Su Hong slowly got up and looked calm, pushing Liu Yu and Wei Chihuo straight into Liang Hao.
"Ah …"
Liu Hongyi smiled with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. "It’s true that those who know fear it can still be so calm now. I wonder if you will be scared out of your wits later!"
"I don’t know what you are doing by breaking into the palace of Yan?"
Su Hong’s tone is bland and supercilious.
"What happened?"
Liang Hao’s face sank and suddenly he shouted, "Su Hong, you are so bold to see me. The fairy of Bixia Palace has not knelt down for me!"
The sound was deafening and reverberated in the bedroom, full of power
It seems that there is really a fairy looking down at the whole life and asking questions.
Don’t say mortal, even Song Ji looks pale, feels chest tightness, and his heart is pounding wildly.
Su Hong raised his head and suddenly smiled and asked, "Should I kneel?"
"Sure enough, it seems that you don’t cry until you see the coffin. You really have to suffer!"
Liu hongyi said something with a ferocious face. He was about to step outside the front door when a sound suddenly came.
"The imperial secretary of Bixia is really promising. She is always on her knees."
This sentence was marked with a mockery and disdain, which immediately aroused the anger in the hearts of Bixia Palace and looked back in succession.
Seeing a blue man pacing up and down, his eyes are as delicate as a Confucian scholar’s, and his eyes are as narrow as a knife, and there is cold light and sharp.
The blue man is followed by a pink skirt, and the beauty of the woman is breathtaking. His eyes are like talking, and many monks’ hearts are also rippling.
Chapter one hundred and nineteen Fu Mo Yin Wei
More than a dozen monks in Bixia Palace, both men and women, were attracted by the girl’s appearance in pink skirts and once forgot where they were.
It was not until the blue man and the pink skirt girl passed by and walked into the hall that they gradually recovered.
Liang Hao and LiuHongYi hurriedly make peep spirit in two personal exploration.
The pink skirt girl seems to have practiced some kind of hidden secret technique, and the realm is vague and unfathomable.
There is nothing special about this blue monk. He is a monk in the middle of the foundation.
Liang Hao and LiuHongYi inwardly sneer at.
When they saw the blue monk and the pink skirt girl, they didn’t have any identity tokens. I thought they were scattered or came from a small clan.
Whether it is Liang Hao or Liu Hongyi who saw the pink skirt girl instantly has a mind to show her strong strength and win the favor of the pink skirt girl.
The blue monk and the pink skirt girl are naturally Sumo and Ji goblins.
Su Mo walked into the hall, his eyes swept away, and he saw that the people in the hall were injured, and the murder in his heart only slightly converged.
Although Song Ji didn’t speak, he kept winking at Su Mo to wake him up. His other side was higher than him and came from Bixia Palace with deep background and strong strength.
Su Hong saw Su Mo’s appearance in his eyes and flashed a bit of worry.
Su Mo smiled towards Su Hong, Song Ji and others and nodded to reassure them.
Su Mo casually found a chair and never looked at Bixia Palace when he sat there.
See Su Moxiu realm is not as good as they are. People such as Liang Hao are furious.
"Did you speak just now?"
Liang Hao stared at Su Mo coldly and asked.
"Yes."
Su Mo bowed his head, middle finger and thumb, and gently rubbed his face.
Liang Hao narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "So you have a problem with me asking Su Hong to kneel for me?"
Su Mo raised his head and squinted at Liang Hao and asked with a smile, "Are you also worthy?"
"Looking for death!"
Liang Hao’s fingertip pinch tactic generate, a spiritual force in the abdomen, actually condensed out a long sword.
This is a kind of spiritual fencing which is relatively common in the field of repair.
The sword has a solid spiritual foundation, but its sharpness is not weaker than that of the spirit weapon, and its breath is horrible and threatening.
Just then Su Mo also moved.
In my mind, I keep thinking about the shocking scene I saw when I watched the beads fall into dreamland.
Consciousness Su Mo’s middle finger and thumb are interlocked to form an odd handprint.
There is a secret in the Buddha’s beads-the magic seal!