Chapter 902

"You are Lingxiao Zhuo long recognized Lingxiao at a glance.

Lingxiao very simply admit, way: "yes, it's me."

"It's a bit interesting that a level 7 out of the state dares to assassinate me!" Zhuo long said coldly.

As he spoke, his eyes were full of cold killing.

Zhuo long can't remember when he was so close to death last time.

And now, a boy beyond the seven levels of the realm, even once again let him experience the feeling of death approaching.

"Good, you'll let you know what you regret!" Zhuo long said coldly.

Lingxiao ignored his question and asked, "I'm curious. How do you perceive me?"

Although this question is not at the right time, Lingxiao still wants to ask it.

After all, this is the first time that the art of seclusion has been noticed, which makes Lingxiao a little curious.

"I understand the artistic conception of martial arts just as you do!" Zhuo long said lightly.

This words a, Ling Xiao's brow directly wrinkled.

He didn't expect to meet a strong man who also understood the artistic conception of martial arts here!

Besides, he is also a strong artistic conception of martial arts beyond the Ninth level!

Only then did Lingxiao understand.

Why does Zhuo long not care so much about the refuge? Those citizens are just part of his chips. His biggest chips are his own strength!

"The artistic conception of the wind?" Lingxiao asked.

Zhuo long Wen Yan, but did not answer his question, asked: "the mood of the earth?"

It is obvious that both sides are aware of each other's understanding of martial arts.

At this time, more than a dozen strong people came to Zhuolong's room.

With the loud noise coming out, more than a dozen foreign strongmen guarding Zhuolong's residence have been alarmed.

Now, they just got here.

"Master Zhuolong, are you ok?"

"Who are you?! How dare you break into Lord Zhuolong's room

“……”

More than a dozen strong people in the alien world look at Lingxiao and Zhuolang and say one after another.

Their eyes to Lingxiao and Zhuolong are two extremes.

One is contempt, and the other is fear.

Zhuo long looked at Lingxiao with a keen eye, but he began to scold: "waste! The other party made so much noise that they arrived at the scene! "

As soon as these words came out, the ten strong men were sweating.

At this time, Pengcheng is sounded a series of roar.

Zhuo long immediately responded, "it may be that the people of the sword troops have an action. Go and have a look!"

More than a dozen strong people in the alien world, as if they had been granted amnesty, all their faces were full of joy.

Then, these people are flying away in the direction of the sound.

"Lingxiao said, what kind of death do you want." Zhuo long orders to finish all these, this just says toward Ling Xiao.

Lingxiao smell speech, the corner of the mouth a Qiao, lightly said: "don't choose, anyway also don't use.".

But it's you. How about being slapped dead? Or a blow? Or was it cut into pieces by my knife? "

As soon as the words came out, the system prompt suddenly rang.

"Ding! The host shows the nature of male god, the power of life + 5! "

"Ding! The host shows the nature of male god, the power of spirit + 5! "

"Ding! The host shows the nature of the male God and gets a small amount of pieces of soul stone! "

"Ding! The host shows the nature of male god, charm + 10! "

"Ding..."