Chapter 838

The great palace!

A kind of magic medicine that can overturn Yin and Yang, even make a master's realm, avoid the Yin and Yang transformation from the master's realm to the great master's realm, and directly make a master become a great master!

Charlotte couldn't help but stare and said, "do you mean there is a heavenly palace in the tomb of King Wu of Chu?"

The owl nodded.

Although he was quite sure, he still said, "yes, according to historical records, King Wu of Chu had not practiced in his whole life because of his body, but he never used that towering que."

"If the historical materials are really credible, there must be a towering Que in his tomb."

Charlotte listened and pondered.

In ancient times, as long as it appeared, it would cause a sensation in the whole martial arts circle.

There will even be countless masters, great masters, and even more terrifying strongmen!

Without him, the effect of mitianque is so powerful that it can not only overthrow Yin and Yang, but also cleanse one's mind and make one's talent to a higher level!

Such a treasure can be regarded as a natural thing.

But soon Charlotte calmed down.

Quiet analysis.

Owl has been drinking wine, looked up at Charlotte, said: "I'm here for this thing, help or not, only in your mind."

Charlotte listened and looked at Owl.

If there is a mitianque, then if there is a mitianque at that time, I'm afraid it is bound to cause turmoil in the whole martial arts world, and countless forces gathered here will also snatch each other!

Even at all costs!

At that time, if there are masters of the master realm, Charlotte may not be able to guarantee.

Thinking of this, Charlotte couldn't help looking at the owl and sighed: "I say you, if you take your flying sword and invite a master, it's better than asking me not. I'll be in the middle of the first World War, and where can I go? If you are targeted by a master, how to find it is also a dead word. It's too risky for you to press this treasure."

The owl didn't speak. Instead, he had a drink.

Soon, after drinking a bottle of wine, Xiaowei narrowed his eyes and said in a heavy voice: "I don't believe other people. I believe you. To tell you the truth, when you were famous, I was still an unknown killer in the bloody building."

"When I keep up with you, I can't hear from you."

Xiao said here, Charlotte can't help frowning, when he was really young, he was famous.

It's not just about the Jiang family, it's about killing several powerful gold medal killers before, which is enough to make him famous.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Although they have been hiding all these years, they have never thought that there are still people who remember themselves.

There was something wrong with Charlotte's eyes.

Isn't this my little fan?

But this thought only existed in Charlotte's mind for a moment.

Xiao continued: "I was an orphan that year, and I was brought to the base by the blood house to practice. Every day I practice."

"I remember my first mission was to kill a rich second generation."

"You should know that if it's really the second generation of the rich, it's still a simple matter. But I miss it. As a killer, it's a very shameful thing to miss it."

Xiao said here, his face a little nostalgic.

Charlotte saw it, but she didn't know what to think.

A killer's failure in the first mission is fatal to the future.

However, since Xiao can now have such achievements, it must be very difficult for him to experience later.

Xiaodun would continue: "the second task is to kill a warrior, a warrior the day after tomorrow. I succeeded and fought half my life..."

"And that person, I met in the third mission, she was wearing a snow-white dress, and the object of my mission was her father..."

Charlotte listened quietly, an ethical love drama, which was spread out under the owl's narration.

Soon, one of the twists and turns, Charlotte understand, can not help looking at some drunk owl, frowned.

What kind of ghost story, what kind of ghost love???

Charlotte's face was blank.

Can this all rub out the spark of love?

Where are the Three Outlooks of people now???

My father's revenge!

But the owl didn't seem to see all kinds of reactions on Charlotte's face. Instead, he continued to say in a trance: "that was the last task she wanted to do. But at that time, her father volunteered to die and asked me to let his daughter go. I promised him."

After hearing this, Charlotte asked, "the girl you like is the daughter of your target? Do you like her? Does she know that you are her Avenger? "

Owl sadly a smile way: "know!"

Charlotte is speechless. We all know it's killing the avenger. Can we still get together?

No diaphragmatic response?

The owl really shook his head.

His eyes were heavy and drunk, but there was a trace of clarity in his eyes.

As a top-level killer, owl should or shouldn't have said so much, but Charlotte doesn't know why, owl said so much.

Maybe it's feelings, maybe all the pressure is shouldered by this beautiful man.

Everything is carried on the shoulders by such a person.

But young people's shoulders, it seems that should not be so.

Charlotte looked at the owl, worried and asked: "according to what you said, if there really is a heaven que this time, maybe everything can be saved, right?"

The owl nodded, and now he was just holding a little hope. Although this hope was like the lights across the bank in the night, it was not bright. A little wind would extinguish it, and even a little farther away, it would be invisible. More or less, it was a comfort.

Charlotte couldn't help admiring this beautiful young man. It's really admirable to be able to do this for a person.

He said with a smile: "since there is still hope, we should stick to it..."

With that, Charlotte looked at the time. It was almost seven o'clock and it was getting dark. If she didn't go back to cook, the three women shouldn't tear him up.

After thinking about it, Charlotte stood up and said, "wait for me. Three months later, I will try my best to build the tomb of the spring and Autumn period."

The owl is sitting on the table with wine in hand. When he hears Charlotte's words, he raises his glass and shakes it towards Charlotte. His face is blushing and beautiful.

"Good!" he said with a smile

Charlotte nodded and turned away.

With the departure of Charlotte, there are many people in the bar now.

Many men, even women, see the beautiful owls lying on the table and approach them secretly.

Several girls even took out their cell phones to take pictures.

It's a shame.

It's beautiful!

More beautiful than the stars on TV!

The beauty, the stars eyes, the bridge of the nose, it is all perfect in the world, coordination, on a face, is so comfortable.