Chapter 1103

When Jiang Zhuojun was upset, he casually asked a leaf: "don't ask, there's no strange smell on you?"

Young master Fenglin joked, "is the smell of sandalwood strange?" The smell of sandalwood has been on Mo Wen's body for a long time. Everyone who has been around Mo Wen knows this.

"Said Gu Xinglang, looking at a leaf.

Yiye said, "sandalwood, there is also a smell."

stink?

At this moment, even the National Teacher Wuhuan came to the table.

Gu Xinglang said, "what kind of smell?"

Yiye said, "I don't know. This smell is everywhere in the back mountain."

Young master Fenglin asked national master Wuhuan, "is there a smell in the back mountain?"

National Master Wuhuan recalled that when he was tortured in the back mountain cave, there was a smell of burnt flesh in the air, the scream of slaves, and those shadows and stinks that he couldn't see clearly? Wuhuan national master shook his head slowly. He was sure he didn't smell it.

Gu Xinglang asked Yiye to continue drawing and whispered to the three people around him, "I'll find a chance to test don't ask."

"Don't do it," Jiang Zhuojun said immediately. "I gave mo the knife. I'll give him another knife next time I meet. Is his death in his chest? Just try again."

Young master Fenglin said, "when will you see me again? Don't ask?"

Jiang Zhuojun said, "naturally, when the army killed Everest, or do you want to lead the way and lead me to the meeting first, young master?"

Young master Fenglin, hehe, they have to enter Yongsheng temple.

"In a word, Xinglang, don't take risks," general Xiaojiang said to Gu Xinglang. "What we have to do is to catch Mo Wen and his followers. Just kill Mo Wen and let the monsters he keeps escape. The world will also be in chaos."

When talking about Dangyu, Jiang Zhuojun looked at the young master Fenglin intentionally or unintentionally.

Little master Fenglin still couldn't hold back his anger and asked Jiang Zhuojun, "what do you mean?"

Jiang Zhuojun touched the sabre around his waist.

The evil spirit between the young master Fenglin's eyebrows suddenly became fierce. He didn't speculate. He really said more than half a sentence.

Gu Xinglang pinched his eyebrows. These two words made him want to kill again.

Wu Huan looked at the young master Fenglin and said, "well, don't say any more."

Young master Fenglin was ashamed of Wuhuan's national master. As soon as Wuhuan opened his mouth, the young master closed his mouth although he was angry.

Wu Huan looked at the map that Yiye was drawing and whispered, "it may take a day to draw all the maps."

"Can you leave him here alone? Or is Xinglang going to look at him here? " Young master Fenglin asked.

"If there are poisonous insects, he won't cause trouble," Gu Xinglang put his hand on the table. The poisonous insects stopped on his fingertips climbed onto the table and didn't go back to Yiye's body, but gathered his body on a piece of white paper.

"Then let's go," Wuhuan national teacher said.

Young master Fenglin said, "what shall we do with him after he draws the map? Did you kill him? "

National Master Wuhuan always feels a sense of disobedience when listening to master Fenglin. I'm used to seeing this man pretend to be an immortal. Now this man doesn't pretend, but national master Wuhuan is not used to it. There's another kind of, ah, I actually lost to the bad feeling of a fool.

Jiang Zhuojun looked at young master Fenglin and sneered, "kill him? He is not only a disciple of Mo Wen, but also a man of poison. He is dead. Don't ask, don't you check the cause of his death? "

General Xiaojiang felt that it was understandable that Mo Wen didn't pay attention to this disciple. He looked like a human model. In fact, he didn't have a brain at all. When he opened his mouth, he would expose his stupid nature.

Jiang Zhuojun's eyes are too contemptuous, which makes young master Fenglin raise his hand and attack Jiang Zhuojun. Why does this man despise him?

Jiang Zhuojun looked at the young master Fenglin and raised his hand. He didn't hide. He was ready to take the palm of the young master Fenglin.

Gu Xinglang, who was standing between them, raised his hand, took a palm for Jiang Zhuojun, frowned and said, "don't make trouble, I have a headache."

After hearing Gu Xinglang say that he had a headache, master Wuhuan quickly put the palm of his right hand on Gu Xinglang's back heart. He used his internal force to stabilize Gu Xinglang's mind. At the same time, he drank Shaoshi and general Xiaojiang, who were born with different aura: "enough!"

At this time, he also looked uneasy. He raised his head high and looked at Gu Xinglang.

"Relax," Wuhuan national master whispered to Gu Xinglang, "they're just quarreling. You don't have to worry about them."

Gu Xinglang's eyes were almost bloody at this time, his mouth closed tightly, and he had to endure the blood gas surging in his body and the desire to kill and see blood.

Yiye stopped his pen and sat there staring at Gu Xinglang, looking flustered.

Jiang Zhuojun and young master Fenglin, who found themselves in trouble, were silent now.

I felt that my internal power was pouring uncontrollably into Gu Xinglang's body. The complexion of national master Wuhuan hidden under the silver mask was as white as snow, but the national master didn't make a sound and didn't try to withdraw his internal power. Not to mention that he can't withdraw his internal power now. Even if he can, he can't do so at this time. Gu Xinglang is unstable. He forcibly withdraws his internal power, which is easy to cause Gu Xinglang's internal power disorder.

Gu Xinglang obviously knew what he was doing. After taking a sudden breath, he suddenly turned back and slapped the Wuhuan national teacher. He beat the Wuhuan national teacher up and hit the wall behind him“ Senior brother! " Young master Fenglin screamed“ Xinglang! " This is Jiang Zhuojun's scream. Gu Xinglang's voice didn't fluctuate. "I'll go out for a while." With these words, Gu Xinglang swept away and left the prison quickly. Young master Fenglin ran to the Wuhuan national master and dared not touch the elder martial brother sitting on the ground. He could only ask in a hurry, "how are you? I'll invite the princess to see you? " National Master Wuhuan waved his hand to young master Fenglin, and a bloody breath poured into his mouth from his throat. National master Wuhuan swallowed the breath, meditated cross legged and healed his injury by exercising Kung Fu. Jiang Zhuojun hurried outside the prison and left a sentence: "I'll go and see Gu Xinglang." Young master Fenglin looked at the back of the and clenched his teeth. A leaf sat on the stool. Gu insect looked at the door of the prison and didn't move“ Draw your picture! " Young master Fenglin angrily rushed to a leaf. Like a puppet, Yiye slowly lowered his head and then began to draw. As for the insect that still looked at the prison door motionless, young master Fenglin turned his eyes. He was not a human insect. There was no way to take this insect. At this time, someone knocked on the door of the prison outside“ It's all right. Don't come in, "young master Fenglin said." don't let anyone in either. " The little brother of dark Wei guarding the door had to keep watching the door honestly. Jiang Zhuojun chased out the Shenxing division, but he didn't look for it. When he got out of the Shenxing division, he followed his feeling and walked south. Soon, he saw Gu Xinglang standing in the backlight in a camphor forest beside the road.