Chapter 68

The men bowed their heads, their eyes were dull and blank.

Their feet are a sea of corpses, and their previous sacrifices have become a joke.

Don't draw as if you weren't hurt and kick the man who is in a state of no control.

"How can I find out that my real body is human, so I won't kill it?" Mo Shanghua said that it was a pity that she was only a little hurt. She had a good time and ended halfway. It was a pain.

Those people put down their weapons, some squatted down and hugged their heads, some screamed, some lost their souls and walked away. Anyway, the battle was over.

Mo Shanghua cut his hair, raised his hand, blood dripping on his face and frowned.

"Don't move, let me." Not knowing what, Gu Jinyan ran back to Mo Shanghua and politely wiped the dirt off Mo Shanghua's face.

Don't let the painting go, close your eyes and have a rest.

Suddenly, Mo Shanghua opened his eyes and his breath soared, which was more terrible than before.

"Don't draw, die." Gu Jinyan opened her left hand, and there was a small bead in the palm of her left hand. The little bead was ordinary, but it was a murderous weapon, the famous thunderbolt.

This thunder Zhenzi is a life-saving thing sent to Gu Jinyan by the country's capital family.

Save your life?

Kill your wife!

Gu Jinyan slapped out thunder Zhenzi and ran away with milk.

Thunderbolt is a sharp weapon for killing people. It affects a wide range. Coward Gu Jin won't escape. Are you waiting to be blown to pieces by thunderbolt?

Mo Shanghua's eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost, and his eyes stared coldly at Gu Jinyan's ridiculous back.

Gu Lian was so anxious that she was sweating, "mother, please get away."

Mo's painting stood still and was indifferent to the counterattack.

Because of Gu Jinyan's fatal betrayal, don't draw a picture. No sorrow is greater than heart death and one's heart is to die?

"No, mother can't die." Gu Lian offered the gilded and dazzling lotus, desperate to block the thundering Lei Zhenzi for Mo's painting.

With strong obsession, Gu Lian just caught up and erected a solid wall for Mo Shang painting with gilded lotus flowers and her own flesh and blood.

With a bang, the gilded lotus disappeared, Gu Lian was black and blue, and her life and death were unknown.

Mo Shanghua looked down at Gu Lian. His feet were like on the ground. From beginning to end, Mo Shanghua's feet had not moved.

After the storm, Gu Guan approached Mo to paint.

"Dead?" Gu Guan asked in a low voice.

Mo Shanghua knew the whereabouts of the small box. Without getting the small box, Gu Guan was unwilling to die.

Mo painted, "I can't die for the time being."

After a pause, Mo Shanghua said in a soft tone, "help me see, Gu Lian, how is she?"

With red warm blood, Mo Shanghua is a person after all.

Gu Guan looked reluctantly. Gu Lian was not dead, but she was only half a step away from death.

Mo Shanghua breathed a sigh of relief. "The God of breaking the sky means to exhaust my yuan strength. I can't move in a short time. Gu Guan, send Gu Lian and I back to the wind Pavilion. I will return what you want. "

Gu Guan touched her chin and thought, "I can send you back to the wind Pavilion, but Gu Lian, I wish she could die."

Mo Shanghua looked straight at Gu Guan. After a long time, Mo Shanghua looked away and looked at Gu Lian, "OK, you can go."

Gu smiled and said, "what's mine?"

"Next life!" Gu Lian and I will listen to the wind Pavilion without seeing off. We can't get anything.

Gu Guan jumped angrily, "I have won the champion of Yuanwu competition according to your instructions. You can't go back on your word."

Mo said faintly, "I can."

She does what she wants, so she sometimes has faith and sometimes eats her words.

Gu Guan took two steps forward and slapped mo.

After two slaps, Gu Guan pointed to Mo's nose and said, "OK, you're tough enough. I promise your terms."

Just in case, Gu Guan poisoned Mo Shang's painting.

This poison is Gu Guan's masterpiece. Only she has an antidote in the world.

Send Mo Shanghua and Gu Lian back to the mansion, and Gu Guan goes straight to the listening Pavilion.

"Madam, madam, what's the matter with you?" Magnolia came running, and she wanted to cry.

"Gu Guan, did you hurt my wife?" Magnolia asked.

Gu Guan rolled her eyes. "If I hurt her, I'll take her back to the wind Pavilion. I'm full?"

Gu Guan explained in a few words what happened in the Yuanwu competition. Yulan was very angry and wanted to kill Gu Jinyan, the slag man.

The guard's eyes at the four corners of the listening Pavilion flickered ferocious red light, obviously holding the same idea as Magnolia.

"Magnolia, start the prohibition." Mo Shanghua said weakly.

Gu Guan took her and Gu Lian back to the wind Pavilion. Although they were silent, they certainly couldn't hide Gu Jin's words.

With Gu Jinyan's temperament, since he tore his face with her and failed to kill her, Lei Zhenzi will do his best to find another way to kill her.

"Yes, young palace master." Magnolia and four guards sang together.

Young palace leader?

Feng Qing picked his eyebrows when he heard the speech, and a strange look flashed by.

The four guards focused on knocking the weapons in their hands, and the mysterious fluctuation shrouded the whole listening Pavilion.

Magnolia took Gu Guan to the top of the pavilion and asked Gu Guan to put down the painting, while she hurriedly lit the incense in the censer.

Cigarette plumes, whirling up and circling for a week, poured into Mo Shanghua's body.

Gu Guan stood aside, knowing that Mo Shanghua's injury was slightly stunned. The smoke penetrated into Mo Shanghua's body, and Mo Shanghua's injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her physical quality and cultivation reached a higher level.

"What kind of smoke is that? Mo Shanghua suffered such a serious injury that he recovered from it alone, and his strength was even stronger. "

As a doctor, Gu Guanxin was itchy and wanted to study the things in the censer.

Feng Qing opened his mouth and explained, "it's not that the smoke is magical, but that her cultivation skills are different. If I'm not wrong, don't draw. It's the ancient secret law "ethereal Heart Sutra."

Magnolia listened to this, her eyes and canthus were about to crack, and her hands trembled.

"Who are you?" Magnolia's voice trembled.

Feng Qing glanced at the Magnolia and said, "the ethereal Heart Sutra is one of the palace calming mental skills of the netherworld Taoist and martial arts temple, which is one of the holy places. It is not a legitimate disciple of the holy land. You can't practice it. In the small Fengqing City, there are legitimate disciples of the holy land. "

Magnolia put on a posture and angrily said, "who are you?"

Feng Qing shut up and stopped talking.

Gu Guan didn't quite understand what they said, but she also knew that Mo Shang's painting had an extraordinary origin and distinguished identity.

"Say, who are you? How can you see through the identity of my young palace master?" Yulan is determined to find out the origin of Feng Qing.

Feng Qing had no intention of explaining. He perfectly explained what silence is golden.

Don't draw without loss. Magnolia decided to kill people after weighing.

"My young palace leader is..."

"Magnolia." Don't open your mouth at the right time, so you almost didn't let Magnolia cause great disaster.

Magnolia relaxed and cried, "young palace master, are you well?"