Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Three days later, Lingyun was still unconscious.

After that night, after the glory of the clear water, it has already passed eight days. In the eight days, the huge storm caused by the thunderstorm and the dazzling fairy in Qingshui City has gradually subsided.

In the past three days, Qingshui City had a downpour of heavy rain. This late rain was finally the official of Qingshui City, which was so bad that it found a suitable rhetoric for the thunderstorm that night. This blocked it. The mouths of countless citizens.

However, the entire four districts of Qingxi Villa, especially near No. 1 Villa, are still heavily guarded, three steps and one post, five steps and one whistle. There are special police armed policemen armed with live ammunition, and some plain clothes.

Without giving any reason, the four districts of Qingxi Villa District were completely isolated and became a real restricted area.

This is naturally the order of Tang Menghao, the son of Tang Meng, who was supervised and executed by Kang Ruiyong, the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade, and Liu Jinlai, the director of the Qingxi District Public Security Bureau.

With such a strong martial law, it is of course impossible for someone to approach the No. 1 villa for half a step.

Of course, except for the number one villa.

No. 1 villa in the courtyard.

"Oh... I worked hard to cultivate the congenital five-layer realm, and thought that I was a very incompetent person. Now it seems that I used to be a frog at the bottom of the well, sitting in the sky!"

Wang Feihu shook his head and smiled, sighing.

At this time, Wang Feihu was sitting in the villa yard, facing the clear water swimming pool, quietly recovering.

There is a clearing of the heavens, Wang Feihu suffered from the trauma has long been cured, and now rest, is repairing the meridians, treatment of internal injuries.

These days, whenever Wang Feihu remembers the terror of the night, he is still inevitably thrilling, with a feeling of restoring the rest of his life, and fortunately his own blessings.

Wang Feihu swears that it was only that night. He used all his shocks and fears in his life, and it was the most crazy night he experienced in his life.

The legendary first nine masters, the legendary magic sect, the legendary blood family, and even more, the drought. Fox demon, crossing the sky...

Waiting for things that are incredible and impossible. He is in it, read it all over!

It’s like a dream.

However, after Wang Feihu swollen his thighs countless times, he has already confirmed that it is not a dream, it is an iron-like fact!

Because of that night, Wang Feihu killed several people in the villa at the crucial moment, and also took the life of two brothers. Wang Feihu has been fully recognized by the No. 1 villa, so he can now take the identity and posture of the owner. . Stay here to recover.

In the small warehouse of the backyard of No.1 villa, there are still a few people held at this time. Of course, there are two brothers, Chen Jianwei and Chen Sen, who have been completely desperate, and two other people’s sticks. The Lihu and the Mozhutian of Longhushan The son is empty.

There is also a negligible, Chen Sen’s former evil slave thug.

These five people do not need Wang Feihu to take care of them now, all of them are Lingyun's blood servants. Paul and Jester, who have now advanced to the Earl, are staring.

That night, all the people who attacked the No. 1 villa, no one can live alive.

Nether, blood demons, slaying, three waves of masters before and after. More than a hundred people were killed by Bai Xianer at the beginning of the 90%. As for those who were seriously injured, they finally failed to escape the bad luck, and all were angered by Bai Xianer!

As for the five marquis who finally came with the Duke of Dracula, they were robbing the thunder and lightning, and Xuan Huangxian was aura. As well as the combination of the three gods of Lingwu, which was finally used by Lingyun, all of them were tragic and there was no residue left.

Lingyun passed the Lingyu box to release the Xuanhuangxian aura, but it was not even wasted even a little bit, and was completely absorbed by the No. 1 villa.

The biggest beneficiaries are four people, Ning Lingyu, Yao Rou, Paul and Jester.

Ning Lingyu is the body of Xianling. Her body automatically absorbs the spirit of Xuanhuangxian, and she can directly advance to the peak of the 9th floor. However, she was worried about Lingyun and did not choose to break through.

Yao Rou's performance is the most horrible. Her physique is the five elements of the earth. The cultivation is Huangquan's emperor's work. When the resurgence of Xuanhuangxian was released, she began to break through and instantly broke through the innate realm, and then soared. The realm finally stabilized at the congenital three-tier peak!

Paul and Jester's two blood families, of course, absorbed the most revered spirits of Xuan Huangxian, they have been promoted to become the Earl of Blood.

Of course, Xuanhuangxian Aura is a fairy spirit after all, the other villas in the first, especially Qin Dongxue, Bai Xianer, Miao Xiaomiao, Tie Xiaohu, Xue Meining and others, after passively absorbing these fairy spirits, their respective strengths have also increased. It’s just that there are no such horrible things as the above four people.

Wang Feihu looked at the pool and said nothing, and no one responded to him.

A black big gallop came and rushed directly into the villa courtyard. Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu came out of the car at the same time.

Both of them came from the villa of Qingshuiwan No.9, and their faces were clear and sullen, but when they saw Wang Feihu, they still barely squeezed a smile.

Tang Meng took a big step to Wang Feihu's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Wang, come out to the sun again? How is the injury recovering?"

Wang Feihu smiled faintly: "What am I doing with this injury? How is Lingyun doing now?"

Tang Meng’s face immediately sank: “Cloud brother is still the same, coma for eight days, and there are no signs of waking up at all...”

Wang Feihu frowned and shook his head and said: "Oh... the last golden lightning, it is really terrible..."

Having said this, the three people were silent at the same time, and they had no words for a long time.

In the silence, Tang Meng's eyes swept a circle and found that only Wang Feihu was alone in the front yard. He couldn't help but frown and asked: "Why are you yourself? Do you have no gods?"

After that night, Maoshan Taoist did not leave, but took the initiative to stay in Villa No. 1, of course, he was brought back by Lingyun, who did not know why Lingyun brought him back, Lingyun did not wake up, he even wanted to go The first villa did not agree.

In the eyes of Tang Meng, these days, what Mo Duo did, is a gods who are uncompromising.

Because Mo has no way to stay, the No. 1 villa has begun to ignite a scent, and every day in the morning and evening, each of the three musk, his reason is that it must be respected and respected.

and. Mo Wudao also said that more than a hundred people died in the yard, and there have been droughts and floods. The yin and evil in the entire yard are too heavy, and they must be expelled, and there was still a model in the backyard that was made last night. A ritual!

This is not what a **** stick is?

However, due to the coma of Lingyun, everyone in the No. 1 villa is basically in the clear water bay. There are mainly two blood families here, Wang Feihu and Mo Wudao are four people. No one has restricted the action of no way, so everyone will let it go and let him toss.

Speaking of no way, Wang Feihu couldn't help but smile: "The guy has been stunned these days, and his mouth is still stunned. He can't hear what he is saying, but since he is clear, he can't escape. I am too lazy to take care of him."

Finished. Wang Feihu reached out and pointed his finger at the corner of the west side of the villa. He smiled and said: "Hey, after making the first seven of those dead people last night, he made those things overnight, and went out early today."

Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu looked in the direction of his fingers, and suddenly they were wrong and stunned.

There were three identical lanterns side by side. The lanterns are exceptionally exquisite and the style is very special. It is a long white paper lantern, and the lanterns are also painted with some curvy ghosts.

When Tang Meng looked at it, he immediately became furious: "I am grass, isn't this the kind of lantern hanging in front of the dead man's coffin? Yun Ge is not dead yet. This grandson made this?!"

Tie Xiaohu’s face also became ugly, and he couldn’t help but clench his fists.

"I am grass, Tang Meng, if you don't understand him, don't say, this is the soul-stricken light that Lao Tzu has worked so hard to make for the boss!"

No way back, just happened to hear Tang Mengyu, suddenly blinked. You are welcome to confront Tang Meng.

The other three listened at the same time, and at the same time turned their heads and looked at the courtyard door, just to see the wonderful little Taoist, full of grease and twist, carrying a parcel, swaying in.

"Inspiring the light? What is it?!"

Tang Meng’s heart burned, and he was too lazy to squash his mouth with Mo Wudao.

There is no way to look at Tang Meng’s eyes, and I don’t explain much: “You will know when you get there.”

After a pause, Mo Wudao suddenly looked awkward and said to Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu: "This yard, I have already dealt with it. You two said to the other side, tomorrow night, I will send Lingyun here. Come."

Tang Meng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Send Yun Ge here? Why?"

No way to mysterious smile: "Don't you tell me about it, give him a spirit."

Tang Meng listened to furious, picked up his sleeves and chased Mo no way to fight, and screamed in his mouth: "You are a **** stick, Yun Ge has not died yet, you said to give him a soul, see me not playing Die your dog day!"

No way is a realm of the 9th floor of the day after tomorrow. Of course, it is impossible for Tang Meng to hit. He gently flashed his body and a pair of eyes thieves brightened. He said very seriously: "Who said Lingyun is dead, I mean he is like this now. It’s like being thundered by the Thunder, we have to find a way to get his soul back, so that he can wake up!”

Tang Meng dumbfounded, suddenly asked: "You are a superstitious statement, how to use it?"

Mo no way smiled slightly: "Superstition? Blood, drought, fox, you bosses ... you are seeing it with your own eyes? Why do we say that Maoshan Road is superstition?"

There is no way to ask, and Tang Meng’s slap in the face, then laughed: "I don't dare to say it, but I have to try it?"

Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu looked at each other and gritted their teeth: "Grass, try it! But don't blame me for not reminding you, if it doesn't work... I promise you are hard to see!"

There is no way to disdain.

......

On the ninth day of Lingyun's coma, he was secretly sent back to No. 1 Villa~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At night, Mo Wudao solemnly decided to take a bath and change clothes. After everything was ready, he began his performance.

As soon as I got up, I started to catch people.

"The man is too yang, can't stay here tonight, how far it will go."

"There are too many people here. There are too many people, and only three women can be left."

In the end, Mo Wudao left Ning Lingyu, Lin Menghan, Yaorou three, and gave them the three lights.

After explaining the details to the three people, Mo Wudao finally said: "You two are in this yard. Everything is done according to what I said. Remember that there can be no mistakes!"

"Ning Ling Yu, you go with me!"

In the dark night, Mo Wudao took Ning Lingyu to leave by car, and the place where they went will definitely surprise anyone! (To be continued.)

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