacred king, wake up after the instrumental spirit ..."

His eyes gradually became bloody.

: "Tai Susheng will not let you succeed." Zhou Long gritted his teeth.

I ca n’t rush up, and desperately pretending to be his demon in front of him.

Thinking of his Zhou Long, in order to report the grace of the old emperor, he was fighting for Daming all his life, and he was loyal and dared not to slack off.

For hundreds of years, I don't know how many mortals have been escorted.

In the end, he was replaced by a demon family to be an anti -thief.

It is also necessary to use Daming Zimin, blood/sacrifice monster.

The name of the first life is to be destroyed, and there is no face to see the old emperor.

The hatred in his heart is almost substantial.

: "Haha ~"

Qian Fan Zhenjun laughed and kicked Zhou Long's head.

: "Zhou Long, this seat likes you like this kind of gritted teeth, but helpless."

: "Kill me ... you have killed me."

Zhou Long Roar.

"No, you can't die yet."

Thousands of Zhenjun shook his head, "You know, my changing technique must be alive."

"Otherwise, try suicide?"

: "You can't die ~"

He was repaired by the tutium on the Xuan Iron Chain, and he committed suicide, and he committed suicide.

Why must it be insulted by this.

Thousands of Zhenjun laughed, "Ru's wife, I support it, don't worry about it."

: "Zhou Yunfei is very obedient and is a good son."

: "The Princess of the North is also true/moist."

: "”. .... "

:"you....."

Kaka ~

Zhou Long struggled violently.

The wound was torn, and the blood was dripping faster.

: "Thousands of faces, you must not die."

Zhou Long, who was hanging down, was congested, almost crazy.

: "... ... ..."

Thousands of Zhenjun's smile suddenly converged.

: "Okay, here is here today."

: "My cheap son, said that he was invited to get a party of Piaoxuehu Island, I hope I can come forward."

: "This seat goes up and go to see the success of the sage of that is."

After speaking, turn around and go away.

: "Thousands of faces, I want to kill you !!!" Zhou Long roared.

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Piaoyu Lake Island, located in District 24.

Located in Shangjing City.

It is an industry under the Dajiao Piaoxuezong of the South China Region.

Fantasy version of "Entertainment/Le" venue.

Frozen lakes are snowing all year round.

A few kilometers of diameter is an island hanging over the ice surface of the lake.

Therefore, it is named, Piaoxuehu Island.

Pavilion on the island stands forest.

Thousands of charming Yingying Yanyan, walking through ...

Or pour water in the tea, or dance and sing, or open a bag with the guests ... Play cards.

At this time, the tallest attic, Piaoxuelou, was extremely lively.

As soon as he was young, he talked about the recent events on the Tianqiong.

: "It is said that the device of the device Shenzong has no trace veterans, and will be exposed to the purple flames of the gods of God in half a month later."

: "At that time, it will also hold a battle conference in Beijing. The invited younger generation can participate in ....

The attic is discussed instantly.

Everyone is obviously interested in this topic.

... ...

Chu Xiu asked Zhou Yunfei around him.

"Brother Zhou, this device has no trace, the one who originally made" Guiyuan "?"

Zhou Yunfei stunned, thinking for a moment, and finally remembered what the "Guiyuan" in Chu Xiu's mouth was.

: "Well, the refining method of" Guiyuan "is indeed created by the old predecessors to deal with the monster."

Chu Xiu nodded, and he was secretly happy.

He wanted to make this utensil for a long time.

I never thought that the master of the refiners would come to the southern region and come to the Daming Empire.

It really doesn't work hard.

With this baby.

After killing his opponent in the future, he can not only inherit his inheritance, but also use his corpse to refine Yuanjing .... Use this exchange point to break through.

... ...

Suddenly.

Someone shouted.

: "Zhenbei is here."

唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰唰

The young heroes in the attic looked out.

They saw a man with a tall and majestic figure, like a lion, wearing a white robe, smiling, and walking on the snow.

He was like a god of war, making people feel awe and dare not look into his deep eyes.

: "Senior King Zhenbei~"

: "Senior Zhou~"

: "Father~"

Zhou Yunfei smiled and hurried forward to greet him.