Death Sutra

Fang Wen thought of a good idea to delay the game. "The two Qingcheng leaders have to have two contests. If one loses and wins, what should I do?"

The military squad hopes to entangle with the other party for a while, and only came to a Qingcheng head.

"Lv Wei has withdrawn from the battle of the head. Today, I am only one person to challenge the Dragon King." Liu Qingying looked grim and couldn't see what he was thinking. Behind him, he stood more than a dozen Qingcheng disciples and more than 60 various figures. The number is small, and each one stands tall and the momentum is quite good.

Fang Wen was shocked and immediately overjoyed. He coughed twice and shook his head aimlessly. He thought quickly in his mind. "Is that today a battle for victory?"

"Yes."

"Well, Liu Zhangmen came to challenge the Dragon King, but it is unfortunate that the Dragon King wants to be in the body, can not come to the game, we are fighting -" Fang Wen turned his head and looked at Moline.

The result of the previous deliberation was that Moline played against Liu Qingying, and the first South Screen against Lu Wei. The most likely outcome was to win a loser. Fang Wen was then trying to find a way to confuse the past. Now it’s only one game, and it’s still quite big. One thing, things are much easier to do.

Moline broke the safe plan and said in the previous step: "The beginning of the South Screen, from the beginning of the South Screen."

Liu Qing’s eyebrows were slightly picked, and they felt that they had been humiliated and spit out a word, “Okay.”

Fang Wen was taken aback, opened his mouth and said, and finally decided to respect the choice of Khan Wang Yiwei, and also said a word, "Good."

Liu Qingyan took a deep breath, his purpose is not just a contest. "Since it is a contest, you have to be a bit of a head."

"One thousand two silver, no more." Fang Wen is confused, out of caution, he still wants to wait for the Dragon King to come back, he knows very little about this kind of thing.

"Hey." Liu Qingyi smiled shortly. "It's better to be the head of the old Khan."

Fang Wen is shaking his head. "First, the head is not owned by the Dragon King. Second, you can't get anything equivalent to the head."

"The slave girl left by the old Khan..."

"You have left it." Fang Wen is making his own claim and intends to use other methods to grab the woman who is valued by the Dragon King.

Liu Qingyan was not in a hurry, waving his hand gently, and two Qingcheng disciples came behind him, each holding a long scorpion, and removed the cover to reveal the weapons inside.

The Wufeng knife and the dragon's sword, even Fang Weng also recognized these two weapons.

Dozens of miles away.

Han Wuxian is not interested in comparing Wu. "It’s stupid, killing people has to be so complicated, let’s do something simple.”

When he said this, Han Wuxian sat on the rattan chair that Nie Zeng was carrying. Next to it was the iron and iron of the horse riding. The look was cold and cold, and there was a shyness. She could not kill the Xiaoyuetang disciple named Han Qin.

Han Qin was tortured and had no power to fight back. Tie Linglong couldn’t get it.

Han Wuxian is not angry. If this is in Xiaoyuetang, she has already killed Tie Ling as a knockout, but she now decided to change her training method. Therefore, she took the two teenagers out early to come. To the camp where the Central Plains people gather.

"I have a feeling that there is a traitor in Xiaoyuetang." Han Wuxian closed his eyes and looked up in the air.

Tie Linglong felt that his body was bursting with cold, and he sneaked a peek at Nie Zeng. He dared to carry the Xiaoyuetang master and felt both admired and disgusted.

Some of the strange visitors were discovered by the Central Plains. As soon as they entered the camp, more than ten people came up. "Is the three passing by or looking for someone?"

Nie Zengheng Ma confronted everyone, and Han Wuxian on his back turned and said: "Look for someone."

Although this woman with a cloaked hair is somewhat surprised, the whole person from the voice to the body is full of tenderness and water. The Central Plains people can't help but relax their vigilance. "Where are you looking for, we may be able to help."

"You can really help." Han Wuxian's voice is more and more soft, "I am looking for someone who can kill, you are all mortal, should you be able to be killed?"

The people were shocked and smacked out of the weapon. The man first screamed: "What the **** are you? The dragon king's subordinate?"

Han Wuxian looked up and frantically, laughing, full of camps, and surrounded by more people, she suddenly put away laughter, said in the usual gentle voice: "For the first time, I do not blame you, but whoever I dare to say that I am under the Dragon King..."

A young knife squeezed out the crowd. "I know that you are Han Wuxian, obviously the Dragon King..."

The knifeman suddenly seemed to be eating something, his hands were scratching and scratching his throat, his face was red.

Han Wuxian whispered: "This is the end."

Han Wuxian once showed his talents in a small-scale contest of the Central Plains. Several people finally recognized her and immediately spread the horror of this woman. The crowd stepped back, leaving only young swordsmen struggling in front of the horse.

Tie Ling is a little nervous, this is not the scene she expected.

There is a lingering picture in her mind: the cold knifeman is more than one enemy, calm and savvy.

Because of this, she contacted and studied the primary means of Xiaoyuetang, but she did not like it at all.

Nie Zeng lowered his head, and the difficult screaming of the young knifeman made him upset. I really hope that someone can end this ugly scene with a knife and his right hand reaches the handle.

Han Wuxian concentrates on long hair. She wants to rebuild Xiaoyuetang. She has to start from these two teenagers. The lotus girl does bring some new ideas. She has to accept it.

A figure flew in and glanced at the neck of the young knife.

The knifeman gasped and sighed, and even rolled back to the back of the crowd. He looked at Han Wuxian from afar, until the people around him reminded him that he raised his arm and found three black hairs in his hand.

The knifeman was almost strangled by the hair, and he even kept on.

Han Wuxian smiled and seemed to think of a warm past. "Old woman, you broke my hair, I am so courageous."

The slaughter screamed and yelled at the original people and said, "A group of cowards, who don't help if they die, don't help me."

The old woman talked unceremoniously, but everyone felt that the elders were qualified to speak like this, so they disappeared and no one dared to approach.

The slaughter turned to Han Wuxian. The two met in the Dragon King military camp and did not have a good impression on each other. "Han Wuxian, should I call your sister or sister?"

"Well, it's better to call my grandmother." Age is the most taboo topic of Han Wuxian. The temperature is as soft as a joke, but both hands straighten a long hair and the murder has moved.

The dog feels that he can no longer watch. The two women are not obeying the rules of the rivers and lakes. I am afraid that you will die soon, so they will show up from behind a tent and use the fan to use it. There is something to say, there is something to say."

Tie Lingling was taken aback. "Don't you two be with the Dragon King? It's almost noon, how can you stay here? Dragon King?"

The slaughtering dog is sweating, and it has nothing to do with heat and fatigue. "Dragon King...this... is gone."

"Is not seen? He returned to the military camp himself?" Tie Ling did not understand.

"Oh, no..." The dog slaughtered and stopped.

Tu Yu is still glaring at Han Wuxian. She barely accepts her brother's help, but she does not really want to save people. "The Dragon King is missing, probably being kidnapped."

"Impossible!" Tie Linglong and Nie Zeng called at the same time.

Tu Yu sneered, "What is impossible, his sword has been taken away by Qingcheng, is it that the Dragon King accidentally fell here?"

The two teenagers were shocked. Nie Zeng turned to the horse head and slaughtered the dog. "What the **** is going on?"

The dog slaughtered that he was responsible for the disappearance. In the face of the doubts of the juvenile, he was too speechless to speak. Fan used the generals last night to say something about it. "When we came back, people were gone. When it was dawn, I had to ask Master Bo for help. Master Bo saw it..."

"I saw Liu Qingying holding a sword and a sword, and proudly said that today I can get back the head of the old Khan." Tu Yu took over, and the tone seemed to be a bit smug.

Tie Lingling calmed down, "Liu release is still in your hands?"

The slaughter dog nodded with Fan.

"The Qingcheng faction would not dare to act rashly."

Tu Yu has awakened an important fact. "Liu Qingyi may not dare to act rashly. Can Lu Wei have no scruples?"

Tie Ling has nothing to say, she never thought that the Dragon King would be kidnapped.

Nie Zeng couldn't think of it. "I still can't believe how the Dragon King will..."

"Probably in the middle of the **." Fan guessed.

Tie Lingling looked at Han Wuxian. "Is there a Xiaoyuetang disciple here?"

"The traitor." Han Wuxian corrected. "There are Xiaoyuetang traitors here."

"Is not right." Tie Linglong quickly sorted out the train of thought. "The Dragon King has an antidote. The general Xiaoyuetang ** is ineffective for him unless he-"

"Unless it is a new ** brought by the lotus girl from the country of Xiangji." Nie said, "Indra, the owner of Han, you have antidote, isn't it?"

Among all of them, Han Wuxian seems to be the most indifferent, still holding his long hair like a mother with a baby. "Where do I come to the antidote, I don't even know what Indra is."

Everyone looked at each other, and Tie Ling said with hate: "Han Wuxian, you are a lonely man now, there is no dragon king, see how you avenge the lotus girl? Think about it."

Han Wuxian said to the crowd, softly said: "I have no way, the Dragon King is so smart, and there is no need for others to help."

"What do you mean? You mean that the Dragon King thought of a trap here?" Tie Ling was surprised and happy.

"I don't know what the Dragon King thinks, but if he is fascinated by Indra, I can be surprised. What Sun Shen doctor has been entangled with me and asked Dong to ask, you should get some antidote."

Tie Ling's heart was slightly wider, but he gave birth to a question. "Can you solve the problem of Dara, how is the Dragon King still missing?"

Sun Shenji did develop an antidote and handed it to Longwang, but he specifically emphasized: "I can't guarantee it, especially if I can't guarantee it to take effect immediately. It's better not to use Dragon King."

In the mausoleum at the foot of Tie Linglong and others, Gu Shen has already quietly swallowed the antidote. After a few hours, he felt that the internal force was not there, but he did not fully recover.

Among the few people trapped, the first to stand up is Lu Wei.

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