Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

Luo Ji suddenly came back to her senses, the room was still the same, the proprietress behind her looked at her with fear and worry, she couldn't help but want to sneer, this woman was scared because she discovered her anomaly and realized the truth , and counting on himself to become her cash cow.A trace of contempt flashed in Luo Ji's eyes, she looked at the man who covered his face, the pair of golden pupils just now, like the eyes of gold and the sun, belonged to him.Luo Ji's intuition told her this way, she stared at the other party tightly, and didn't feel that she was being rude by doing so.

"You, I'm very rude." The golden-winged Pteris butterfly on the hem of the clothes spreads its wings, and the male hand rests on the black fabric. Against the backdrop of gold and black, it becomes whiter and whiter, like a handicraft.

Luo Ji stared at the hand in a daze, it seemed that that man would be delicious.This thought flashed by, and his hair stood on his head at random, as if he was being targeted by some large carnivore.At some point, the proprietress has already left, and she is sitting in the middle of the room, there is clearly the sunlight she hates most outside the window, and she should stay away from that place, but——

Can't move.

Luo Ji's pupils shrunk, her arms were exerting force, the seemingly slender and soft arms contained enormous strength, but at this moment she could only sit obediently, if she didn't realize that this was a trap, she would be a fool.Luo Ji's beautiful eyes almost burst into flames, since she became the Lu of the First String, she has rarely been so humiliated.

"A little mouse."

A cold voice came from above, Luo Ji raised her head abruptly, this time she was able to move, she stood up, her mind was dazzled by anger, completely oblivious to the things around her that were different from the room just now, gorgeous and heavy The kimono was torn apart suddenly, her black hair turned into white hair, and she completely revealed her ghost identity. "You guys!" A few black ribbons attacked the two men, it was obviously extremely soft, but it was too sharp.

A slightly pale, blue-colored hand pinched the black ribbon, and all movements stopped in an instant.

"What!" Luo Ji shouted in amazement, her ribbon was so sharp that it would shred anything hard, and that light hand pinched her ribbon without waiting for her to think about it. At the part where the ribbon touches the hand, black ink gas erupts in an instant. The ink gas is like a swimming dragon, and it is like chains, with faint gold or black writing, attacking the falling princess. At the same time, in the The ribbon that came into contact with the ink for the first time seemed to be weathered, slowly disappearing.

"What the hell is this?!" Luo Ji wanted to cut the ink gas with a ribbon, but found that the ink gas was scattered and would re-condense, and even form a new ink gas. The method she was proud of in the past, The power that belongs to the ghost is completely useless, and without the next moment, she will be swallowed by the ink color in an instant.A black ball surrounded by ink gas floats in the room.

Sitting quietly by the side all the time, the man with light blond hair, whom Luo Ji didn't notice at all, seemed to have a smile on his face, "This is the land of the upper string." The water blue eyes were extremely calm, so it can be seen that he is not Smile.The extremely handsome man, in Luo Ji's eyes, is like an evil ghost. She is obviously the ghost. At this moment, the identities of the prey and the hunter are switched, and her limbs are suddenly bound by silk threads, lifting her up, making her unable to move. Those threads will not cut her body, but will only sink deeply into her flesh and blood as she struggles. After discovering this fact, even Luo Ji, who doesn't like to use her brain to do things with petty temper, stops Useless struggle.

There was a little panic in the golden pupils as she found herself disconnected from her brother.Everything was beyond expectation, and there was a sudden pain in the fingertips.Only then did Luo Ji notice that a drop of blood had been taken from her.She stared at the other person's movements closely, and after turning the pen in her hand a few times, something seemed to be flowing in the small blood drop, and the tip of the pen seemed to be guiding the flowing thing.

no--

Luo Ji's brain screamed for danger, but she couldn't do anything about it.She had a hunch that the things in the blood beads must be very important, and might even be related to her own life and death.My lord.Luo Ji's face turned pale all of a sudden. If Mr. Wu Mi was exposed, she would definitely die like those inferior products, and die in an incomparably ugly way.And this is exactly what Luo Ji, who is proud of her appearance, hates the most.

"Child mill."

Mr. Fumeng is much more interested in Tongmo than Guiwu Tsuji.In this world, the vast majority are ordinary people, ordinary people, or even mediocre people. The wise people even laugh at the ignorance of the world, but the ignorant people are just the majority of the world.People will regard wise men as clowns, and advanced as madness.Man, it's that scary.

The same is true, in order to follow the principle of the majority, those abnormal people will learn to disguise themselves as ordinary human beings.But no matter what, their insides are still the same, they are still aliens, a small part of this world.

And Tong Mo is such an outlier.

He was born without emotion, it can be said that he is a completely cold guy, it doesn't seem to matter if he becomes a ghost.He is the leader of the Eternal Bliss Sect, and he disguises himself with compassion, like a god and Buddha but an evil ghost.However, how can there be any gods and Buddhas in this world?Hell is empty, and evil spirits are in the world.

Mr. Fumeng closed his eyes halfway, his golden pupils were like the dusk of the setting sun, "Is it here?" It is easy for him to know one thing, and it is quite tedious.The falling concubine of Shangxian Land was not their target, but Tong Mo, the second of Shangxian, who transformed them into ghosts.After all, this Winding Land is too weak, this is the end of the two of them bearing a share of strength.

"Is she here?" Nuliang Liban glanced at Luo Ji who was wrapped in a cocoon, and asked.It's not about kindness, rather, he thinks it's better to kill the other party directly.However, all decisions are in the hands of Fumeng.He turned the pen in his hand, "Just put it there, it doesn't matter. It's you." Fu Meng turned her head and looked at the man beside her, "Isn't Butterfly House very busy?" There was an indescribable emotion in the blue eyes, "They don't really need me."

Hearing this, Mr. Fumeng raised the corners of his mouth, and his golden pupils flashed a trace of teasing, "Really, you are just a drug seller after all." The drug seller who heard this sentence didn't feel anything No, but he nodded approvingly, "That's right. I'm just a drug seller." The two of them had a tacit understanding and a perfect understanding. It's hard to imagine that they haven't seen each other for decades.In the chaotic time and space, although the only line connecting each other is invisible, it has never been broken.

The gold-winged butterfly on the kimono flew out of the painting, and the golden phosphorous powder sprinkled a piece of it. Almost in an instant, they found the location of this hidden sect.Different from formal Buddhism and Shintoism, there is no doubt that the religion of Ten Thousand Worlds of Bliss is the so-called Buddhism.However, in the eyes and hearts of the three people, gods and Buddhas don’t matter. Gods are at home in people’s hearts. If you believe in them, they are there. , is also one of the reasons for the mysterious recession.

The members of the Ghost Killing Squad probably never expected that in just one day, two of them were caught.

Looking at the extremely calm courtyard in front of him, the lotus is in full bloom, which looks holy, but in fact, there is an extremely rich blood here.Ordinary people only know how to cry, but they don't know that they are praying. Those who cry are not people with benevolent hearts, but ghosts who regard them as things. "I don't know how many people have eaten this taste." Nuliang Liban narrowed his eyes, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. Although there are also cannibal monsters among the monsters, most of them are not interested in it. What's more, this blood energy is a bit colder than other blood energy.

Mr. Fumeng ignored all the sights in front of him, as if he already knew the location of the opponent, he headed in a certain direction.

Feeling bored, Tong Mo suddenly showed a smile, and the person who was crying below stopped crying, showing a pitiful expression, "Master?" Tong Mo was already impatient with the human being below, so he opened his fan to cover his lower abdomen. Half face, colored pupils are considered to be a symbol of gods, "Don't worry about it, it's just that it's very important to meet with distinguished guests."

The people below believed it, and left with thanks in their mouths. That attitude was exactly to regard Tong Mo as a god.

Without waiting for a long time, a person appeared in front of Tong Mo's eyes. He obviously felt more than one breath, but there was only one person who came in. The other party came alone, and Tong Mo showed an interesting smile.

The black-haired man covered his face with a black veil, and the golden butterfly landed on his shoulders, like a decoration, but flapped its wings when others thought it was a decoration.Tong Mo looked at the comer, "Aren't you showing your face? Isn't that impolite?" He said with a smile, the words in his mouth did not seem to blame, but like teasing among friends, but they were just meeting for the first time.

Tong Mo gently shook his fan, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment, and almost instantly, the two of them both shot.

The lotus flower made of ice is beautiful but full of murderous intent. When it collides with ink gas, it emits huge smoke.

The loud noise made the Nuliang Liban and the drug seller who stayed outside clearly hear that the people of the Wanshi Bliss Sect cannot enter without the instructions and orders of the leader, but the two of them have no such concerns.At the moment when Nuliang Carphan wanted to rush in, he was stopped suddenly. The strange sword exuded an unacceptable aura. On the wide sleeves, there were patterns like eyes and eye patterns on butterfly wings. People feel dizzy.

"No, disturb him."

Nuliang Liban frowned, "But Mr...."

The man with light blond hair had an unusually calm expression, his light blue pupils were like calm lake water, and he seemed to be smiling, "You don't believe him?"

There is a film in the water-blue pupils, which separates the heart from the outside.

The drug seller withdrew his hand.This time, Nuliang Liban did see the corner of the other party's mouth curled up, and he said: "You are on different lines, and you will eventually be separated."

[This is an accident, the intersecting lines are about to separate and return to parallel.

これは思いがけないことです.Intersection した line はもうすぐ separation されて, parallel ni戻ります. 】