Great Slaughter System

Shen Lang walked out of bed under the help of Gao gradually, and came to Su Menger’s side: "Su girl, thank you for your rescue, this kind of kindness, I wrote down the waves, and if Su’s girl needs it, she can come to Jiangcheng Shenjia. Find me."

Su Menger nodded: "Shen Gongzi, dreams are recorded."

Out of Su Menger's residence, Gao gradually fell from the frown and asked: "The Lord, why does this Su Menger save a stranger for no reason?"

Shen Lang’s pale face showed a sneer sneer: “This Su Meng’s abacus is quite loud, and I actually want to add enemies to evil spirits.”

"I am dead. Certainly no one knows that it is evil spirits. But if I am not dead, I will definitely find the troubles of evil spirits in the future. If we conflict with evil spirits in the future, it will be weakening the evil in disguise. The strength of spiritual teaching."

When I heard the words of Shen Lang, Gao gradually nodded and sighed: "This Su Menger has a deep heart."

Shen Lang continued: "But I am more interested in what the evil spirits are looking for."

"The evil spirit teaches such a teacher to move the city to Pingcheng, making such a big move, that thing must not be simple."

All the way back to the inn, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian saw the pale, dark waves, and asked: "Shen Gongzi, are you injured?"

"Well, I suffered a little injury. I should have nothing to rest after two days of rest. Zhao Darenyan elders should rest assured that they will not delay our affairs."

Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Well, then Shen Gongzi will go to rest, we will not delay the treatment of Shen Gongzi."

Zhao Qi slowed down.

Looking at the back of Shen Lang, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian looked at each other. In fact, they both had a lot of words to ask for Shen Lang, but looking at the look of Shen Lang, they both suppressed the doubts.

Going back to the room, Shen Lang found a paper pen to condense and paint.

Not long, a person's face appears on the paper in a vivid way.

"Less Lord, who is this person?" Gao gradually looked at the portrait with a frown, asked questioningly.

Shen Lang put down his brush and said with murderous words: "This person's name is called Changkong, it is the only living thing of the family. I suspect that the evil spirits should find something on this person.

You remember his portrait, and now go out and look for it. This person has counted me five times and five times. If you don’t have to keep it, remember that this person has a lot of ideas. If you fight with it, you should be careful. If you can be jealous, if you can Best, if you can't give birth, bring the body back. ”

The three people took turns to look at the portrait of the sky, and printed the appearance of the sky in the mind.

"We are all going out, what do you do with the Lord?" Jing said with a long sword and frowning.

"Oh, no, isn't there Zhao Qi and Yan Tian them? Before they found the place to sit in Changchun, they were still on board with us. It really happened. They wouldn't do anything."

Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Okay, let's leave the Lord." Gao gradually left the boxing ceremony, and then the three people left the room and looked for the sky. .

After the three people left, Shen Lang sat cross-legged on the bed. After the precipitation and fighting during this time, Shen Lang felt that he was not far from the breakthrough, and it was time to break through to the peak of the day after tomorrow.

Shen Lang is practicing here. There are many strangers in Pingcheng. These strangers are not holding swords or swords, or they are sturdy or temperamental. Everywhere they pass by, these people will watch the people around them with vigilance.

......

In one room, the evil spirit son Song Yu sat in a chair and closed his eyes and meditated. It was like a bone-like finger ‘stool’ struck the table, and the room was silent, only the tapping of the finger and the table.

"Tread! Step! Step"

The footsteps sounded and a man in a black mask with a goblin mask walked into the room.

The black man squatted on one knee and respectfully said: "There is no one in the village outside the west gate of Pingcheng. Some people say that they seem to have seen the sky."

The knocking sound stopped, Song Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and the scarlet eyes looked at the black man lying on the floor, cold voice: "Is the message ok?"

"Return to the Lord, you should be sure that the witnesses saw the portrait and confirmed that it should be in the sky."

"Okay, let's go." Song Yu waved.

......

"嗖嗖嗖"

Three broken sounds sounded, and Gao gradually appeared in the Shenlang room.

"Less master, the strange martial arts people appearing in the city are rushing to Ximen. I suspect that they should have discovered the sky." Gao gradually said from the fist.

"Oh?"

"Go, let's go see."

Shen Lang exhaled a sigh of gas and stood up and said.

At this time, Zhao Qiyan and other people also rushed to Ximen.

......

Lonely geese village.

Loneyan Village is located in the west of Pingcheng City, two kilometers away from Pingcheng. The village generations rely on fishing for a living. Occasionally, there are merchants who come to the village to buy fish and shrimps. For strangers, Loneyan Village is not unusual.

But today, Loneyan Village has ushered in a lot of strangers. This time, there are more strangers than the strangers in the village of Lonely.

What surprised the villagers was that these strangers turned out to be strange people with swords or swords, and some broad-spectrum fishermen knew that these people were legendary martial arts people.

The deeds of the rivers and lakes have gradually spread in the village. In their eyes, the people of Jianghu are some high-ranking and honorable people.

Immediately, the fishermen looked at the martial arts people who came to the village with awe.

......

A rough man, holding a mace, came to a fisherman with a fierce sorrow and asked: "Hey, how many of you have seen this person?"

A picture appeared in front of several fishermen.

Several fishermen looked at the big man with fear and looked at the portrait carefully. They saw the people in the portrait, and the fishermen thought about it~www.wuxiahere.com~ One of them shook his head: "This big Xia, we have not seen this person."

"What? Haven't you seen it?" The big man glared at his eyes and shouted. He then screamed and screamed at the fishermen. "I haven't seen it. I want to be so for a long time? You play me?"

When he finished, he raised his hand and clicked on the fisherman.

Seeing this scene, several fishermen were scared to death, and they pleaded for mercy: "Heroes, forgiveness, we have never seen it."

The warriors who passed by in the distance looked at all this indifferently. In the real Wu Mainland, the ordinary people in the eyes of the warriors are the ants, and they are free to kill. There is no such thing as the Virgin's do-it-yourself.

Just as the mace was about to fall on the head of the fisherman, a sound broke out.

"Boom!"

The mace is flying high, and the rough man is spinning and flying backwards.

Looking at the bustling warriors in the distance, the look was condensed, and the eyes were fixed. I saw a black and ink-like weapon quietly inserted in front of the fishermen.

Looking at the direction in which the weapon flew, the four figures were printed.

The first was a handsome boy. The teenager wore a snow-white gown, a brow-eyed star, a cold face, and the clothes were slammed by the wind.

"Being bullying, bullying and fearing hard, being a warrior, **** it."

"嗡"

The weapon was wide open, a golden light flashed, and the head of the big man flew out.

The golden light disappeared, and the weapon stood quietly in the same place, as if nothing had happened.

At that time, the young man came to the weapon.

A young man in the back of the youth, when he passed by the weapon, went straight.

The young man did not look at anyone and flew away.