Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Mu Yu suddenly flashed a blue light in his hand, with the crescent knife in his hand, walked into him and cursed: "You scum!"

"Just because you want to kill me, it's a dream!" Bing Huazhuo suddenly looked ferocious, and his whole palm emitted a strong khaki-yellow light, as if preparing for the final blow.

"It's not just us, we know you're not giving up!" A white light flashed from Fantianluo's body. Before Binghuazhuo could see what it was, he felt a sharp pain in his dantian, and there was the sound of something breaking in his ears. Show horror.

"For Uncle Bing's sake, we won't kill you." Fan Tianluo sneered, and a purple cloud needle flashed out, directly appearing on his chest.

Bing Huazhuo looked at the purple-gold thin needle that was stuck in his chest, suddenly heheed twice, and fell backwards.

Fan Tianluo watched Bing Huazhuo's facial expression become more and more demented, and the cruel color on the corners of her mouth slowly emerged. She never relents when dealing with scum, but she is Bing Haotian's cousin after all, in order not to let Bing Haotian Too guilty, had to leave his life.

After dealing with Binghuazhuo's matter, a group of people returned to Bingfu. Binghaotian's expression was unsteady. Fan Tianluo and Mo Xingchen originally wanted to tell him that they wanted to see their ancestors tomorrow, but seeing him like this, they should give him a hand. calm down.

In the afternoon of the next day, Bing Haotian and Beiming Zhu came out of the room. Bing Haotian looked at Fan Tianluo and Mo Xingchen and said, "I will take you to the minaret, but I can't guarantee whether the old ancestor will come out."

Fan Tianluo and Mo Xingchen looked at each other in surprise and nodded.

The two entered the silver cup, put the silver cup on Mu Yu's hand, and followed Bing Haotian to the minaret behind the clan mansion.

The minaret occupies a large area, wide at the bottom and sharp at the top. The lower part is the place where the elders and some potential members of the family mansion practice, while the upper part of the minaret on the ninth floor is the retreat place for the ancestors.

Bing Haotian led Mu Yu directly into the minaret, and went up layer by layer. Many people from the clan asked along the way, but Bing Haotian was the clan leader, and no one had a reason to bring the future clan leader to meet the ancestors. Blocked, the two went directly to the door of the ninth floor, separated by a stone gate.

"The ancestor is inside, let me try first." Bing Haotian went up and knocked on the stone door, but there was no response from inside.

Fan Tianluo came out of the silver cup, rolled her eyes and said, "Uncle Bing, didn't the old ancestor die inside and become a pile of dry bones?"

Bing Haotian immediately stared at Fan Tianluo with wide eyes, this was disrespectful.

"Xiaoluo, how is it possible?" Mu Yu asked after the corner of his mouth twitched.

"How is it impossible? Didn't it come out for hundreds of years? It's also possible to sit down." Fan Tianluo actually did it on purpose. She naturally knew that her ancestor was alive, because the Ice Flame King could feel the powerful breath inside. , this breath is not weaker than his at all, she just wants him to come out by himself.

Both Bing Haotian and Mu Yu twitched the corners of their mouths, looking at her with a hopeless expression, but Mo Xingchen did not come out of the silver cup.

"Girl, the ancestor is still there." Bing Haotian naturally knew that the breath was there, but he didn't believe that Fantianluo couldn't feel it.

"Why don't you come out? It's too impolite." Fan Tianluo pursed her lips.

Mu Yu can't wait to cover Fan Tianluo's mouth immediately, this woman is really too courageous, she is not afraid of heaven and earth.

The Ice Flame King in the body suddenly said: "He has left the customs."

At this moment, the old ancestor sitting cross-legged inside like a wooden sculpture suddenly opened his eyes, and the whole space trembled because of his opening eyes.