The Endless Shuttle

The girl took the hairpin carved from red jade from her head, and let the green silk spread down like a waterfall.

Turning around, she handed her feather yarn and hosta to Lu Yinghua.

"Go back, my palace needs your care, and I will bring the snake back intact, so don't forget to prepare for the Monkey King hunting plan."

"……Yes."

Poor Lu Ying is kind, but he can only be a nodding bug.

Who made the existence of Godkillers a truly unreasonable master?

After seeing the black-haired boy walking away, Luo Hao did not hesitate to walk towards the main entrance of the high-end hotel.

As she moved forward, her palms drooped, her fingers slightly bent.

If there is a Chinese warrior or Lu Yinghua present, then you will definitely recognize this famous starting style.

"Feifeng Twelve Palms"-"Feng Young Comes to the Door"!

Luo Hao, as the leader of martial arts and the leader of the Five Prisons, combined with reference and his extraordinary insight to create this martial arts at the top of "God Killer".

She didn't intend to go from the shallower to the deeper, and communicate with Luo Pei well. She came up with her own unique knowledge. In addition to proving that the leader paid enough attention to Luo Pei, it was also a sign of her murderous intentions.

When the blue and white cloth shoes stepped into the marble living room, the elevator facing the door just opened.

With a sound of "ding", the new king and the old king finally met officially.

On one side is a young girl with green silk like a waterfall and a shameful face, and on the other side is a handsome boy with blond hair and blue eyes.

This was the beginning of two kings with the same surname and the same motherland, Luo Pei and Luo Hao.

Chapter 126 Luo Pei and Luo Hao (1)

"The name of the king of martial arts is indeed well-deserved. This city has been shrouded by my "ruler of the sky" for four days, and I waited for you to walk in front of my residence before I found you. "

Luo Pei looked at the beautiful girl in front of him curiously.

Not only the looks and posture are excellent, but what is more sultry is the temperament that has been deposited over the long years.

As one of the world's most populous and one of the oldest countries for nearly a hundred years, that empress-like temperament can easily arouse men's desire to conquer.

But this is also a biting poppy...

"For a good warrior, it is not difficult to avoid raindrops. Its intent is in shape, its body is like a spirit... Haha, even if you want to come to you, you can't understand what I'm saying."

Luo Hao downplayed the words that made ordinary martial artists ashamed.

The ghost knows how high the definition of "excellent" is for the king of martial arts.

"Barbarian? I didn't expect this word to be used..."

Feeling a little bit ridiculous, Rope touched his blond hair, feeling that even if he refuted, he would be unlikely to make people believe that he was Chinese.

——Fine, let her talk.

Seeing Luo Hao's wet hair, Luo Pei very gentleman picked up a folded white towel from the hotel table and threw it at the girl opposite.

The latter also generously took the towel and gently wiped his black hair.

After a while, when Luo Hao finished wiping, Luo Pei also unbuttoned the sleeve of his suit and asked slowly.

"That's the end of the chat. If you come here today, you must be ready to go to war with me, right?"

"Humph."

Luo Hao snorted and replied.

"It's you who provoke me, young king...but it doesn't matter. I heard that you killed the old **** Vorban, so I decided to defeat you. I'll leave that snake next to you temporarily, wait. I will kill you and retrieve it myself."

"Oh, oh, she has become an "important" part of me..."

Rope bit his words, his eyes drooping gradually.

Behind him, the eastern sun wheel quietly appeared, and the moisture in the entire air began to increase suddenly.

The days launched by the "ruler of the sky" are not only scope surveys, but also add immeasurable water to this Chiba Prefecture, so that when others breathe in the street, there is a kind of soaking in the water. Illusion.

This just in disguise has increased the power of Rope's "Sigh of the Shallow Sea".

As long as he wants to, he can use water to create a turbulent river at any time—just like the heroic king’s treasure, the "End Sword".

"...Then please let me learn about the master's unique learning."

"as you wish."

Luo Hao responded, the pace was not very fast, Luo Pei's dynamic vision could capture her every step of the way.

But even so, Rope didn't hold it big, the light wheel pointer on the back directly pointed to the "banteng" pattern, and the great power of Hercules instantly gave him his arms.

If you were deceived by the appearance of the martial arts king's slender and white arms, thinking that she was winning by softness or skill, then it would be a big mistake.

Luo Hao is most proud of his strange power.

Power-"Great Vajra Power" is the power usurped by defeating the two Vajra Secret Traces Vajra and the King Narayan, and can give the holder the amazing power of the Vajra.

One more thing, the **** of disobedience who possesses this power is also of the same origin as "The Last King" Rama...

Bang!

The contact between the fist and the palm blew the wind, the marble floor under Ropey's feet was broken, and the magnificent hotel lobby instantly turned into a tattered scene that a poor kiln would not have.

If it weren't for the right orientation, maybe the load-bearing pillars could spread to the leader and interrupt a few.

However, in terms of strength alone, it is still within Rope's estimation-no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to compare with Asazil.

"What a powerful arm... New King!"

Luo Hao's admiration sounded in his ears.

It seems that this leader has a considerable degree of obsession with muscles or physical strength?

"However, strength is the cornerstone of cleverness, cleverness is the method of strength, just having good strength is just a reckless man..."

"!?"

Luo Hao suddenly changed his moves.

Her right wrist rounded Rope's fist like a snake, turning from rigid to soft, and gently moved his wrist away. At the same time, his left hand was unambiguous, and a palm was printed on Rope's chest.