Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1345 Is It Him?

Su Zimo looked at Nangong Sheng who was scared to death.

"My waymark, is it so scary?"

Su Zimo laughed at himself.

You know, after the First World War, the four words of the deserted monarch had almost become a taboo!

The monks on the continent are all talkative.

That battle was too terrible.

Although the deserted Emperor was eventually exiled by the semi-ancestors, the combination of death in the heaven and earth valley is too powerful. In these years, there is no battle other than the catastrophe in the northern region ten years ago, which can be compared with this battle!

If no fierce strongmen are present, or if the semi-ancestors come, all the strongmen of the super super gates will be suppressed by the deserted martial arts!

Although the three great families were not involved in it, many news came. The southern world ’s cultivation world was still greatly shaken.

Nangong Sheng is a character near Beiming Town.

But he is nothing but Yuan Yingzhengjun.

He was originally frightened by Su Zimo's methods. He had been scared to a near collapse, and suddenly heard the word "Desolate Martial Arts", his spirit was suddenly dispelled, and his death was gone!

Su Zimo took the storage bags of the three and put them in his arms.

He was imprisoned, could not use mana, and was inconvenient to destroy corpses, so he took the corpses of the three men and threw them into the nearest jungle.

At this time, the night was dark.

In the jungle, birds and beasts roared, and the roaring sounds came and went, and in every corner, there was a jungle killing.

The bodies of these three Yuanying Zhenjun were thrown in, or they would be eaten by the monsters before long.

After doing this, Su Zimo patted his palm, turned away, and returned to Beiming Town.

Bei Mingxue was still breathing in the room, and didn't notice anything from beginning to end.

She's still not clear. Just now, someone helped her resolve a life and death catastrophe!

Su Zimo smiled indifferently, and returned to the room with his eyes closed.

In this matter, he did not intend to tell Bei Mingxue.

In the eyes of Su Zimo, the three Yuanying Zhenjun are as tiny as ants, and this matter is just a hand.

Early the next morning, Bei Mingxue prepared breakfast and delivered it to Su Zimo's room.

Su Zimo took out the three storage bags last night and handed them to Bei Mingxue, and said, "You can take it, I can't use it."

"this is……"

Bei Mingxue took three storage bags, glanced over it, and his heart was stunned.

"This is Yuan Yingzhen's storage bag?"

Bei Mingxue asked tentatively.

"right."

Su Zimo said.

Bei Mingxue asked again, "Where did Mr. Su come from?"

"I went out last night to pick it up."

Su Zimo said lightly.

Bei Mingxue pursed her lips without continuing to question.

In fact, these three storage bags have a small and unique small logo, which is difficult to notice unless you look closely.

But Bei Mingxue, after all, is a member of the Bei Ming clan. Naturally, he is very familiar with this sign.

If she is right, all three signs on the storage bags come from the Nangong family!

This is the storage bag of the Nangong family, three Yuanying Zhenjun!

Although Su Zimo said blandly, Bei Mingxue felt a blood in that bland tone!

Bei Mingxue was very clever and did not continue to question.

She put these three storage bags into her storage bag.

Yuan Ying Zhenjun's storage bag has the prohibition of consciousness. She has not cultivated enough to be able to erase it.

You have to wait until she cultivates Yuanshen.

"There is still more than a year, it is the family comparison."

Su Zimo asked casually.

"Ok."

Bei Mingxue nodded.

Su Zimo looked up, looked at Bei Mingxue, and asked, "Do you want revenge?"

Bei Mingxue bowed slightly.

After a long silence, she slowly said, "Think."

Su Zimo can see that the young girl's brows are lightly sad.

The Beiming family has long since fallen. Compared with the Eastern family, it seems like the ants are facing an idol.

Bei Mingxue and Oriental magpie are also very different.

The Oriental Falcon is high, like a princess.

And she was just a humble mortal struggling in the dust.

Even though she has cultivated Jin Dan of blood and blood, her combat strength is far superior to that of the past, but she cannot escape her current destiny.

Her life and death are still between the thoughts of the Eastern family.

"Cultivate it, you have just cultivated Jin Dan, don't be lazy."

Su Zimo smiled and said: "The last three changes of the nine changes in martial arts are the essence of the" Wu Jing ". If you can practice to the last change, one year later, you can suppress three. All Tianjiao's young generation! "

Bei Mingxue nodded heavily.

In fact, she was still bitter in her heart.

Even if her combat power is against the sky, it is impossible to offend the Tianjiao of the three great families.

She's okay, she's dead.

But she was worried about involving her younger brother, Bei Mingshi.

In her heart, there are still many restraints and fetters.

Yesterday, the release of Nangong Yu was also due to various fears.

People in rivers and lakes can't help but want to be happy and enmity, how easy it is!

Su Zimo can naturally see the worry in Bei Mingxue's heart.

But he didn't say much.

Over the years, he has always been dormant here, and he has stayed in the hometown with few shots and no identity. He just wanted to give Bei Mingxue enough time and room for growth.

Once his identity is revealed, there will be endless troubles.

At that time, he was too busy taking care of himself, I'm afraid he didn't have the time and energy to preach Bei Mingxue.

But Su Zimo's dormant motion did not prove that he would not move!

Today, Su Zimo is like a fake dragon, silent, and everything is calm.

Once Zhenlong opened his eyes, it was Shi Po shocking!

"The family is better than ..."

Su Zimo squinted and squinted.

...

Ten days later, Nangong Mansion.

In the meeting hall, Nangong Yu sat in the middle with a look of horror, a few blood coats piled up around her feet, and a little terror appeared in the depths of her eyes.

Several old men were sitting at the bottom of their hands, looking dull.

"So, master three of them are dead?"

An old man frowned.

Nangong Yu nodded, pointing to the blood coat next to her feet, and said, "It's not wrong. Before Dad left, he was wearing this robe."

An old man looked puzzled and said, "I've seen it in the jungle. The highest cultivation, that is, the spirit demon of Jin Danjing, why did they die there?"

"Is there any powerful demon hiding in it and killing Master?" Said another old man.

"impossible!"

Nangong Yu shook her head and gritted her teeth, "How can there be such a coincidence, my father went to Beiming Town, and something happened!"

"Do you mean any strong man in Beiming Town?"

An old man frowned: "Now, Beiming's Xiu is the highest, that is, their patriarch, a Yuanying Zhenjun, there is not much Shouyuan left, and his combat power is not enough for me. How can he be a master? opponent?"

"not him."

Nangong Yu shook her head, a sick blue figure flashed in her mind, and she murmured in her heart, "Is it him?"

(End of this chapter)