The Husky and His White Cat Shizun-Chapter 231

Chu Evening was not injured. In the midst of a thousand miles, the ink burned quickly and blocked the figure in the dark blue cloak. The man’s dagger had fallen into his shoulders, leaving only a handle with a silver serpent. The clothes on the shoulders of the ink were instantly stained with blood. He lowered his eyebrows and bite his teeth. His eyes flashed with sharp edges.

That was the hot eyes when the eagle finally smashed the rabbit.

"Hua Zongshi." He slammed the hand of Hua Binan who still held the dagger, endured the pain, and pulled the short blade out of his flesh and blood. He had a thin cold sweat on his forehead, but he gnawed his teeth. Tao, "You are attacking my master behind me, when I am dead?"

The night wind blew, shaking Hua Binan to wear it again, covering his ugly appearance, and Hua Binan was silent for a moment, saying: "How long has the Mo Zongshi doubted me?"

"From your venom, stay on the mountainside."

Hua Binan chuckled: "Oh... that's no way. After all, I was counting on a group of people in the hall."

Ink burns the teeth: "You used to stop Xu Shuanglin, what is it for?"

"Otherwise, by the change of the law, let him find that the reborn array that he has worked hard is fake. It is not too much trouble."

At this time, Chu Jingning had shot down the sky and asked the center of this mysterious battle. But when it fell, he was shocked that the Aura of the law was not easily able to contain it. Then I went back to see the ink block behind me, my shoulder was hurt by Hua Binan's dagger, and I couldn't help but attack the heart: "Ink burning -"

"Don't worry about me." The ink ignited, "It’s important to destroy the array. I am here."

There is no way for Chu’s late night. There is a kind of murderous spiritual flow that he has never touched before. Even the once cracked of the butterfly town is far behind, and he keeps his spiritual power flowing into the sky. In this, we can only prevent this formation from continuing to evolve, but there is absolutely no way to make it smash and disappear.

On the other hand, Jiang Yan also understood it at this time, but he said that he could not believe that the first holy hand under the door actually carried his own picture, and he could not help but face his face. "Hua Nan, you... ..."

Hua Binan’s hand was being squeezed by the ink at this moment. He didn’t look back. He heard Jiang’s voice, but he smiled slightly: “Hey, don’t act rashly. There is a door training on the lonely moon night. I naturally remember it in my heart, so this way, I am looking for opportunities on many people, and I have fallen into a heartworm that I have carefully nurtured for many years."

"!"

Everyone was eclipsed, silent, and suddenly made a pot of boiling porridge.

The cold scale holy hand put bugs on them?

It is clear that it is neither painful nor itchy, or even a feeling at all, but they suddenly feel that the whole body is very itchy, as if every corner of the horn is hiding a heartworm that can only kill people.

"Hua Binan, you crazy!"

"You are so poisonous!"

Someone cried out in a hurry and rubbed his body: "Where? Where? I am in the middle? I have no contact with him at all, I should not have it..."

There are also people who are temperamental and straightforward. They are the most incapable of using the means of Hua Bi Nan. They will be angry and say: "You are surnamed Hua! You don’t want to confuse people here, and talk indiscriminately! There are so many monks in the field, all of them are countless. The good hand, do you think you will be afraid of this threat?!"

The words did not fall, Hua Binan waved his hand gently.

The man who provocatively stunned suddenly swayed, and then his eyes violently slammed into his throat, slamming his throat, screaming in his mouth: "Ah! Ah-!"

The pus quickly rushed out of his nose and eyes. He rolled his eyes and violently twitched. His incontinence was full of suffocation and a stench. He quickly did not move, softened to the ground, and his skin quickly lost. Under the water, the mouth is still open, and there is a red worm that has been sucked up by human blood. It is like a spider, but there are ten thin legs on each side.

This shock has caused many people who are still indignant and filled with indignation. The people who want to confess Hua Binan have changed in color. They are all gray-faced and silently squinting at all this.

"The bugs are small, but they can kill people's lives in an instant." Hua Binan and Wen Wenwen said, "If you don't want to repeat the tragedy of the Confucianism, it is best to stand in the same place, don't worry, also Don't make trouble, just listen to me, especially those who are alone."

His gaze fell on Jiang Yan, and he looked at the group of medicinal sects who had a light-colored costume behind Jiang Yan. He smiled and said: "Look at the same sentiment, Huamou does things, absolutely Will not hurt you."

Jiang Yantie is face-to-face: "Hua Bi Nan! Do you have such a wolf ambition?"

"The wolf ambitions don't dare to be." Hua Bi Nan seems to suddenly think of something, and Jiang said, "Yes, the head, you also have a heartworm on it, others are shallow, and the insects are only in the blink of an eye. Between, but the head is deep, I think I can always last for ten days and a half."

Ginger's cold tooth: "The lonely moon has not been treated with you for more than ten years. What are you doing?"

"Of course I have my purpose, but I don't have to tell you."

He looked back at the night, and looked at the ink burning against him, then turned his face again.

"Well, you can't figure out who has worms on the body, and who has no worms, but this is half possible, it's a matter of life and death. I think if you are smart enough, you should know who you stand on."

Dead.

Then the crowd suddenly sounded a warm and clear voice.

The teacher stood by Xue Meng and said: "The heartworms are blazing fire. As long as you ignite the spells or fires in your hands, you can see that there is a bulge under the flesh. That is the insect curse. The rest. People are safe."

"..." The cold scales squinted and squinted. "Shi Mingjing, are you stealing my scriptures?"

Shi Yan’s face seems a bit red, but the blush is not obvious. He is a person who is not used to being the focus of the public. Now he is watched by so many people, and his expression is somewhat stiff.

"In the past five years, I asked for a five-year retreat, and I was studying for a lonely night. I didn't read the scriptures of my predecessors, but I accidentally discovered this kind of bug, so... I did some research..."

Hua Bi Nan angered: "You steal the income, you don't want to face!"

Xue Meng stood with a black eyebrow and immediately helped the teacher: "What kind of face can you talk to with you?" Then he immediately did it according to the teacher, and he saw that there was no difference under his skin. Pulling the teacher shouted: "Great, thanks to you, you see, there are no bugs on my body!"

Others have followed suit, and one time they are on the stage, "I don't have it!" or "What to do, I have a heartworm!"

Hua Binan closed his eyes and then sneered: "Even if you can tell which people are there and who are not, then how? Those who have been infected with insects have listened to me! Come to me. For me, I won the late night, and beat the ink rain. I naturally wouldn’t wait for the wait, otherwise—"

He pointed to the warlock who had been bitten by the heartworm on the ground.

"There are such people."

Under the deterrent, the first tragedy was a female repair on a lonely moon night. She plunged into the side of Huabi Nan in the eyes of the public. She looked up slightly and looked a bit arrogant.

The smoldering is also amazed. The person who has become a traitor has a face and arrogance.

"I am sorry for Jiang’s head." She said, "I am standing on the side of the saint, not all for self-protection, but I have always admired the sage. The reason why I studied in the lonely night is also the name of Mu. Today Not to mention that there are no locusts in the middle, even if I am not in the middle, I am also a **** of the sage."

She said, glanced at the expression of Hua Bi Nan, seeing that Hua Bi Nan was fighting with the ink, but his face was smiling, apparently quite satisfied with her words, and could not help but sigh. "The predecessor of the saints has already said that he will not be embarrassed when he is on the same door. You should know how to make a choice."

She waited for a while, but only three monks came to the moon on a lonely night.

Others glared at them with anger, and they were cold.

The three monks each had a saying: "In these years, the Jiangmen goalkeeper is getting worse and worse, and the rivers are going down. If it is not for the cold scales, I have already left."

"The sage has the ability, we only follow the people who have the ability."

People who have a lonely moon night can't stand it, and they are angry: "The traitor! You can really say it!"

"Yes! Traitor!"

“Nothing to do, get out of the moonlight night!”

I didn’t expect that there would be so many people who wouldn’t give up even if they had a heartworm. The woman’s face was extremely embarrassing, but she still blushes and insists on calmly saying: “You don’t have to say that we have not planned to stay here. Break the door. You follow Jiang Yan, it is a ghost and a ghost!"

She turned her head again and stared at her forefoot.

"I am very embarrassed, and since then, with the moonlight night, with Jiang Yan, I have a knife -"

When the two breaks had not come out, they were interrupted by Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan no expression, his eyes are very cold, he yelled at her: "Don't cut a knife, who are you?"

"I - I am very good -"

"You can't remember your name every day before I read it a hundred times." Jiang said, "Go."

The female drug sect was extremely annoyed, biting her lower lip for a long while, still indignant: "Oh, I can’t think of a sect, it’s this kind of demeanor."

"You see me today?" Jiang Yan sneered. "But it’s said that there are thousands of disciples on the night of the moon. I am seeing you for the first time. To tell the truth, if it is not today, it depends on you, maybe in this life. There is no chance to speak to me."

It is said that the sleeves have fallen, and a fragrant mist has risen. Jiang Yan has already shot with Hua Binan.

Huabi Nan had a hard-burning ink in front of her eyes. At this moment, there was another **** scorpion. Obviously, she couldn’t eat it. In a hurry, he spurred a wave of heartworms. All the people who were hiding locusts immediately wormed. Heart, pain is difficult.

"what--!"

"Save, save lives!"

Jiang Yan’s figure is also a meal, but he is not the head of the lonely moon night, immediately fell on his own several points, delaying the pain, still white face with the ink burning with the war.

Hua Binan was not stupid. He hooked his fingers and threw the three people who had been betrayed to him by the lonely moon night to solve the pain of the heartworm, and sighed: "The war."

Under the pain, some people who are not determined by the mind can see that the return of Hua Bi Nan can be protected from this crime, and they all come in abruptly. In the crowd of time, there is a small part of the crowd, and Huan Nan is shouting: "Seeking the Holy Hand!" Curse! I will wait for the sage!"

"I can't stand it, it hurts too much... I want to be a senior of China..."

Hua Binan smiled a little in the fierce battle, squinting at his eyes, and screaming at his own enthusiasm: "So, Master Mo, you see. The most powerful thing in the world is, after all, the medicinal sect."

His voice has not fallen, Jiang Yan has taken out the snow phoenix, he sighed: "The word medicinal sect, is this the person you used to use the next three means of indiscriminate?" The words and the ink said: "You go Helping your master before the formation, I am blocked here."

Hua Binan sneered: "Do you want to be an enemy of me today?"

"Without further ado."

"I am dragging the body of the locust, and I still have to fight with me. Jiang night sinks the **** head, you are really alive and dead."

Jiang Yanyin's face: "Is your life long-lived? You can't stop it today? If you don't stop you today, you will destroy the world's medicine."

To put it bluntly, two people who are good at using poison drugs have seen the move, and there are more toxic powders between the swords and swords. When the ink burned, Jiang Yan was not unable to compete. He immediately turned around and rushed to help him. He knew that he was on the road halfway, and a dark yellow shadow was rushing.

Ink burning teeth: "Huang Xiaoyue -!"

These people are the more than ten high-ranking disciples of Huang Xiaoyue and Jiang Dongtang. Huang Xiaoyue's wide-sleeved robes stand in the wind, and there is no need to say: "Mo Zongshi, the heartworm is not a joke, and the man is a knife for me to fish. In front of life and death, he has to be an enemy of the master and offended."

Not only he, but also the masters of other sects can't stand this kind of pain, they are all coming to this side.

At this time, the soul-studded stage is already mixed with fish and dragons.

The sects of the monks of the sects, the locusts and the locusts, the rebellious and not rebellious, everyone is fighting against each other.

For a time, Jiang Yan and Hua Bi Nan were all fighting against each other. The ink burned as the last line of defense before Chu’s late night, and it was the enemy of the back, fighting with waves of monks such as Huang Xiaoyue. Flow, and the mysterious battle is glued against each other.

On the other side, Xue Zhengxuan and the people of death and death are guarding the front line, not letting more rebels approach the Chu nighting, which is sealing the mysterious formation. The division is also a monk who rushes to death in those who have died. In the middle, try to unlock the insects for them.

"It hurts... kill me, beg you to kill me!" The teacher leaned over and picked up a young man who was rolling around. The young man grabbed his hand and cried. "It's really painful." I don't want to drop, I don't want to drop, you kill me! I beg you, kill me! Kill me!"

"Forbearance and forbearance." The teacher asked him to comfort him while putting his fingertips on his veins.

"I can not stand it any more--"

"You look at me, look at my eyes."

But the young man couldn’t listen to the teacher’s words. His fingers were squatting tightly. The whole person was like a fish caught in the water, and he couldn’t help but twitch and sigh: "I can’t stand it..."

The teacher had no choice but to force his cheek to come over and raise his hand to lick his closed eyelids. This is really not easy, because the young people are constantly struggling to fight, and they have scratched a red stamp on the back of the teacher's arm.

"Look at me, look at me!"

The man was reluctantly called back to some mentality, panting his eyes and panting, looking at the teacher with tears in his eyes. The teacher chanted and cursed, staring at each other's eyes. Suddenly, the young man was excited and felt that there was something in the waist rib that climbed up quickly, and soon climbed to the chest, throat, and eyes.

"vomit--!"

He jerked over, and with a strong nausea, he vomited a large vomit of vomiting, smashing his nose to the extreme, and a red heartworm inside could not hold back.

The teacher smashed a little and immediately split the worm into a powder.

He squatted up and said loudly: "The heartworm can be controlled by sputum therapy, but it can be solved! I can help you solve it!"

He ran around, anxiously shouting: "Don't fight! Can be solved, don't kill each other again, you can solve it - you can unlock it!"

However, not many people listened to him during the melee. His voice was not loud, and he was soon drowned in the words of drinking and smashing, explosions and collisions.

Jiang Yan heard the shout of the teacher, he sighed: Healing?

Just like a lot of worms tend to blaze, some poisonous worms do not enter the body, as long as the corresponding sputum therapy is used as a guide, they will be seduce out like the moths, and the locust poison can be solved. .

Hua Binan apparently heard it. He snorted and his eyes flashed with fierce cold light.

"On this way, I killed all the monks who had a cure for the night of the moon. I didn't think of a ruined life and death. There are still people who would like this high-ranking medicine. It is really --"

The knife in his hand slammed through the snow phoenix of Jiang Yan, and the grid collided with a little spark.

Hua Binan bites his teeth and cuts his teeth: "After life, awe!"

Suddenly, the sword was withdrawn, and the whole person plundered like a bat and jumped toward the crowd.

"Not good!" Jiang Yan suddenly shocked, has seen the intention of breaking Hua Binan, is about to raise the gas to keep up, but because of the heart attack, the chest is stagnant, wow spit out a large mouth of blood, the sword is half-smashed to the ground.

He infiltrated the blood of the lips one by one, looking at the place where Hua Bi Nan went, trying to remind other people, but he could not make a louder voice, "When... heart..."

The teacher was detoxifying the monk who had locusts in the snow palace. After the monk vomited the heartworm, he could no longer feel the pain of the cone, and he got up and shouted.

"Don't hit it! Come and solve it, you can unlock it!"

Xue Meng was also busy with persuasion. He took ten people and went to the teacher's side. He couldn't help but scream: "Well, let's endure, don't cry, just untie it for you, right away. Just give it to you, who is my teacher? Who is one of the best, no worse than the disciple of the lonely moon, I-"

Xue Meng said, to call the teacher, and at the moment he looked up, the voice was broken.

"Teacher!! Behind -!!!"