Shadow Hack

Chapter 830: Let You Go

Li Yunmu watched the shadow turn into a monk, and in his hands an extra ball of dark red blood was thrown away, and the blood rolled into the shadow's body. Suddenly, there was a breath of Moro blood in the body of the shadow monk.

The power of faith and the essence of this cultivation, he did not believe that Ashura could detect the difference.

Xiu Chen looked at the corpse that was no different from him, and saw God for a moment. After a while, he returned to God and said to Li Yunmu with a smile: "The master's hand is really amazing."

"With the power of faith and the breath of blood, Ashura may not be aware of it. Just Amu, you have to be careful. The seven ancient gods in the land of Lanlou and the gods of my father are both figures from the same period. Asura concealed his strength during the war, showing how deep the mind is. "Brenhild looked at the shadow monk and reminded.

"If the outbreak of fighting did not occur, Ashura would not be able to detect it. Besides, at that time, the seven ancient gods in the Land of Lanlou broke out in war, and we couldn't control ourselves either. Li Yunmu said with a smile, turning to look at the pale-faced monk.

"Sister, in the days that followed, you will stay in the astral world and concentrate on learning the things in the meditation ball. If there is anything, I will appear with a shout."

"Yes, master."

Xiu Chen respectfully said that when he looked up again, the whole environment changed. He stood on a vast field with endless starry sky above him. In front of him, there were three orb-passing orbs, and Xiu Chen stepped up to pick up one of them and realized.

In the room, Li Yunmu hugged Brenhild and looked at the lively Colosseum under the window, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the monk was being followed as we came to the room.

Brenhild's brow frowned slightly, releasing the sense of spreading outwards, directly seeing the three young masters leading a group of maids, aggressively towards their room.

"These three young masters are really haunting. What are you going to do?"

"How to do it, of course, to teach them some lessons. Now I'm also the sixth son of Ashura. I can make them kneel on the ground and call their ancestors."

On the fourth floor corridor, a pedestrian walked hurriedly.

Domingle walked in front, followed by his sister-in-law, and finally Luo Tian with thick arms. A group of maids followed behind the three. The reason everyone went so fast was to verify whether the monk was alive.

After all, the soul of the auspicious ancient **** was used to deceive Ashura and the city master. How could such a great sin be escaped and still come out in good condition. Moreover, even though Xiu Ming had nothing to do with Xiu Chen, Xiu Jue could not dispose of him, but walked into the Colosseum squarely.

All three were to prove whether Xiu Chen was really safe and sound, and appeared in the Colosseum with great swing.

Going to the last room, Domingle stopped and patted him directly on the wooden door. For a moment, the wooden door was cracked by the dark power in the palm, exposing the scene inside.

At first glance, Domingle saw Xiu Chen sitting on the animal leather chair with a shocked expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, I read right, you see."

Xunzi and Luo Tian looked, Xiu Chen was sitting comfortably on the animal leather chair, with two men standing behind him. Both of them were shocked in their hearts, how this cricket survived the siege of Patriarch Morrow and survived.

"Little brother, I didn't expect that you were really alive, really amazing." Xunzi's cheeky face hidden under the red yarn showed a smile.

Li Yunmu turned his head and looked at the three young masters who broke into the door, and said blandly: "The three of you are so private, are there any rules?"

...

The smile on Xunzi's face was frozen, and there was a little annoyance in Dominle's slightly pale face. Luo Tian is even more cheeky. The three young masters did not expect Xiu Chen to say these words. In terms of identity, they are the masters of the four major clans, and Xiuchen is just a child of the siblings. There is an insurmountable gully between the two.

In the future, they are the patriarchs of their own tribe, destined to become the existence of the divine residence, and a side child of the monk can only reach the period of the sacred martial arts **** and become their slave.

Just now, a slave was talking to them like this, and in turn asked if there were any rules.

Domingle's expression was frozen, and he sneered for a long time. He stared at the monk with twelve eyes and said, "Rules are always set by the superiors. We are the people who set the rules. It's you ... "

Before he finished speaking, Luo Tian directly interrupted Domingle's words, his body turned into an afterimage, crossed the two, his thick palms punched, and he hurled toward the monks with a strong wind.

"Well, let's talk nonsense with a minion.

Xunzi and Domingle didn't speak, their eyes fixed on the minister. The Luo Dai tribe ranks first among the four major tribes themselves, and cannot be the chief of the tribe simply because they will not play tricks. As the young master of the Luo Dai tribe, Luo Tian is naturally the most powerful of the four young masters.

Luo Tian's shot, how can a child of the Moro tribe be able to resist. Even if there were two Shura people of the same strength, the pure blood veins were naturally repressed by the mottled blood veins.

Before the fist arrived, the two already thought that Xiu Chen's ending was dead.

The huge fist came to Li Yunmu with a strong wind, and he stretched his fist expressionlessly and collided with it.

boom.

A strong figure stepped back and fell in front of the sister-in-law and Domingle. The faces of the two young masters suddenly changed, and they looked at Luo Tian, ​​who was faint under his feet, and could not speak for a long time.

What the **** is this.

Domingle looked at the monk, and he was sitting on the animal leather chair, unharmed. He set off a raging storm in his heart. When will the strength of a nearby child be so strong that the strongest of the four young masters is not an enemy of one move. He was vigilant, and he pretended to calm down and said, "Hum, as a child of your side, you have taken the initiative to Luo Luoshou, and you are impatient to live. I will make it clear to the elders of Luoshui. Just wait to be judged. "

After speaking, Domingle commanded the panicked maid behind him to lift Luo Tian and walked outside.

"Wait, did I say let you go?"

There was a careless voice behind him, the sister-in-law and Domingle stopped, with a look of annoyance on their faces. Even a slave is as powerful as a slave. Fortunately, the two were the young masters in the clan. They were provoked three or two times by a child from the next line. No matter how good their tempers were, there would be anger in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)