"He doesn’t want to be exposed!" Jianandao
Analysis of wood nods has been changed to evil grimace of a grin in a hurry. "Oh ~ I feel those eyes are just like I’ve been waiting for a guardian … no, no … it’s the opposite of what I’ve been waiting for … Yes! Like a living dead full of yang. "
"The living dead!"
Yoga man completely shocked a little bit afraid.
When she was enlightened by Ganan, she also observed some classical books left by her ancestors, among which were the stars of the living dead.
The living dead were a flash in the pan during the ancient jihad and then disappeared.
They are not dead, but normal people with fresh lives. Generally, they can reproduce without difference. This living dead is the eyeliner of the Almighty’s own Yang Shen Jing Xue, which leads to the sacrifice of the great magical powers.
The most important thing is that the living and the dead are connected by blood, and the descendants will always obey the Lord and become the eyes of the master.
Although the living dead usually act on their own consciousness, once they wake up, the blood seal will be extremely powerful, and after waking up, the living dead will disappear completely within an hour.
I’m afraid it is precisely because of this that the living dead beside Luoyu didn’t choose to wake up.
The art of the living dead is an extremely horrible and mysterious great magical power. Although who created this art, it is certain that those who can create this great magical power will be incredibly powerful.
But ….. So powerful to secretly’ monitor’ Luo Yu? Who can this hidden living dead be?
After talking about the living dead for a while,
Yoga man is restless, and when he is ready to move, he wants to take the opportunity to fight back. She is more eager to see Luo Yu as soon as possible so that she can tell him about it.
Thinking of this, I muttered, "I hope he can come smoothly and see the result of his theory, if it is an ending."
At this moment, Shimu has changed his face and said with compassion, "If he has you, it will always be a good result if you are happy from the violet."
In a flash, she turned her evil face into a cold smile. "~ If he were you, would you still be clear …?"
When Jia Nanwen heard this, he found himself unable to answer and ask himself, "I … I …?"
Then her sad eyes looked at the sentimental reflection in the pool and touched her cheek. "I … I don’t know … Yoga man wants to see him …"
The evil face grimaced. "Leave him with you forever so that the temple can be worried …"
Listening to the ugly face, Yoga’s male face struggled and shook his head. "No … I want to see him. Maybe I can …"
The analysis of the wood has turned into a low eyebrow and a faint sigh. "I don’t know if I’m crazy … I don’t know if I want to bet on others’ ignorance and deceive myself?"
Hearing this, he felt like a thorn in his heart, but suddenly he looked up, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his whole body was suffocating and gushing out "unbridled ~!"
In a flash, the golden wheel of the two people’s rosary has been sprinkled.
Yoga male transient rain or shine is not full of struggle …
Gradually, she returned to the cold color, but she looked weak again. She waved her hand with strength. "Go ~ You are the only one among the twelve ghosts who is still mentally disabled … Garnan has gone to the town to be a holy mountain …"
Obviously, it is not difficult to see from the words of Jia Nan.
There is more than one dark ganan among the twelve venerable people in the Holy Cathedral of Mohling! It’s no wonder that yoga male saints dare to rest assured that they will return Luo Yu, who killed the fierce battle, to the twelve ghost guards in the temple.
Analysis of wood sighed and then retreated into the shadows.
Jia Nan’s Leng Yan eyes are staring at the pool through the gap between the curtains. The sarira rosary is floating outside the pool, as sad as it is happy. "Is it wrong for my father … to choose …?"
The relic rosary Jin Hui still makes people look at it and feel calm as water.
Hum ~
Suddenly, a rosary is dim and vanishes into dust and ashes as it falls like a dying star …
Seeing this, Jia man’s face showed signs of bitterness and sorrow, saying, "Do you want to explain your respect or let your brother go?"
Whispering, she looked at the violet next to her, which was about to bloom but failed. She had never been worried. "Don’t you bloom yet?"
With that, she touched the violet petals lovingly and looked forward to talking to herself …
"If I have you, I can get rid of the rage and I can get rid of the demons when I meet you … right?"
Chapter 647 Day eagle mountain bear big
The fog at the foot of Heishan Mountain is entangled.
At the moment, Luo Yu is sitting on the stone edge of the giant tree and taking a break.
They raced all the way across the canyon, which was also smooth sailing.
Watching one side is’ goo chee goo chee’ shoveled eating prey black riding monster beast wu o swallow mouth spit belly growling.
He looked miserable at Luo Yu. "Eldest brother, why don’t you hunt and give it something to the younger brother?" I haven’t seen animal products for more than a year. "
Luo Yu smiled and reached out from the cloak and took out some dried barbecue and chewed with relish. "Do you want to eat raw meat … go with it! Nobody stopped you again. "
O wu, staring at the fragrant dried meat in Luo Yu’s hands without blinking an eye, said, "Psst ~ eldest brother, see you say … how can I compete with a beast for food? Not left the eldest brother face … "
Seeing that the goods were going to flow to the ground and talk endlessly, he stuffed a barbecue into his mouth.
At the same time, I asked with a smile, "How long will it take for this Montenegro to cross?"
At the moment, Wu A Zheng eats delicious food and freely squeaks, "Well … eldest brother, you don’t have to worry about the holy land … just across from black mountain range … Yes, but … Ah ~ There are too many chop suey in the mountains, I’m afraid it will be urgent for some time."
"Oh?" Luo Yu said, "What day was that?"
O wu freely answer "or die up to 20 or 30 days …"
"What?" Los feather indecision way "twenty or thirty days! Is it not a pilgrimage period? "