Chapter 1128：

How did you get into this guy's hands? Still so young, was the third brother really killed by this person? Taking my brother's practice as an example, can he never catch up with a monk? How did you let him escape here? Where is big brother? A series of questions confuses Red Hand.

Walking slowly, there was a sinister smile on his face, one hand gave me a finger, a drop of blood dripped from the fingertip, and turned into blood again in mid-air, sucking from the red hand with stuffy nose, his face looked relieved. Comfortable.

"My third brother seems to be killed by you, but I don't know, you are very different from my third brother, how can you hurt him? Oh, it seems that it was the help of those people just now, how could they Think it's safe to hide behind a wall? Ha!"

At that time, Red Hand didn't know that when he entered the hole, the outside of the hole was blocked by black ants, and it was silent with mud. At this time, he arrived at this place a bit.

Luckily, bringing a lot of dirt in the beginning, black devil ants have grown to nearly 100,000+ years, draining dirt every now and then, plugging a hole is enough.

I'm just stalling so these black ants can block the hole and seeing Red Hand look like a sneer on his face, knowing that my practice is really hard to get into Red Hand's eyes and not getting angry. He replied in a low voice, "This should be a two-year-old blood film. No one killed you at that time. It seems that you are really lucky."

Your third brother wasn't killed in the first place, it was his own self-destruction, he thought it was easier, otherwise, he might have died worse. "

Red hands listening to blood cry is self-exploding death, no wonder, in battle, practice with these people, the more trapped the better, but killing is not so easy.

I want to kill instantly, but I think I have some difficulty breaking the wall alone. After a period of time, Northern Jin politicians came here as soon as they received news, and then opened the city wall together, thinking that these people would not escape too far.

Ask the young man a few words to see how many accomplices they have, and if he doesn't agree, let him try the power of these red hands.

"How did you come here, what's your name?" he said, "your young man is going to die in front of his head, his mouth is so stiff, he's a bit boney, what's your name? How many? Why are they? Going into the wall, why are you staying here? Can't they just deal with it?"

"Well, it's easy for you to learn problems at your age, but you don't have any problems today, so I want to talk to you?"

Red Hand listened to this man so relaxed, his heart also had some bad feeling, looking back, nothing unusual, the whole cave is still painted with black paint, just by God, you can feel there is life in this wall , there are only magic elves, and the low ones are very shallow. I do not think so.

"Your mouth is too hard, you have to have something to fall back on and speak fast so I can kill you before your rescue comes."

The red hand said, do a parallel movement with one hand, as if you don't say it, I will kill someone.

I know he has to delay for a while, this red-handed Mo Xin, Zhao Jingzhi at the same time, like in the holy period, you can break the wall and hurt others, or the hole will be clogged thicker, for sure.

I said, "Then say, my name is me, and I'm just a disciple of Qianyuanmen. This kind of practice doesn't exist in the northern part of the Jin Kingdom. You probably haven't heard of it."