Step Back! Master is Here!

"Brother, we have to go to the sea duel. It's not like the plot often found in comics. The duel match is halfway through, and suddenly a third-party spoils."

Dragon King's Dragon King, An An stood on the deck and looked at the sea with the sea breeze. Although the weather was not so good, the tone was still a little excited.

I haven't seen her for a while and she has gone through several missions.

The original immature feeling disappeared, and there was a little more British spirit on Leng Yan's face.

And the most important thing is that he didn't grow a beard and his body didn't develop horizontally, so that An An fully accepted the life style of the Black Whirlwind.

The battle was really hearty.

Regarding this battle of life and death, An An could not hear any fear in her tone, and her growth was quite in place.

Now that it is determined that both sides have the idea of ​​"differences, but also life and death."

The efficiency of the martial art myth is still very high.

A few days later, on the weekend, Tang Luo took An An to board the Dragon King and went out to sea to fight another black whirlwind.

Speaking of that, the holder of the Sky Sword Black Cyclone Life Grid Fragment was actually on board the ship and could not close the door.

Although there are many big men who promise that this will be a fair battle.

Master Xuanzang will not intervene, but will save people after the game, but anyway, another person was brought by Master Xuanzang, and it will inevitably be a little disturbed.

If you encounter Master Xuanzang, maybe you will think wildly because of a casual sentence from the other party. Fortunately, you ca n’t close your door and adjust your mentality.

"Third party disruption?" Tang Luo said, "Will it?"

The island of the game was chosen by the Dragon King at sea, and no one else knew where it would be.

Because there are only two games.

Except for the battle for life between two holders of the same life.

There is also a game, which is a member of the martial art myth. There was a dispute in the mission world. After returning to the real world, it was quelled in a one-on-one battle.

It is not a life-and-death battle, and each one gives a corresponding color.

There are only two games in total, and it is still in the form of a Taiwanese competition. If the speed is fast enough, it won't take long for the winner to be separated.

Travel in the morning and return in the evening.

There is no need to pick a special place, just find a small island with free space, even a large reef.

"Just talk about it, what would happen if there were any?" An An said.

"Probably die." Tang Luo thought for a while.

Kong Ming has helped him publicize the new business project.

The Dragon King gathered all members who were interested in the life-changing art.

Those who did not show up were in a state of "seclusion".

For example, the Equatorial and his companions, if a third party really entered the Dragon King and planned to do things with fanfare, it basically amounts to the death sentence.

Aside from Tang Luo, the Equators who are currently at the top of the walking devil's pyramid do not dare to face so many life-holders on such occasions.

Unless it is the legendary hostile alliance of the gods, the living force will be sent out, and the two sides will have a decisive battle.

"Oh, oh." An An responded twice, lowering her voice. "Brother, who is the old man, has been watching here."

Tang Luo turned his head and glanced: "Isn't this Abian? I'm on board."

A little further away on the other side, Bian Yan who had met before was looking at Tang Luo.

In a chat with Kong Ming, Tang Luo knew a little bit about the situation of the flat cricket. After the last incident, his status in the martial art myth plummeted.

Originally, Bian Ling was not a person of good character, but it was only a good doctor who was difficult to find, which led to his high status.

Later, Master Xuanzhang's open-light treatment was better and faster, and the charge was also cheap. All kinds of healing things were needed.

Suppose that you have a healing object with a healing effect of 1 on hand. After suffering 5 injuries, you can easily recover by going to Master Xuanzang. The price you need to pay is 1.

That is, many people will increase the price after the first time.

The price to pay for the flat crickets is at least 10, and there is no harm in comparison.

Bian Yan belongs to being "injured" by Tang Luo.

Tang Luo did not expect that he would also get on the ship this time. Is he going to replace himself with life pieces?

Now that “business” has plummeted, it is no different to seek another path. It is not impossible for Bian Yan to hold another piece of life.

"Villain!"

Seeing Tang Luo's eyes glance over, Bian Yan sighed politely.

This remark immediately caught the attention of other members of the martial art myth on the deck, and everyone looked at him.

"Isn't it?" Bian Yan said with a stiff neck. "Do you really believe that someone can replace life pieces?"

Anyway, Bian Yan is also an old doctor, and his words are somewhat authoritative.

Regarding this matter, the coming holders of the life pattern all murmured in their hearts. Can it be done?

"Surely I just want to greet others' life-frame fragments, and because of the rules of the organization, it is not easy to understand. The technique of replacing life-frame fragments is used as an excuse." Bian Yan said loudly.

Did not miss the opportunity to fight Tang Luo's reputation.

Some people have a strange look at Tang Luo, and it is not very convincing to change their lives.

If it weren't for Tang Luo, it would be considered quite famous, and everyone would certainly scoff at hearing such rhetoric.

The gods and devil are not without the kind of horrifying news, and it is finally determined that there are people who are arrogant and profit.

"If the donor Bian does not believe it," Tang Luo smiled and looked at Bian Yan. "Would you like to dedicate and perform the life-changing technique with the poor monks on the spot?"

"puff!"

"Hahaha!"

A laugh came from the deck.

Bian Yan was stunned by Tang Luo immediately.

"Shameless man!" Bian Yan cursed again, and walked towards the cabin.

Of course, he cannot dedicate and become the "substitution" in the life-changing technique.

"If the poor monk's statement is true, it won't be long before he can see it." Tang Luo said to the crowd on the deck again.

"We believe in the master."

"Yeah, monks don't slang, let alone masters like monks."

Regardless of whether my heart is doubtful or not, what is displayed at this time is of course "I believe anyway".

Even if Tang Luo's life-changing spell fails in the end, they will not lose any money.

Even if Master Xuanzang couldn't change his life style, but his level of healing was still high, the fool would offend him because of a basic anger.

"Brother, does the old man have any resentment against you?" An'an asked, as the episode subsided.

"A colleague is an enemy, and I can compete with him in business." Tang Luo said.

"That was the case." An An nodded, and there were very few "healers" themselves in the walking of the devil.

Everyone's injury mainly depends on the game of gods and demons, a small amount of treatment at the end of the mission, and some drugs plus real-world medical methods to recover.

The presence of doctors is a typical seller's market.

In the martial art myth, Bian Yan can even be said to be a monopoly. Really serious injuries, everyone will look for him.

But now, everyone is looking for "Xuanzang Master", and Bian Chan does not hate Tang Luo.

This time, others may be expecting. In the words of Bian Yan, it is estimated that the curse in the circle in the back must fail.

"It's going to rain." An An looked up at the sky, where there was a thick cloud of darkness.

The sea breeze also became violent, and I am afraid there will be a heavy rain.

Members on the deck also became sparse, leaving only a few.

Tang Luo and An An didn't stay long, and soon went into the cabin.

Soon, the raindrops were crackling outside the window. It was noon, but the sky was completely dark.

The wind and waves outside were not small, but the Dragon King was as stable as Mount Tai, without shaking at all.

This kind of wind and rain outside, it feels very good to stay in a small warm space. An An, who is quite energetic, sits in a small sofa in Tangluo's room, looks at the wind and rain outside the window, and feels a quiet moment.

In the bright common room, a lot of people gathered, partly wearing masks, sitting quietly in the corner and watching.

Most of the members chatted in groups of three or two.

The Dragon King walked in and explained the situation to everyone. The storm was expected to stop in an hour or two.

It was close to his chosen destination.

After the rain stopped, two battles were possible.

After the battle, I will come to the shore and stay for three to five hours. I want to stay on the Dragon King for a few more days and I will talk about it. The Dragon King can be prepared in advance.

After finishing the arrangement, the dragon king had not left, and the crew came over and whispered something in the ear of the dragon king.

"Well, didn't you talk to him?" Dragon King frowned.

The four people to fight are naturally more important. The next arrangement, the Dragon King instructed the crew to remind them before they came.

Even Tang Luo has already communicated in place.

But another black whirlwind Li Xuan's life style holder, the member named Li Gui, did not respond.

"Let's go and see," said the Dragon King, heading to the room where Li Gui was resting.

The rooms provided to members of Wulin Mythology are very good in sound insulation. The inside and outside of the room are communicated by "interphones" mounted on the walls.

Just now the crew explained the arrangement, but Li Gui did not respond at all, and the crew called several times in a row without receiving any response.

"Li Gui!"

Dragon King's simply useless intercom device slammed people.

But there was still no reaction in the room.

"Go and invite Mr. Kong," the Dragon King said to the crew, "and turn on the projection device in the common room and let the image out."

"Oh, okay." The crew stunned and left in a hurry. Is something going to happen?

Dragon King frowned, took out a communication device and said, "Crew members return to their respective positions on standby."

The voice spread through the Dragon King through radio.

"Members, please also gather in the common room, something may happen."

In the wind and rain, the Dragon King entered a relatively simple atmosphere.

Soon, members of the ship gathered in the common room, including Tang Luo and An An.

Everyone looked at the projection on the curtain, the radio in the lounge, and heard the smooth voice of the Dragon King.

In the video, in addition to the Dragon King, there are Kong Ming and several members of the martial art myth who can't help but curiosity.

"I smelled a little **** ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Perhaps, Li Gui has encountered something unexpected." The Dragon King opened the door locked from the inside.

The monitoring of the aisle could not be taken into the room, so the picture was slightly stagnant, and it turned into a picture taken by the Dragon King handheld.

In the compact room, there was a person kneeling beside the bed.

Li Gui, his hands dangled to his side, his head hung low.

There was blood on the clothes, on the legs, and on the ground.

The Dragon King walked over and raised Li Gui's head.

Li Gui's eyes were wide, blood in his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth was even flowing.

Qiqiao bleeding and died!

Dragon King Murder Case!

An An looked at Tang Luo dumbly and asked, "Brother, am I a prophet or a crow's mouth?"