Chapter 347

Good fight, good fight.

But I still have to fight.

People in the black fog think so.

Liu Zhongyi walked in the dark fog.

He frowned and looked at the three stones on the ground. His mood was not very beautiful.

After all, he put the three stones together as a mark not long ago. After walking for a period of time, he returned to the original point. This is definitely not a simple sentence that can be explained by getting lost. For example, it is written in the ghost novel. This may be the so-called ghost hitting the wall, and he thought again and again. In the end, he didn't listen to the ghost novel and sprinkle a bubble of boy urine to break the law, The main reason is that he is in his forties at least. Whether he is a boy or not, he can't help thinking about it. Running in the sunset is his lost youth.

He sat down and closed his eyes with boiling water.

When a man meets a ghost, a bad ghost makes a man.

Liu Zhongyi felt that it had nothing to do with his good fortune and his bad fortune.

It still has something to do with the black fog.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly closed his eyes and sat cross legged.

It looks like a Taoist meditating.

In fact, of course not.

After all, fundamentally speaking, Liu Zhongyi can only be regarded as a Confucian scholar.

It has nothing to do with Taoism and Buddhism.

This meditation is the "quiet" of Confucianism.

Still life, quiet people, meditation.

Everything is quiet, only I bloom.

The peace of my heart is not invaded by ghosts.

immediately.

When Liu Zhongyi reopened his eyes, a blue flame flickered in his pupils.

The flame flickered and went out. It was very weak. People felt that as long as they stood in front of Liu Zhongyi and sneezed, the flame in their pupils would go out immediately.

Suddenly, the flame began to beat.

It seems to be changing a certain form.

Like the surrounding black fog, it can condense and form, but the appearance of condensing and forming is really strange.

The flame in the left eye condensed into an ape jumping up and down.

The flame in the right eye, after condensation, seems to be a neighing horse.

Heart ape.

Yima.

Liu Zhongyi clenched his fists.

"My disciple is in danger."

"That's my disciple. As his master, if I don't do anything at this time, how can I deserve to be his master?"

"Just this time, just this time, you just keep one eye open and one eye closed, okay?"

Liu Zhongyi's body kept trembling.

Inexplicably, his face was full of tears.

The veins on the forehead jump violently, which looks more like the horn of an animal growing under the skin.

Finally.

The flame in the pupils gradually goes out.

It's like a candle blown out by the wind.

Liu Zhongyi's body fell heavily to the ground.

Put your hands back into the soil.

"Can't I do it once? Once, I only want once, can't I..."

No one answered him.

Like talking to the wind

Yuexincheng found that there was no way to eliminate these black fog monsters.

Every time they break up, they condense more slowly.

In particular, just a few minutes ago.

These black fog monsters condense more slowly.

Three black fog monsters were killed in succession, and Yue Xincheng's chest fluctuated greatly.

So tired.

So tired.

I really want to find a place to sleep quietly. I don't care about anything, don't ask anything, and don't want anything.

As a result, as soon as he closed his eyes, Yue Xincheng suddenly sat up again, which always reminds people of the legendary corpse fraud.

"I seem to hear the boss call me."

But when you prick up your ears again, you can't hear anything.

"It must not be auditory hallucination. The boss must be in trouble now and needs me very much." Yue Xincheng said solemnly.

Naturally, he would not think that his boss was playing a very exciting game with a black Jiao at this time.

If the moon peak is regarded as a small map and small program.

The previous black fog monsters and black fog Dharma array can only be regarded as little turtles and flowers running around on the ground.

The black Jiao in front of him is the real boss.

Fortunately, it's not the dragon in the game. Unfortunately, even if you kill the black Jiao, it's impossible to save the princess. If you really want to sing a princess, he doesn't want to. After all, in this age, the so-called princesses work at KTV.

Just like a charming little girl walking in the street, suddenly a madman grabbed her and said she looked like a princess. The little girl will not be very happy. Maybe she will come up and slap her, and then scold. You are the princess, and your whole family is the princess!

After all, this is an era of chicken and duck in the same cage.

Black Jiao became more and more angry.

But it didn't bring any pressure to Gaoge. Anyway, the opponent wanted to kill himself. Do you still care whether he was angry or angry?

It's like singing and licking it a few times, and it can turn war into friendship with itself.

Although this is the first time Gao Ge has met an opponent like black Jiao, he has an intuition that the strength of a black Jiao is not just that. It's a little unreasonable!

He was more curious about the origin of the black Jiao.

If this black Jiao really exists here all the time, Longge can't be unaware. Even if Longge really doesn't care about the situation on the moon watching peak, as the owner of the moon watching peak, the people of Shen rob sect shouldn't be so late. After all, the growth process of a black Jiao is very slow. It has been hundreds of years since the beginning of Huajiao? In such a long process, the people of the heavy robbery sect bury their heads in the soil every day?

Angered by the song, Heijiao attacked again.

Its body has completely separated from the deep pool, like a bulldozer, all the way over.

Sing and fight and retreat.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, blindly hitting hard is to find yourself uncomfortable.

It's equivalent to shaking off your arm and comparing it with a wall.

Only by constantly mediating can we find the weakness of the black Jiao.

This is black Jiao, not black pepper!

Singing all the way.

He didn't look back, but he could hear the roar behind him.

At this time, the black Jiao was like an incarnation of the director of the relocated household, and towering huge trees fell down.

Until this time, Gaoge was able to see the whole picture.

If you have to describe it in four words.

That's it.

The thief chicken is big.

"Brother, take a break. Xu Xian is really not here!"

He shouted Heng at the top of his voice.

The speed of black Jiao still didn't slow down, but accelerated a lot.

People with two legs still can't run without black Jiao. Where can we reason?

A bang.

Singing only felt as if a stick had hit his back.

The body flew out again.

Fell to the ground and vomited blood.

A little

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