Super little Taoist

Chapter 679 Cold and heartless, no heat in the blood, no pain in the heart, undefeated in battle

The whole body of the red knife is red, as if it is connected with the long knife, the blade cuts down, and there are three muffled sounds, the red light is divided into three, and three knife shadows appear. The air stopped flowing.

Tian Xing's complexion changed, and he looked up at the three red sword shadows, let out a heavy breath, held the cold iron spear in both hands, his eyes froze, the true energy in his body rose again, and the cold light at the tip of the spear suddenly increased. Seeing that his arm was straight, the tip of the gun stabbed straight at the shadow of the knife, a simple move, but in a blink of an eye, the tip of the gun split into two, two into four~~~~~~ In an instant, the gun flower was like rain!
Storm waterfall thorn!

Dangdangdang——Sparks splashed in all directions, and the falling speed of the shadow of the knife stopped in the sky. When the red knife saw it, he took a step on his back foot, and the horse stepped forward. He held the knife in one hand, pressed the blade with the other, Pressing down, the red knife shadow suddenly became red and suddenly fell half an inch.

Tian Xing narrowed his eyes, held the gun in both hands and turned it into one hand, raised one foot, and turned his body around his right foot quickly.Chidao looked shocked, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, leaving only a bleak smile!

Whoosh whoosh——Tian Xing turned faster and faster, and the spears gradually gathered. From time to time, a phantom image of a flood dragon appeared at the tip of the gun. Like a cone, it rushed towards the red blade light, and the red light collapsed at the touch of a touch, like a broken bamboo!

Chidao looked at the ferocious dragon that was getting closer, and the corner of his mouth curved, revealing a gratified smile!It's not that he hasn't learned detours, but forbearance and late attack are more effective than detours, more paralyzing, and more deadly!Good boy!
Bang, bang, bang—eight doors opened at the same time, and a group of people under the pavilion immediately looked towards the door.From time to time, a man came out with an old man in his arms. The old man's head was thrown back, his withered hands drooped feebly, and there was a blood hole the size of a mung bean between his eyebrows.However, there was a smile on that face, very peaceful!
Wow——when everyone saw this scene, they knelt down one after another, "See the lord!"

Tian Xing glanced indifferently, turned his head to look at the old man, smiled faintly, tapped his toes, and walked away.

Under the big locust tree, a new grave was piled there, surrounded by yellow grass, and the cold wind was blowing, giving a sense of desolation.

Tian Xing held the jug in his hand, took a sip of strong wine, turned his head and glanced at the tombstone, smiled slightly, leaned on it, and saw that he turned the jug upside down, facing his head, and filled the jug with strong wine It all fell on his head.

With a wave of Tian Xing's hand, the wine jug flew into the distance, and he saw his eyes were red. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether the liquid in the corners of his eyes was wine or tears. Words, at this moment, his hatred is really gone, but it is replaced by pain!Heartache!All kinds of things from the past reappeared in his mind. At this moment, he seemed to understand that love and hate are only in one thought!Love can turn into hate, and hate can turn into love!

After a long time, Tian Xing stood up slowly, looked at the grave with a cold face, turned and left, and within a few steps, the tombstone made a clicking sound, and a crack appeared in the middle, which expanded rapidly in a blink of an eye. From time to time, a piece A good tombstone became a pile of rubble.And all these Tian Xing turned a blind eye to it, turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to walk. It was a kind of decisiveness, and it was a kind of cruelty, to Chidao, and even to himself!

Cold and heartless, no heat in the blood, no pain in the heart, undefeated in battle!
Holy Lord's Cathedral——Moro's face was sombre, and he kept poking his fingers, a psychic!The psychic he had been looking for for a long time finally appeared, but disappeared in a blink of an eye. Not only did he disappear, but he also took away his most important chess piece - Han Fei!It is up to him to let Britain join the Eurozone, and it is up to him to check and balance the royal family. Forget it all, the most important thing is that girl, the psychic!He found countless psychics day and night!

At this time, Mo Luo was like a lucky person who already knew that he had won the first prize of the double-color ball. However, when he got home to prepare the lottery ticket to claim the prize, he saw his wife soaking the clothes he put in the lottery ticket in the water!Want to cry but have no tears!
Qimeng and Canlang stood together, silent, not saying nothing, but not daring to say it, Mo Luo's appearance was clearly aroused!reason?have no idea!

Can not ask for!But, I have already met, why can I disappear?Mo Luo looked up at the white statue of the Holy Master, with a painful expression on his face, as if he was looking for the answer to this!
After a long time, Mo Luo sighed and turned around, "Have you found any clues?"

Can Lang shook his head, "No! Blood Race~~~~~"

Pa——Mo Luo slapped the table with his palm, "I'm not asking the blood race! It's the two of them~~~~~~students!"

"Who?" Can Lang was stunned, and Mo Luo gave Can Lang an angry look. This guy is a running dog, but he is not a smart dog!His gaze immediately shifted to Qimeng.

"Report to the leader! No trace of Han Fei and Beibei was found!" Qimeng said hastily. After hearing what Qimeng said, Mo Luo couldn't help biting his lips hard, and he felt heartache again!Mo Luo rubbed his temples, and those few words came back to his mind, "For the psychic, you can't control it, let it develop; let alone rush, you have to take it step by step! But, you have to grasp the direction of development! Use it for me!"

What the hell!People are gone, how can I grasp the direction of development?Depend on!Mo Luo was cursing secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but look back at the statue of the Holy Master behind him.

"At all costs, we must find their whereabouts! He~~~~~~ Han Fei is the pillar of our church, and that Beibei, the power behind her is not something that the Holy Bishop can mess with! We must ensure that Her safety!"

"Yes! Master!" Can Lang said hastily, since the day the master personally sent Beibei to the warrior training camp, he saw something coming!
After listening to Mo Luo's words, Qi Meng frowned and thought again and again, but she didn't speak, but thought to herself: Guarantee her safety?Her ability is higher than that of the teacher, as long as she doesn't mess with others, it's a good thing, how can there be any guarantee of safety!The words of the leader are so strange!
"Master, about the blood race and werewolves~~~~~~" Can Lang asked timidly, Mo Luo glanced at him, his brows frowned, and a coldness shot out from his eyes, "I will find a way Use the power of the government, even the army if necessary! But before that, find its lair!"

"Yes! However, we have been searching for so many days, but we still have no clue!" Can Lang said hastily. Mo Luo's chest rose and fell, he closed his eyes, and opened them from time to time, looking at Can Lang with a pleasing expression, "Your It means let me find it? The church envoy adults!"

"Uh~~~~~" Can Lang hurriedly waved his hands when he heard this!

"Create clues for me if there are no clues! Don't you look like this?" Mo Luo pointed at his head and roared.

Qimeng lowered her head, with black lines on her face, the leader rarely behaves like this, could it be that she has reached menopause?
Mo Luo felt that his lungs were about to explode, and finally calmed down, "Find a bait, capture a living blood slave, torture a confession, ask their lair, and then, tell me, is that okay?"

"Yes~~~~~~ Yes!"

Mo Luo smiled faintly, bowed his body, and spread his hands, "Then please! Lord Canlang!"

Can Lang's face turned red, and he ran out in a hurry, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time!
Mo Luo looked at the back of the disabled wolf and shook his head, "What a crazy wolf! Dream!"

"exist!"

"Quickly ask Seven Sins to arrange a new warrior training camp! The location is kept secret! Also, keep an eye on William's movements! If there is any change, report to me in time!"

Qimeng was stunned, "Yes! Master!"

(End of this chapter)