"You boy, others don't have enough heart. If you really want to fight, you may not be able to take advantage!"

Meng Luochuan was so angry that I spent nine cattle and two tigers to poison these three people. It's unreasonable for you to want to take all of them.

"Then see Zhenzhang at hand. Anyway, you have a deep internal injury. The weather injury will deepen a few points before each operation, but I don't have this worry. I can afford it. You can't afford it."

Ning Luo sneered and kept attacking to fight with Meng Luochuan.

In a few minutes, he almost displayed the essence of fighting.

Meng Luochuan, who only focuses on practicing Qi, can stand the fight of close combat.

Although he avoided the key several times, he still had dozens of scars on his body.

Seeing Ning Luo's desperate way of fighting, Meng Luochuan fought in his heart. If this continues, he will really die here today.

"Stop, stop! Brother, today I admit the planting. All the things these three people got belong to you. Will you let me live? "

"OK, take out the things first."

Ning Luo stopped the attack, and the three edged army stab in his hand was still holding back, keeping a distance of one foot from the other party.

At this distance, Ning Luo can be close to each other in an instant. He is not afraid of Meng Luochuan's tricks.

"Here you are. There are five bags altogether. All belong to you."

Meng Luochuan reluctantly threw five storage cloth bags at Ning Luo. When Ning Luo copied them, Meng Luochuan suddenly burst into murder in his eyes.

"Hum! If you want to take my Meng Luochuan's things, die. "

A roar.

Meng Luochuan gathered his palms again, and a thick yellow poisonous fog filled his palms and directly slapped Ning Luo who held the five storage cloth bags in his hands.

As soon as the five storage cloth bags fell into Ningluo's hands, they burst into the air, and Ningluo was shrouded in a black fog.

"If you are hit by my ecstasy, who will die if you don't die?"

"Really? Who told you I was hit by your ecstasy? "

In the black fog, a figure came out slowly. I don't know when he was wearing a strange ghost thing.

Meng Luochuan's fascination scattered all over Ning Luo, but it didn't play any role in him.

"You... How could you?"

Meng Luochuan could hardly believe his eyes.

I tried bailing's ecstasy powder and didn't confuse Ningluo.

"The cultivation world has the advantages of the cultivation world, and the cultivation world also has the disadvantages of the cultivation world, that is, it will not keep pace with the times and do not understand scientific and technological civilization. It's called a gas mask. It's specially designed to prevent congestion like you. "

Pointing to the gas mask on his face, Ning Luo's voice sounded.

"Meng Luochuan, you're insidious, but I'm not stupid. I came from the secular world and experienced intrigues. In fact, what you can experience as a cultivator, my life and death are what you can imagine. Do you think I'm the three fools?"

Ning Luo sneered, holding the thorn of the three arris army and bullied him step by step.

"Gas mask?"

Meng Luochuan is a little silly.

I thought it was foolproof, but it didn't matter.

A strange thing can restrain its trump card?

"It's not a gas mask!" Ning Luo's banter began again.

"Whether you're wearing a gas mask or something, you and I have separated, and your life and death is up to me... Ah, how can it be? I... I can't move? "

Meng Luochuan seemed to live in a dream. He heard Ning Luo's voice and wanted to move, but he found that the whole person was unable to move. A second later, Ning Luo's three prism army stabbed into his body.

Ning Luo's voice sounded behind him, "I forgot to tell you. My three edged army stab is also poisonous. I stopped you, but you didn't stop me. Don't you like poisoning? You should know what poison I am. It's just the most common Mongolian medicine. "

"Cough... You... You..."

Before the last sentence was finished, Meng Luochuan was completely dead.

For fear that the other party would not die, Ning Luo stabbed the three arris army in his heart and stirred it a few times before he pulled it out.

Then he searched his whole body and found eight storage cloth bags. His divine consciousness went in and looked inside.

Almost all the eight storage cloth bags are full. There are no less than 70 or 80 pieces of natural materials and earth treasures of 300, 400 or even 500 or 600 years in them. There are also some talismans in the cultivation world. Ning Luo doesn't know the specific functions, but they are all put away by them.

"I finally know why so many people used to be robbers. It's really fast enough to kill people and steal money."

With emotion, Ning Luo threw the four bodies into the turbulent River and walked towards the hiding place of Purple Butterfly clothes.

"Hey, look how many things I searched. This time we won't enter the core area. It's definitely worth the trip."

Fiddle with the dense bushes, Ning Luo walked over as he said.

Just when he was about to reach the purple butterfly clothes hiding place, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and a chill filled his heart behind him.

There was a look of self mockery on his face.

"Hehe, Snipes and mussels compete for benefits. I thought I was a fisherman. I didn't expect you to be deeper than I hid. Come out. You are a cultivation achievement in the mysterious realm. Are you afraid that I haven't stepped into the Yellow realm?"

"Besides, please don't hurt my companions. All you get today belongs to you."

Ningluo's voice spread around.

A moment later, a gray robed figure fell on the branches of the huge trees.

In front of him, the purple butterfly dress was lit by him, and several big holes in his body were held in his arms like wooden stakes, with terrified eyes.

Ning Luo nodded to him, motioned that everything had me, and then looked at each other.

Dozens of meters away, the grey robed man looked at Ning Luo coldly and said nothing. He just pointed to the storage ring on Ning Luo's hand, which means to hand it over together.

"You even know the storage ring. It seems that you are not a person in the cultivation world. You have to wear a wig with short hair and wear clothes only in the cultivation world, so you keep silent. What are you hiding?"

"Let me guess who you are."

"Your hands are calloused, your posture is straight, and your cultivation is mysterious. It seems that you are a member of the army. I don't offend many people in the army. The only person who wants to kill me is a military Lord. I don't know how he offended him and caused him to kill me again and again. You shouldn't be the man of the military Lord? "

The other party still didn't say a word, but Ning Luo saw the other party's eyebrow tremble and knew he hadn't guessed wrong.

"I'm the one your Lord wants to kill. It has nothing to do with others. You let her go. Let's fight. I didn't enter the Yellow territory against you in the early stage of the Xuan territory. Should you not be afraid?"

Ning Luo said again.

"Less nonsense, hand over the storage ring and talk about others."

Finally, the other party spoke.

Almost at the same time, the recorder secretly opened in Ning Luo's arms also recorded each other's voice.

"Here you are!"

Without any hesitation, Ning Luo took off the storage ring from his hand and threw it at the other party.

Seeing Ning Luo so decisive, the latter was slightly stunned, but a smile soon appeared on his face. He slapped his hands on the back of the purple butterfly clothes, and then jumped up to catch the storage ring.

"Poof..."

The unspeakable Purple Butterfly clothes spewed out blood, and the whole man fell forward.

"Butterfly clothes."

Ning Luo caught him with a cry and held him in his arms.

He quickly transported Dantian Qi into his body to explore the injury.

Under this exploration, Ningluo's whole heart almost sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Your old friend has been broken by me. Unless immortal Luo is alive, no one can save her. All right, the main task is to kill you. Let's start."

Ning Luo saw through his identity. The grey robed man took off his wig, took off his robe and revealed his lineup.

This is a man of about 40 years old with a Chinese character face and a murderous face. His eyes are like hawks and falcons staring at people and killing machines. He looks ferocious with a scar on his left cheek.

"Don't worry, even if I search all over the world, I also want to find a way to save you. This is my promise." He lit the purple butterfly clothes several times to seal its fading vitality. Ning Luo took off his coat and put it on it.

Then he stood up slowly and looked at the scar man.

"As a soldier, you don't deserve to fight against a woman who has no resistance. I will kill you today."

Ning Luo's whole cheeks trembled as he spoke, and the deep killing intention in his heart rose bit by bit, and finally enveloped his whole body.

At the moment, he seems to have turned into Shura, and his whole body is angry and steaming.