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Zhu Jianping's blood, Zhu Jianping's handwriting;

"Almost like the real thing."

Zhao Zhu smiled, then stretched out his feet and stepped on these two words, not caring.

Imitation of a person is sometimes really a very simple thing, especially the stronger the level, the more mysterious means there are, but the lack of imitation lies in the inability to imitate the real charm.

With the relationship between Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping, the two sides will never say that when they encounter danger, they will say to each other: danger, you go quickly. message like this.

Because both sides know that this kind of talk is a waste of effort, and the three brothers will not see each other in danger, but they will protect themselves and watch the fire from the other side, just like before, when they encountered such a dangerous situation and faced a strangulation by most of the forces in the eastern circle, Xiong Zhiqi I didn't say a word to Zhu Jianping, so I went with Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu didn't have anything to be hypocritical, and he didn't need to be hypocritical. The three brothers faced many dangers together before, so they gave each other their backs to fight together. It has almost become a habit to make a **** path.

Any hypocrisy and self-love is meaningless, because it has no effect at all.

Therefore, even if Zhu Jianping finds that the situation is so bad that it is going to get out of control, Zhu Jianping will not say to send such a message to Zhao Zhu, because he should know that even if it is sent, Zhao Zhu will not leave, but will be more determined. Come down and find him.

Therefore, Zhao Zhu can be sure that this **** word is fake.

Looking at the scene where so many soul forms were decomposed by Yamamoto Mie before, Zhao Zhu was not at all surprised that that thing could simulate Zhu Jianping's notes and blood.

On the contrary, that thing is obviously shooting itself in the foot a little bit, it's a little bit out of silver here, it does this, it means... it's afraid.

Since you are afraid, you can say anything.

Zhao Zhu did not follow the direction of Xuerle and Thomas, but turned in another direction.

In the corridor, mottled blood stains can be seen everywhere. There should have been an explosion not long ago, and it is the trace left after Zhu Jianping's Dead River spread out, but out of understanding of Zhu Jianping, his Dead River is completely retractable and will not waste a drop of blood. This scene . It was obvious that Zhu Jianping himself had some uncontrollable performance, which led to so much blood left here.

"Old Zhu. Don't really kneel."

Zhao Zhu continued to walk in. The scene in front of him was a bit beyond Zhao Zhu's expectations. In the underground base, which was basically a reinforced concrete building model, there was actually a grass, greenery, and delicate water droplets hanging on it. , the surrounding air also suddenly became much fresher, and the dirty feeling of the underground air was completely gone.

Stepping on the grass, it actually brought up some mud.

At this time. There was a crisp sound in front, very rhythmic, a bit like an old monk knocking on a wooden fish, but every knock of this sound seemed to strike a person's heartstrings, making people's blood and blood shudder together. .

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Zhao Zhu clenched one hand in front of him, and then pulled hard. The surrounding grass was twisted in an instant, and the ground was twisted along with it, and the green grass was crushed into juice, covering the surrounding walls.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's call came, and a monk in a gray robe wearing a hat slowly walked out of the darkness in front of Zhao Zhu. He was wearing straw sandals under his feet, and when his feet landed, turquoise buds grew in that area, looking vigorous.

"Every flower and one grass have spirituality."

The monk put his hands together and said to Zhao Zhu.

His words are sonorous, with a posture that is neither humble nor arrogant. The whole person has an air of compassion and compassion, this is definitely not a deceiver, this is a real eminent monk.

Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you sure, you know Buddha better than me?" Zhao Zhu had said this to the little fox Xuan Xuan before, and Xuan Xuan was speechless at that time.

"Buddha is in the heart, it is belief, inheritance, sustenance, understanding Buddha, but also understanding yourself, donor, you are too hostile, this will eventually... destroy you, you must know that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

The monk raised his head and faced Zhao Zhu. His pupils were all gray, and he was actually a blind man.

"I won't waste time discussing these unnutritious topics with you here. You can go back wherever you came from. You don't belong here, and this is not the place you should stay. Since it is a worship to Buddha, where can you not worship Buddha? , you have to come back here."

"The Buddha is in the heart, and the Buddha is under the feet. The poor monk doesn't care where his feet are, and he doesn't care where his feet are."

Zhao Zhu's body quickly moved forward, grabbed the monk's neck with one hand, and lifted the monk directly.

"If you come out, I'll be in trouble. You cultivate Buddha, do you want to see the creatures in this world completely mess up the rules?"

"Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, so the poor monk came back to save the world."

"Ha ha."

Zhao Zhu's palm exerted strength and wanted to cut off the monk's neck, but at this moment, the monk directly turned into a black smoke, escaped from Zhao Zhu's control, fell ten meters in front of Zhao Zhu's body, and re-condensed.

"Amitabha."

Another Buddha's name, which added a touch of sarcasm.

"Donor, you are very powerful. No matter how turbulent the waves in this world are, it will not affect you. Why should you be in this quagmire?"

Pure physical blows are ineffective against this monk. Before, Yamamoto Meihui passed directly through Zhao Zhu and others, which also means that she no longer belongs to this plane, but is located in a kind of plane mezzanine. A ghostly feedback.

Zhao Zhu took a deep breath, opened his palms, and began to recall the feeling of using the Dharma before. Immediately, a Sanskrit sound rang out, and a faint golden light appeared on him.

The monk's expression froze, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Buddhism is boundless, turning back is the shore."

Zhao Zhu softly recited the Buddha's words.

The monk also seemed to be induced and lowered his head.

"go back."

There was a struggle on the monk's face, and he said unwillingly, "I'm not the only one who came out."

"I'll send them back one by one."

The monk's body turned into a black smoke again, then flowed back and disappeared in front of Zhao Zhu.

He didn't go back, but just avoided himself. Zhao Zhu knew this very well.

If it were the former Zhao Zhu, the mighty power of the Buddha Dharma would directly crush it, and no matter what the origin of the monk was, he would just wipe out his Buddha nature and remove all traces of his existence.

"It seems that there are a lot of things that came out."

Zhao Zhu's figure disappeared on the spot. At this time, he no longer continued to walk slowly, but started to accelerate with the strength of his body, and did not trigger the spatial fluctuations, because he was afraid of causing some chain reactions.

Zhao Zhu also saw a few people. One was an old lady who was dancing with a basket. The old lady's basket was not filled with fruits or vegetables, but the heads of babies, stuffed with a basket, and one of them was holding up. Umbrella The woman wearing a kimono, the woman is very beautiful, and her curves are also very charming, but her front and back are a moving face, with two faces.

These things were directly ignored by Zhao Zhu, and he continued to move forward in the direction where these things appeared, and those things obviously sensed Zhao Zhu's aura, and none of them tried to stop them.

Finally, Zhao Zhu came to a relatively large experimental warehouse. He almost didn't need to go through other investigations. Zhao Zhu's intuition told it that that thing was in there. The strange things he saw just now were also The thing released, at this time, it should not have fully awakened, or it should have been suppressed just as it was about to awaken.

Zhao Zhu stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. The door was actually damaged. It was like a paper paste. The inside was almost hollowed out, and there was still a faint bloodshot, which should have been caused by Zhu Jianping's forcible entry.

Halfway through the door, it cracked open and turned into metal dust all over the place.

In front of Zhao Zhu, there is a huge pool. One side of the pool is black and the other is blood red~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Only the black side occupies a larger area, while the blood-colored area is very narrow, almost covered by forced to the brink.

Zhu Jianping's head stuck out from the **** water with a tired look on his face. He looked at Zhao Zhu who was standing on the other end, and shook his head helplessly, but his blood-stained hair was still clinging to his face. At least now, the aristocratic atmosphere is gone.

"Young Master, if you don't come, I'll be exhausted."

Zhao Zhu walked to the edge of the pool and put his hand into the pool. For a while, he felt a strong force pulling his hand hard, trying to pull him into the pool.

"roll!"

Zhao Zhu did not try to break free like most people subconsciously, because this is what the other party wanted. It had already woken up, but it was still suppressed by Zhu Jianping in the pool. Zhao Zhu pulled it out at this time. Then everything before Zhu Jianping was considered a waste of work.

Holding a fist in his hand, a force rippled out, and the power that had previously involved Zhao Zhushou was shaken away.

"Come out for a rest, I'll replace you." Zhao Zhu said.

While talking, Zhao Zhu took the initiative to enter the pool. This stalemate was actually a kind of helplessness, because he couldn't attack it, and he couldn't let it go.

Zhu Jianping is also welcome, he is indeed tired, but he has to wait until Zhao Zhu is sure to support the situation before going out to catch his breath.

Zhao Zhu, who entered the pool, felt as if he was stepping in a rushing vortex, but he had a physique of Bowen, so he stood firmly together at this moment, and a black pattern appeared on his body. , in an instant, Zhu Jianping's previous decline was reversed, and the situation was pushed to an evenly matched situation. (To be continued.)

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