From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Floating at the beginning of the walk came to Mingwei, looking at the ground was Mingwei cut into two bodies, heart sad Yan said: "this person has the blood seal, as long as in a certain range can find me, is the warden family started."

The scope of blood seal induction is not large, otherwise the two sisters could not escape the pursuit of the warden.

Mingwei light looked at the beginning of a floating, and then said: "hands can be more than a family of wardens."

"Are there other big families joining them?" Fu Chu said with a smile that he was very optimistic.

"Well, don't worry I'll keep you safe, "Ming Wei nodded.

At this time, several elders of the Nuwa nationality, as well as several exiles, also gathered together. Finally, it was Fu Chu's sister Xiao Yun.

They also know the importance of floating at the beginning, just floating at the beginning of the attack, a natural face tension.

But it's because Mingwei put these hidden dangers in.

"Master Mingwei, should we take Fuchu to a more hidden place?" A Nuwa elder asked.

Xiaoyun shook his head: "I just felt the seal of blood. As long as we are in this bone tower, it doesn't mean much where we hide..."

Looking at people's worried appearance, Mingwei smiles, "don't worry, no matter Xuanyuan or warden, they only dare to act in the dark, I Mingwei personally, they are helpless!"

In terms of strength, Mingwei is the strongest exile in the world. Both Yan Lai of Xuanyuan and Jin Lao of Chiyou are inferior. She is quite sure of her strength.

Everyone nodded. If even Mingwei couldn't protect Fuchu, it would be useless to hide anywhere.

However, just at this time, a space vortex appeared behind the crowd, and Mr. Jin came out of the space vortex.

If at ordinary times, the exiles are not allowed to enter the Nuwa people's bone pagoda at will, but now is a special period, and the top of these big families take care of each other according to the agreement, naturally they don't pay so much attention to it.

At the moment when Jin Lao appeared, his eyes fell on the assassin's body. His eyes twinkled with light, and his face suddenly sank. "Mingwei, are you OK here?"

Chi Linggu pagoda was also besieged by the wild gods. After old Jin disposed of those wild gods, he was naturally worried.

Mingwei said with a smile, "it's just some little ants. They have been disposed of."

Mr. Jin nodded and sneered, "Yan Lai is stupid enough to use such childish means."

Just at this time, people around the continuous space fluctuations.

Later, the exiles of Xinglu, Huorong and Nandou appeared one after another. They were also very concerned about the brothers and sisters, such as Fu Chu and Xiao Yun.

In the eyes of some exiles, they can even give up their own bone pagodas and clansmen, but they must not die!

This shows the importance of the brothers and sisters to them.

But when they understood the whole story, their faces relaxed.

"Ha ha ha, Yan Lai is always crafty. This time he came up with such a bad idea..."

"The wardens are really nervous. It seems that we are likely to succeed this time!"

"When the light of the verdict is over, we'll go!"

In this relaxed atmosphere, Zhuang Xun, the exile of the Xinglu clan, took two steps toward Fu Chu carelessly, and also said lightly: "however, since they have made the first move, there will be a second one. We should be careful. How about I use Tianjue to create an inch of space and protect Fu Chu?"

Hearing this, Ming Wei and Jin Lao frown slightly and look at each other quietly.

Mingwei shook her head randomly and said, "it's unnecessary."

"Is it?"

As soon as Zhuang Xun's voice fell, a black light flashed from the deep of his pupils.

"Whoosh!"

In a flash, the exile of the Xinglu clan leaned out his arm towards Fu Chu.

"What are you doing?"

"Zhuang Xun! How dare you

“……”

The exiles of other ethnic groups were shocked.

As an exile, Zhuang Xun's speed is extremely fast.

For example, the elders of the Nuwa clan couldn't react at all. As for Fuchu, they didn't resist at all.

"Click!"

Zhuang Xun's big hand is faster than lightning. It's only a blink of an eye. He has already grasped Fu Chu's head. With a little tug, Fu Chu's body and head are separated. At the same time, with a pinch, Fu Chu's head has become a mass of plasma. He can't die any more

"Ha ha ha..."

Zhuang Xun's face is full of elation, and his body is constantly floating. He is far away from Ming Wei, Jin Lao and many other exiles.Mingwei and Jin are standing still, just looking at Zhuang Xun with indifferent expression.

"I'm sorry, Mingwei, Mr. Jin," Zhuang Xun said with a smile, holding the bloody head in one hand. "The number of places to leave this world is limited, I want to fight for one!"

Mingwei stares at Chuang Xun coldly and says, "if we can succeed, you can also leave. Why fight for the number of wardens?"

Zhuang Xun waved his head and said, "because you are doomed to fail, I don't think much of you! The result shows that I am right, you have failed, in exchange for a certain place to leave, why not

Yan Lai didn't expect those wild God assassins to complete the task at all. He spent so much effort and had only one purpose, which was to create a reasonable opportunity for other exiles to visit manshuigu pagoda.

Before that, Yan Lai had promised to Zhuang Xun of Xinglu clan.

As long as you kill that young man, the warden family can let Zhuang Xun leave. After some hesitation, Zhuang Xun makes a choice. He chooses to betray

The former two assassins used the warden's "blood seal" to determine the location of Fuchu. Then Zhuang Xun took the opportunity to visit the Nuwa family and killed them unprepared. This method is very direct but effective.

There was a sneer on Mingwei's face. She sighed and shook her head. "It's a pity that your judgment is wrong. You have a chance to leave with us..."

Hearing this, Zhuang Xun's face showed a strange color. He felt a little uneasy. He grabbed the head in his hand and said, "Fu Chu is dead. What chance do you have?"

Old Jin cracked his mouth and said with a smile, "you should be the one who died."

With that, the blood on the head in Zhuang Xun's hand suddenly turned into a wisp of black air, which was like small snakes winding Zhuang Xun up.