He Has a Dragon

If only the fresh human skin is found in the underground mausoleum of Genghis Khan, Wang Le is only a unique adventure hunting experience.

But after encountering the second fresh human skin and flying out of his mother's grave, it means that it is not just a curious thing, but it is necessary to unlock the secrets about the fresh human skin and find the ultimate answer.

The most important one is the fresh human skin flying from the mother Wang Xiaodie's grave. Where did it go?

And this has also become Wang Le's unresolved mind.

I just didn't expect to see a fresh human skin again in the space at the bottom of this canyon.

Although it was just a glimpse of the shock, followed by being lost in the illusion, and did not see it clearly, but for Wang Le, who has witnessed it twice and almost lost his life, the appearance of fresh human skin has long been profound In my head.

So Wang Le dare to make sure that there is a fresh human skin in the small bag in front of the suspected grave.

However, Wang Le didn't dare to see through the delusional eyes, after all, the illusion brought by the **** sea just now was too scary.

If you want to see the inside of the small hill bag that looks like a grave, Wang Le has no confidence at all to resist that weird illusion, and she will definitely fall into it again and be unable to extricate herself.

况 What's more, it involves fresh human skin. In Wang Le's eyes, it is definitely not simple. It hides great ominous, but it is best to avoid it far.

For Wang Le, although he wants to solve the secrets of fresh human skin urgently, the premise is that he has sufficient strength, otherwise, it is no different from sending death.

The invisible Wang Le deeply looked at the small mountain bag that had plunged himself into the illusion, and secretly said, "If it is really a grave, then who will be buried inside?"

妖 The monster saint who was suppressed by the artifact butterfly? Or the master of the artifact butterfly, the ancestor of Nanhua Guan, the ancestor of Nanhua?

或是 or other people not mentioned by grandfather Jiyang and head Jiyangzi.

All in all, this small bag in front of a fresh human skin is not easy.

But for Wang Le, he can only write down the location of the small mountain bag that looks like a grave, and when he reaches the peak of the martial arts later, he will search with the fresh human skin of the earthly burial ground of Genghis Khan.

乐 Wang Le has always remembered the terrifying power of fresh human skin.

Last time in front of the mother Wang Xiaodie's grave, if it wasn't for the inexplicable mercy of the fresh human skin, Wang Le believed that his life was long gone.

Even if Wang Le's practice is long gone, it is far from enough.

"If the artifact butterfly is in the hill bag suspected of a grave, then the little master can only admit it." Wang Le thought to himself with helplessness.

At the moment when the stealth of Wang Le's thoughts was ups and downs, the battle between the beast like a rhino and the tiger beast in the distance had been defeated, and the crucial moment of life and death was decided.

At this time, the tiger beast squatting in front of the hill bag turned a deaf ear to the ongoing life and death fight behind him, without any intention of running over to help his companion, like the big eyes of a lantern staring at the grass on the hill bag, Do not move.

The king of kings was happy to see this tiger beast salivating at the grass on the hill, and he thought that he would leave to go to other areas to continue to look for the artifact butterfly.

He wanted to see what was strange about the grass, which caused so many beasts to fight for it and lose their lives.

At this moment, the faint fragrance in the air became more and more dense, Wang Le's nose moved slightly, his face was unconsciously intoxicated, and the eyes looking at the grass were full of his own. Greed.

But also at this moment, Wang Le's eyes flashed a clear color, followed by biting his tongue sharply without hesitation, forcing himself to wake up.

Followed by, Wang Le immediately held his breath, afraid to smell the thicker fragrance in the air, and trembled in his heart, thinking to the grass, "I took it away, my little man almost turned over in the gutter, What the **** is this? "

Thinking of this, Wang Le looked back consciously, and saw that the beast like a rhino, who was still fighting for life and death, and the tiger beast with a pair of wings on his body had stopped, and rushed to the hill bag Come.

The eyes of the three beasts looking at the grass were full of deep intoxication, just like Wang Le who was almost caught in it.

The difference is that Wang Le regains his soberness in time. Otherwise, there would be nothing good.

At this moment, I saw that a drop of water droplets on that grass leaf had been steamed into water vapor.

In the mist, the grass is looming, and it becomes more mysterious and unpredictable.

At this moment, Wang Le, who had already suffered a loss, did not dare to look at the grass in the water vapor at all, for he was afraid of any moth.

At the stall where the grass was covered by the mist, the beast that looked like a rhino and the tiger beast came to the hill bag and stopped.

猛 The tiger beast that has been squatting beside him has not seen his companion, and the beast shaped like a rhino, the lantern eyes full of desire are always staring at the grass in the mist.

Soon, the three beasts standing at the foot of the hill bag began to intermittently roar.

At this time, Wang Le can see the grass in the water mist gradually become scarlet and bright, even if he does not open the delusional eye.

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Looking at the whole body in the mist of water that had completely turned into scarlet grass, Wang Le couldn't help feeling dizzy, his heart tightened and he looked away.

I just saw that the three beasts were already agile, and their human eyes became demented, like a line puppet, slowly walking towards the scarlet grass covered by the mist on the hill.

When Xiu stood near Wang Le, her hair was upright. At that moment, he suddenly realized that the grass on the hill bag was probably a bait.

As for the bait, it is not necessarily the person, but the mysterious existence inside the small mountain bag, such as the fresh human skin.

He Wangle did not forget that he was under the control of the fresh human skin that flew out of his mother Wang Xiaodie's grave, and personally felt that the other party had a strong consciousness fluctuation.

When Wang Le secretly was shocked, the mist of water covering the scarlet grass began to diffuse, and the three beasts that seemed to have no soul gradually disappeared into the mist.

At the same time, if the invisible Wang Le lowers his head, he sees a stream of blood around him and around him, which flows slowly towards the hill.

Gradually, Wang Le felt that there was an invisible suction from the direction of the hills, which made the thin streams of blood converge and the flow was getting faster and faster.

(End of this chapter)

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