Chapter 202

Name:Storm of Kings Author:Gu Jianfeng
Zhao Yiren was stunned when he saw the Fubo boat and immediately laughed: "ha ha, who did this good thing? I have reached the wish that I dare not even think about. Ouyang Tailan, it seems that you can't escape the fate of ship destruction and human death. It's a pity to waste a beautiful woman. I can't be happy with my son. Maybe she's perfect! "

"Young master! It seems that the maid's sister and Zhou lie have been buried here. This is really retribution. How arrogant are they? " Liang peacock's heart is full of joy. Look at the shipwreck, can these two people still have a good one? However, such a powerful ship broke down soundlessly, and it was better to avoid such incidents far away.

"Go in and have a look. I'm very curious about who is the culprit to Ouyang's family? Moreover, if we go down so fiercely, there must have been some terror experts sitting here before. Otherwise, there won't be even a trace of battle left outside the ship, which means that Ouyang Tailan will be solved in the ship together with the war. "

"No more? The maid always thinks this place is gloomy and terrifying. Do you want to go in? I'm waiting outside? " Liang peacock knows that there are ways to track down the clues of those famous families. What should be done in case they are traced to her? Even if you don't know, who knows if you're going to make a fuss? Ouyang's family will certainly search crazily after being hit hard. How can such families care about the innocent? So don't get involved in this kind of danger.

Zhao Yiren gave a cold smile and patted a piece of paper armour on Liang peacock and said, "well, when I go in to investigate, you should carefully monitor it outside, but if there is any disturbance, please inform me immediately. Ouyang's family has been black handed. It has nothing to do with Zhao's family. Don't be like a mad dog and talk about it at that time! "

"Yes, the maid knows it!" Liang peacock such as amnesty, nod like garlic.

"Well, coward!" Zhao Yiren murmured. He turned around and put on five layers of paper armour. He waved and released a large number of paper figures. It was like a well disciplined army, and went to the sunken ship.

These paper men lined up the sea, blinked her big eyes, examined every corner carefully, and went further and further after entering the sunken ship.

Zhao Yiren followed, more and more dignified.

It was so clean in the shipwreck that both the ceiling and the ground seemed to have been scraped together. What exactly happened at that time?

Suddenly, Zhao Yiren felt a palpitation. He quickly moved to the right.

In front of him appeared a cloud of darkness. The dark flame that should not have appeared here swept past, flattened all the papermen he had released, and made his paper armor burning.

"Damn it..." Zhao Yiren broke his paper armour in an instant.

Before he was glad that he was careful, he set up a few more layers of defense, and a huge sword appeared in the slant, without any fancy. It was a sword in the head.

"Are you still alive?" Zhao Sen's right hand raised his head like a silver sword.

This wolf head is not small. Although it is also made of paper, it is a wonderful portrait. It has extremely sharp teeth and is hard to escape from biting.

Between the electric light and flint, Zhao Yiren found it wrong.

How heavy is this sword? Without waiting for him to withdraw his right hand, his right arm broke with a click, which was almost impossible for a monk who was very close to the fifth grade.

"Asshole..." Zhao Yiren's anger surged up, and his shoulder cracked again.

In a moment, his step was not even heavy.

In an instant, his arm was broken and his shoulder was broken. Zhao Yiren just wanted to break out. He was facing a dark flame, which destroyed the silver wolf head and leaned forward.

"Ah

He didn't want to be exposed to the flame, so he quickly released the paper kite, paper mouse, paper bird and paper strip as a buffer.

Zhou lie was not bitten by wolves. Just now he threw out his huge sword and moved to the left to make room for Ying'er behind to start a fire.

In a moment, Zhao Yiren had no time to breathe. He found that all the paper kites and birds had turned into ashes. He had to use the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box to release a golden dragon.

The golden dragon is made of gold foil and gold paper. It is more than 10 meters long. When it appears, it emits a golden flame, which is just against the fire.

Zhou Liang pointed to the ground, and the huge sword seemed to break apart. It ejected a piece of armour that looked like the body of the sword. It quickly interwoven the sword mountain like a Jackie Chan roll, like the most terrible meat grinder.

"My God!" Ten thousand Zhao Yiren didn't expect that the boy's huge sword was so strange.

Juli, Jujian and dagger are everywhere, forcing Zhao Yiren to do all he can. There is a paper Python on the left and a paper shield on the right, constantly digging out things.

These paper python, paper shield, paper armour and paper sword are beside him, which is not much worse than ordinary treasures. This is what Zhao Yiren is really good at.

Spiritual cultivation pays attention to spiritual cultivation. Only one blessing can turn decadent into magic!

This situation has been magnified in Zhao Yi Ren. The things he folded out of paper are better than the original ones after blessing. The most important thing is that they are cheap. They can have as many as they want.

Zhou lie was very surprised, but the giant sword only left three sword marks on the enemy after completing the armor. The gap between ranks was not so good to break through.At this time, Yinger spits out the fire of the third regiment.

If all offensives stop for one second, Zhou lie directly admits defeat. Don't say a second, only half a second, maybe Zhao Yiren will overturn.

In this process, Zhao Yiren has been exporting. You should know that at present he has only one hand and can't find Zhou lie's trouble, which belongs to passive resistance. Once he's free, it's real trouble. He won't be able to pry this big stone any more.

The third regiment is coming.

This is the last fire in the ruins. It represents all that the rosefinch left in Yinger's body. It can burn bones, burn souls and burn everything! Startled, Zhao Yi Ren quickly shook his body and released his ancestral spirit!

His ancestral spirit was unknown, but he was a famous peddler at that time in history. He used a pair of skillful hands to fold various kinds of small animals with paper and sell them to children to support his family.

I don't know how many years it took? The flowers, birds, fish and animals that he folded were vivid, and were appreciated by the magistrate. They were presented to the royal family as playthings, so as to shine on the family.

However, he was so arrogant that he didn't regard him as his ancestor. He only used his skillful hands to break various kinds of killing weapons.

"A thought from Lingtai is blessed by our ancestors." Zhao Yiren didn't expect the cooperation of Zuling. For him, Zuling was just an origami machine. If he called it, he would come and wave it away. He had his own way to drive it.

"Boom..." Zuling's eyes became dull, and suddenly opened his arms and turned into thousands of hands.

At the moment, Zhao Yiren's chest spewed out a large amount of white paper. In an instant, it turned into paper man, paper beast, paper bridge, paper tree, paper house, paper street, and paper wall expanded outward.

This is the era of origami Zhao's life. Every detail is displayed incisively and vividly, which makes people wonder!

At the moment, the world made of paper is burning. Although Zhao's eyes are still empty, he instinctively raises his hand to stop

That's his work! He was trampled by later generations. At this moment, his heart was as grey as death

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