Doesn't The Villain Heroine Smell Good?

The moment he saw this person, the spirit in Chu Yi's body kept running, ready to fight.

But Xie touched the knife with his hand, and a black spirit appeared in Chu Mo's hand.

Seeing that the three of them were so vigilant, the ten members of the team drew out their guns and pointed at each other.

On Chu's face, his face was solemn, this person is very familiar!

"You are here!"

It was Qin Dao who came!

He was dressed in white and looked like a tall man, which seemed out of place in this environment.

"I haven't seen you, have I?"

The first day of the junior high school snorted coldly: "I have never seen you, but the adults told me that I remember your face very well!"

Qin Dao thought for a while, feeling the special spirit of the first day of junior high school.

"You are from the Qian family? No wonder..."

On the first day of junior high school, he became more cautious, and the other party actually knew about Qianjia!

Chu Mo was very puzzled at this time. According to the news just now, Qin Dao should have appeared on the frontal battlefield. Why is he here now!

Leaning close to the ear of the first day of junior high school: "This person is weird..."

After telling the story of the front line, Chu Yi stared at Qin Dao.

There are two Qin Dao in this Nanshan?

"I don't know how you found out here, can you tell me?"

Qin Dao asked, with a smile on his face.

The first day of junior high school did not answer the question, and drew out a three-foot long sword: "Is it useful to say this? You are now a turtle in a urn!"

"hehehe"

Qin Dao smiled, as if he had told a joke on the first day of the junior high school.

"The turtle in the urn? Interesting"

With his hands behind his back, Qin Dao took two steps unhurriedly, and came near the entrance of the cave.

"Want to know what's down there? How about I take you in and have a look?"

On the first day of the lunar new year, he held the long sword tightly, and the spirit in his body was ready. As long as Qin Dao made a move, he could strike at any time.

The opponent's realm aura is very strong, and he has not shown his strength until now. This invisible coercion has been oppressing his nerves.

It seems that what Master Qianji said is correct, the person in the spiritual land is also the enemy of the Qian family, and his realm has reached the legendary Tianlu!

No one spoke, and everyone was guarding Qin Dao.

Qin Dao sighed helplessly.

"I say...."

"Is it useful for you to guard against me like this? I didn't plan to do anything, and your weapons were already aimed at me."

"Have a good chat and wait until the things over there are over, isn't that good?"

From the words, the first day of junior high school captured the key

Keyword, things over there? front?

I feel bad in my heart, is there any trap on the front line?

"What the hell are you trying to do!"

Qin Dao touched his chin when he heard the words of the first day of junior high school: "I seem to have heard this somewhere, I don't know how many of you are mine, there should be three digits."

Speaking jokingly, Qin Dao snapped his fingers.

The surrounding black quagmire emerged, and shadow figures stepped out of it one by one, surrounding several people.

"As for what I want to do, the answer to this question, you will know after a while, now..."

"I don't want to fight with you either"

Just when Qin Dao was using his ability, Chu Yi noticed something abnormal.

The other party's body seems to be not the body, but made of spirit, just like those people killed before, they will directly turn into the spirit of white mist after death.

The long sword burst out with blue fluorescence, and the sword was slashed out, and it was shot neatly.

What followed was Que Xie's slash and Chu Mo's dark spirit restraint.

The three of them didn't communicate at all, and in an instant, they wanted to kill the person in front of them!

With a wave of Qin Dao's hand, a black shadow rose from the ground, forming a wall. He wanted to retreat, but his feet were bound by black ropes, making him unable to move.

The long sword sliced ​​through the black wall, but evilly killed Qin Dao, the blade was less than one meter away from Qin Dao.

Chu Mo's ability to operate has increased the restraint.

With one slash, Qin Dao's body was split into two, without any blood spilling out.

White mist rises, clothes fall to the ground, and Qin Dao disappears...

Before the soldiers in the rear could react, it seemed that the battle was over in the blink of an eye.

"It's over? He's dead?"

The captain scratched his head and said in confusion.

Picking up the clothes on the ground on the first day of the new year, it really is like this!

"It would be so much easier if he just died like this"

On the first day of the junior high school, he turned his head and talked to several people, and came near the entrance of the cave.

Chu Mo and Que Xie walked over: "The front line has encountered obstacles from the other side, we need to solve it quickly!"

On the first day of the junior high school, he made an ok gesture and jumped into the hole.

The sound of landing was not heard for a long time, as if being eaten by a dark cave.

Chu Mo and Que Xie jumped down directly, followed by jumping down, but there was no sound.

The ten members of the team swallowed their saliva one after another, and they just went on like this?

The captain shouted towards the hole: "That..."

"Are we going down?"

"No, you are standing guard nearby and will be notified when there is a situation"

The voice of the first day of junior high school came from the communicator, and the captain let out a long sigh of relief. It was pitch black, and he was panicking if he had to go to such a place...

The first day of junior high school that fell to the ground, judging from the falling speed just now, it should have been more than ten meters.

Turn on the light and see the landscape below.

With oneself as the center, there are seven or eight channels forking.

The walls of these paths are of fine stone brick, and the corridors branch off into the distance.

Without exception, these buildings seem to be very new, as if they have been maintained not long ago.

"separate?"

Chu Mo asked about the first day of junior high school.

Chu nodded: "I'll go here, you can do whatever you want"

Saying that, the first day of the junior high school disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Chu Mo and Que Xie chose their own path and rushed in quickly.

On the first day of the new year, they continued to move forward. During the battle above, something seemed to move underground.

It was a very strange feeling, as if a large number of spirits had been mobilized, even if you couldn't explore what was here, you could still feel it!

There must be some unspeakable secret hidden here!

As it continued to deepen, some white stones began to appear on the ground.

"This is?"

It was the first time I saw this thing on the first day of junior high school, and there was a spirit in it!

The light went to the distance, and at the end of the road, a huge stone door appeared, with a number 'one' engraved on it.

"Is this door number one?"

I touched the door, and there were some water stains on it, which should have seeped from the room.

He didn't open the room hastily, and stepped back for a while, charging the long sword!

The sword light flashed, and a thousand machines pierced the stone gate.

With a loud noise, a big hole appeared in the stone door, and the light tube shone in along the hole.

On the first day of the junior high school, he observed the details inside from a distance. Through the hole, he seemed to be able to see something.

Black shadows filled the air, and the ground was covered with white stones, forming a large amount of white mist.

White weapons gushed out of the hole and piled on the ceiling.

On the first day of junior high school, he looked at the scene in front of him suspiciously. There are so many white stones here!

What about the other rooms?

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