The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

"What do you say?" Hearing the words of Qin Mo, Wen Laotou smiled twice and his eyes drifted a little embarrassed.

Qin ink's expression is unchanged, only with his cold eyes and cold eyes watching Wen old man.

Wen Laotou is not a person who is good at lying and hiding emotions. He was guilty. At this moment, he listened to Qin Mo’s saying, and he saw his face look blank. His heart trembled, his muscles jerked and his eyes flashed, and he looked very surprised. "Haha, how can I have any purpose?"

Qin Mo originally had only some doubts. After all, Wen Laotou had just let go of the young man’s intentions. He was too eager to see that Wen’s head was so guilty. The mind’s guess was suddenly determined. I don’t know if it’s disappointing or what, and he’s a bit stunned. Looking at the old man.

Along the side, Lin Ziqi held his long stick in his hand and his eyes were dull. If he didn't take care of Qin Mo, he might have already come forward and died.

"I... I really help you for a reason." Wen old man slowly calmed down, and his gentle eyes were a little deep.

The eyes swept over Qin Mo and Lin Zikai. After the top of the clear sky, Wen Laotou slowly said: "The young people in the dark tomb will be controlled by the shogunate, and then they will enter a place called Heishidong. I just want you to enter the Blackrock Cave."

Without waiting for Qin Mo and Lin Zikai to open, Wen Laotou went on to say: "If you kill that person today, and you are about to face it, there is no end to the shogunate. Even if you are lucky enough to escape the shogunate, you have no chance." Entering the Blackrock Cave."

Qin Mo brows slightly wrinkled, looked at the old man who was in his mind, and asked: "What do you want us to do in the Blackrock Cave?"

"I want you to go in and help me find someone." Wen old man blinked his eyes and looked at the white clouds in the sky, and a figure emerged in front of him.

The breeze blew, and rolled up the corner of Qin Mo's pure white. At this moment, Qin Mo's figure seemed to be somewhat lonely.

After a long time, I heard the cold sound of Qin ink slowly spread out in the small courtyard: "Well, I will go."

When I heard Qin Mo’s answer, Wen’s fingers shook and his face breathed a little. He spit out a sigh of relief and turned to look at Qin Mo. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and a phantom figure appeared in front of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo nodded, did not say anything, and left here.

The forest is shining, but he really wants to kill this old man directly. Anyone who does not provoke the master is not saved.

Necessary. But if he did, the master would be upset. It’s a pity that I’m licking my lips and I’m looking at the old man in front of me. Thinking about it, the body shape turned and disappeared.

"He is my son, and..." Wen old man sighed softly, and the rest of the words were inaudible and slowly disappeared into the air.

When Lin Zizhen walked into the house, he went to Qin Mo to sit quietly on the bed. He held the one that was close to the transparent Yuanshi. He seemed to concentrate on cultivation, but Lin Zikai knew that Qin Mo’s heart would not be cultivated at the moment.

"Master brothers, those are irrelevant people, I will never lie to you." Going to Qin Mo, sitting in front of him, Lin Zikai's eyes are full of rare soft colors, slowly said.

Qin Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and the glass-like eyes were fixed to look at Lin Zikai. The tone was rarely seen with a bit of ridicule: "I will never lie to me?"

Who was betrayed him at the beginning? For Lin Zikai, Qin Mo’s mood was very complicated. He thought he would hate him, but after the reunion, Lin Zikai stood up for him many times, even at the expense of himself. He is not stupid, he can see that Lin Zizhen is very good to him, but this

Forgive Lin Biao, but his heart is extremely unwilling.

Not so much inside the house was so quiet, Qin ink closed his eyes, no longer look at Lin Zikai, to Lin Zikai, he seems to be somewhat soft.

Lin Zikai's face was white, see Qin ink closed his eyes and no longer care about him. A trace of scarlet color rushed out of his eyes, slowly reaching out to the direction of Qin Mo, I really want to close the master, let him This expression will never be revealed again.

"Hey!" The huge crash sounded outside the house, and a thin figure slammed into the wall.

"It's here!" Familiar with the screaming sound outside the house, Qinmo immediately opened his eyes, and the Linzi stood in midair and violently recovered. The two immediately walked out of the house.

"Oh, are they both?" When Qin Mo and Lin Zikai appeared, a light laugh in the yard sounded, and then a flash of light flashed, and two figures suddenly appeared in the yard.

One of the men in purple clothes disdainfully glanced at Qin Mo and Lin Zikai, and said to the young man who had been to the yard before: "Huang Yan, both of them are very thin, and you are actually made by them." Wolverine, it is really throwing our tomb."

Huang Yan’s face was red and he couldn’t speak, only staring at Qin Mo and Lin Zi’s direction.

"Let's go with us, maybe you can suffer less." The man in purple clothes is indifferent. Seeing Qin and Mo are like watching two ants.

Qin Mo snorted and turned to help the old man on the ground, and ignored his meaning.

"It's really a bone, but unfortunately, people with bones are generally not living!" Seeing Qin Mo, the purple man's face showed a bloodthirsty smile, his body shape flashed, his hands into a fist shape, and directly attacked Qin Mo.

Seeing that the purple man was so quick to shoot, Qin Mo Zhou’s body and spirits swayed, and an invisible attack ushered in the direction of the man, directly colliding with the man’s attack.

boom!

The invisible element of the gods attacked the middle of the explosion, Qin ink face a white, footsteps squatting back a few steps.

"Master brother." When Qin Mo was injured, Lin Zizhen changed his face and immediately stepped forward to help Qin Mo.

"It's really waste." The purple man smiled casually, his right hand was curved into claws, and five transparent spikes appeared on his fingertips. He first glanced at the chest of Qin ink, and then he thought of something, his face was exposed. Pity, look, wrist

A turn, the five spikes attacked Qin and his legs.

Lin Ziyan looked sharply, and a strong wind swept away from him, wrapping Qin ink tightly.

The impact sounded, and the spiked offensive seemed fierce, hitting the wind wall, but did not cause any harm to Qin ink. When the hurricane slowly subsided, everyone saw Qin Mo and Lin Zizhen standing in the same place intact.

"Su Dong, that is, he defeated me, this kid has already condensed the weapons of the Yuanshen." Seeing Lin Zikai, he was defeated by Huang Yan and immediately gnashed his teeth.

"Oh? It has already been able to condense into a Yuanshen force weapon. It seems that his Yuanshen power has reached the third floor?" The man named Su Dong Ziyi showed a bit of dignified color on his face, and then his foot moved, and a huge light and shadow appeared on his hand. Covered the past with a slap in the face of the forest.

Lin Zikai was never a loser, he snorted, and the great power of the gods fluctuated slowly from his side.

"Wait." A plain voice came from the side, and then a figure appeared directly on the battlefield between the two. I saw that his hand was raised, and Su Dong and Lin Zikai’s attack on the squad was easily wiped out by him. .

"With your strength, you can join our cemetery and enjoy a high-level treatment." The Tsing Yi man slowly retracted his hand and took care of some messy clothes. His eyes looked faintly to Lin Zikai. For a moment, a strong pressure came from him. Spread out.

Feeling tremendous pressure, Lin Zizhen immediately protected Qin Mo, and his eyes were murderous.

"Of course, your friend can also enter the cemetery with you." It seems that I didn't feel the murder of the forest. The man glanced at Qin Mo, and said nothing in his eyes.

"Yang Shishu, how can he be so cheap, this kid also injured Huang Yan before." Su Dong face a black, dissatisfied shouting.

"Yeah, Yang Shishu, you must not let this kid join the cemetery." Hearing Su Dong said, Huang Yan stared blankly at Lin Zikai.

"Shut up!" The Tsing Yi men snorted, and the two men changed their faces. They only looked at Lin Ziyu with hatred and hatred.

"How?" The Tsing Yi man looked at Lin Zikai, his eyes wide.

"I want to go to Heishi Cave." I thought that Qin Mo had promised to warm the old man, and he didn't look at the three people. Lin Ziyu supported Qin Mo and said casually.

Qin Mo’s body trembled a little, and it’s complicated to look at Lin Zi’s eyes. It was he who promised Wen’s head to go to Heishi Cave. Hearing the old man, Blackrock Cave must be an extremely dangerous place. When they first arrived here, the situation was still unclear. Lin Zikai was able to give up the opportunity and did not hesitate to go to Heishidong.

The face of Tsing Yi’s man also showed a bit of surprise, and apparently did not expect Lin Zikai to make such a request.

"Good!" Su Dong immediately agreed with a brow and smiled, Tsing Yi man's brow wrinkled but did not open, apparently the default of the Soviet Union.

A consensus has been reached and several people are ready to leave the road. The front of the three tombs led the way, and Qin Mo and Lin Zikai followed them behind.

They stepped out of the yard for a moment, and they kept quiet and the old man suddenly ran up and grabbed the Qin ink hand. His eyes were complicated. After a low sigh, he sighed a bag into the hands of Qin Mo and said, "Be careful. ""

Looking at the old man, Qin ink's lips were tight, clenched the bag in his hand, and finally nodded slowly.