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But Xuan Yuan had no time to admire the moonlight, and his heart was now as cold as the lake.

The altar is so tragic and sinister. It is full of evil curses, which is more horrible than the anthrax virus. Even if a butterfly flies, it is a biochemical crisis.

At a glance, Xuan Yuan saw the long hair floating in the water, and was about to reach out, and Sheng Lingyuan's biting voice sounded in his ear: "Don't you dare to pull your hair again, and hit your nine people."

"Well, just wander, I will move the household registration to the collective collective book when I go back," Xuan Yuan said quickly, "but the butterfly ..."

"know."

"So what!"

At this time, a large "wild animal" threw a dog planer, screamed and rushed into the water, Xuan Yuan lifted his feet and hung the goods, and looked intently, it was Yang Chao.

"Graduated?"

While crying, Yang Chao embraced Xuan Yuan's thighs with his limbs and land, and almost stripped off the only complete clothes on their leader.

Xuan Yuan pulled the belt hard, angrily, "What are you doing ?!"

Yang Chao couldn't cry.

Sheng Lingyuan suddenly asked: "Is Qingping here? How much?"

Xuan Yuan failed to correct his words and quickly translated the past. Yang Chao "snapped" and said, "Five ... no, sigh ... six or six."

Xuan Yuan: "..."

History can't be memorized, and counts less than ten can't be counted. Why do young people think so much now?

Sheng Lingyuan: "Including you and me, there are exactly eight people."

Xuan Yuan held his belt, didn't protect his shoes, and between talking, one shoe had been picked up by Yang Chao: "Are you ... hiss ... Are you sure? Your unit of measurement for some of my classmates is not 'a', It's the head! "

"Just live." Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and pressed it towards the pond. His palm seemed to have some kind of mysterious gravity. When he pressed down, the water surface sank suddenly, revealing a vortex. Rolled out.

Yang Chao's loud voice predicted the schedule for them. The Wang team heard the movement and yelled, "Go away!"

He took off his coat and threw it into the water, but his clothes did not float away, as if sticking to the water. The king team stretched out his clothes and the water surface was sucked up by his coat. He made a "meter dam" one meter high out of thin air, which exactly intercepted the three people who were rushed out.

The others rushed up and hurriedly dragged three of them out of the water.

The water dam "cracked" and broke, and the Wang team saw the people they pulled up. They were shocked to see that the smoke had dropped: "No ... this is the suspect? Now the suspect's face value is so high?"

He hadn't seen Sheng Lingyuan, but Ping Qianru watched the big devil in Chiyuan Hospital from a close distance. When he heard the sound, he turned on his back and scared "Mom".

Sheng Lingyuan ignored them: "Little demon, real fire!"

Although the "Bluetooth" link violates personal **, it is not completely unhelpful, at least in this case, the communication time is greatly reduced.

Sheng Lingyuan didn't need to speak, his mind moved slightly, Xuan Yuan already understood what he wanted.

Xuan Yuan cut through the tip of his middle finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and when the blood was detached from the skin, it quickly turned into a real fire and flew into the air.

Sheng Lingyuan took materials on the spot, and a row of fake trees nearby fell down in response, and the leaves and leaves rolled into human shapes on the spot.

Sheng Lingyuan: "Lend some lively popularity."

A few people present didn't recognize the tone of his accent, but at the same time felt a shudder flowing through his body, like standing naked / naked / physically in the winter snow, and the northwest wind swept away their body temperature relentlessly.

The fire of Xuan Yuan suddenly shattered into countless points of light, nailing the lively popularity to the five hearts of each dummy.

The dummy's hollow eyes glowed with fire.

When Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand, they flew out and fell to eight positions on the mountainside according to the Fuxi gossip position.

At the same time, everyone had a strange feeling, as if they suddenly developed a second perspective, and the dummy flew into the distance.

When the dummy landed, the altar had completely floated on the water.

"Boom".

A large number of mirrored flowers and moon butterflies were submerged in the pond water, but there were still countless fishes flying out of the caves in groups, stretching and gracefully traveling among the false vegetation. This hilltop forest is like a legend Forest of fireflies.

Later, the butterfly received some kind of guidance, began to diverge, and flew towards the dummy.

Through the dummy's eyes, several people can "see" swarms of butterflies hovering over their heads, some close enough to see the happy faces on their wings.

Rao is an experienced field worker, and this will also make him sweat coldly.

Gu Yuexi murmured, "What is this ..."

Sheng Lingyuan said in some blunt modern Chinese: "Read a word with me."

Xuan Ye heard that it was a witch's language, probably because they were afraid they couldn't learn it. Sheng Lingyuan spoke slowly, speaking relatively backward, and looked low and gentle.

It ’s taboo to say something that you do n’t understand with others. This is what the Lingering Staff ’s first induction training class said, but Sheng Lingyuan ’s voice seemed to have some kind of temptation. They followed for a moment, involuntarily repeating that pronunciation in their hearts.

The hovering butterflies seemed to hear something, and the stars fell beside the fake people, among the branches and leaves, in the grass, as if inlaid with a broken diamond.

Xuan Yuan read the Witch tribe first, and he felt the meaning of that sentence from the connection with Sheng Lingyuan-it was a call similar to "coming back".

Although Sheng Lingyuan has a dark heart and can hang his teammates backhanded at any time, Xuan Yuan just feels that he will not do any small moves in this matter ... After all, the last Dongchuan Altar was also sealed by his own hands.

The shaman's mantra flowed from people's mouths, the fire in the dummy's eyes became more and more vigorous, and the butterflies were gradually attracted and penetrated into the dummy's body.

On the highway in the distance, the street lights are on time, and innocent cities and villages are preparing to sleep or start a carnival.

The lanterns were on, and the fireworks on the earth were blurred.

On the mountainside, eight dummy bodies filled with mirror flowers, water and moon butterflies were lit by the butterflies, and they looked at them from a distance, as if they were the gods of a few towns. They looked so solemn that they would not belong to this world. Pinned in the mountains.

"What the **** is that on the mountain?"

At the foot of the mountain, Yue Degong's disciples and grandchildren were shaken and shaken by the strange movement of the mountain. At this time, he was shocked and raised his telescope to look at the mountain.

The Mirror Flower Water Moon Butterfly is very small, and a large group gathers together, and can not see what it is from a distance, but can only see the flowing fluorescence.

"Hurry up, tell Master, ask what to do?"

At the foot of the mountain, the old man in the gray costume also saw the scene, and he immediately reacted-the contents of the forbidden ground underground of their "mine" were turned out.

The old man in Tang costume said with astringent voice: "No matter what they turn out, they cannot be left alive from this mountain."

Their ancestors and grandfathers lingered here and there, but the festivals and offerings could not be received, and fame and fortune had become pediatrics-for many years, many believers who had been "saved" by the master had worshipped them as gods.

Over time, the "masters" themselves had an illusion, as if they were not born into a race with ordinary people.

The consequences of leaking the secrets in the mountains, they dare not think.

No matter whether he was in Penglai, Yuedegong, or his disciples and grandchildren, at this time, he was anxious to catch the inner ghost who had leaked the "natural machine" and smashed his body 100 times.

"Fire ..." The old man in the Tang suit squeezed a sentence into his teeth, "Fire!"

The disciples, who carried special "machines / guns", received orders and fired at the top of the mountain.

Do n’t need to aim, the meteor-like white light flew out from those “guns / mouths” with large mouths, tore the night, and smashed down the mountain.

"Boom", the first white light hit the ground, and the fake woods on that half of the hillside were blown up. The white light directly penetrated the ground and hit the white bone pile of the Witch's Mound.

Those bones that had been parasitized by butterflies and burnt from the fire were immortal, and were stunned.

"Mithril!" The team opened his eyes wryly. "How could they have Mithril ?!"

Xuan Yuan: "What?"

"The weapons of mass destruction just researched and developed by the institute are specifically targeted at various catastrophic mutant species," Wang said quickly, "I ... **** fucking, isn't it still in the experimental stage ?!"

The butterfly that was originally sucked into the dummy's body was startled by the sky explosion, and it seemed to fly out of the dummy.

Sheng Lingyuan knelt down on one knee, and whispered the sorcerer's words that Xuan Yuan had not heard on the other end, and his straight back bent faintly.

At the same time, Xuan Yuan, who was forced to share his feelings, felt a heavy pressure, like a mountain fell on his shoulder, and he had some breathing difficulties for a while. Then, he "heard" Sheng Lingyuan was under such heavy pressure. Depressed and shook God a bit, involuntarily recalling what Alozin had said before he died.

It was a witch's language, and Sheng Lingyuan refused to translate it at that time. Xuan Yuan finally understood the idea through the connection between the two.

That was actually a congratulation. Arozin said: "The mountain **** is above, the ancestors are above, His Majesty the Emperor, my Arozin and the witch family, I wish you a long life."

"Abyss and Mars are immortal, His Majesty is immortal, his spirit is immortal, his blood is endless, and his body is immortal."

"Long live a thousand years, get rid of ghosts."

Xuan Yuan fought a severe chill. The next moment, eight dummy fires caught fire, rolling thousands of mirrored flowers into a tongue of fire, and all the little faces on the butterflies turned into revenge.

Yang Chao screamed suddenly, tumbling on the ground, as if being burned by fire.

The piece of "Mithril" began to fall like a meteor. The Kings slammed the ground with a punch, and all the water on the mountain was smashed by him, condensing into several waterfalls, facing the Mithril bullet .

Unfortunately, the power of contemporary technology is not something he can fight alone. Mithril bullets are not afraid of water at all. They just stagnate slightly and immediately break through the barrier of water flow.

The Kings roared: "Zhang Zhao! Click!"

The other male player under his hand responded to pick up a pocket watch from his neck. The crowd only heard a "click" in their ears. Except for a few of them, everything around them was still.

Old Luo Hepingqian picked up Yang Chao from left to right, spreading Xuan Ye's back wings, and raised Sheng Lingyuan, who was kneeling halfway there: "Go!"

The male player named "Zhang Zhao" was able to pause time!

Unfortunately, there was only one moment, and the next moment, the Mithril bullets stopped in mid-air hit them at a faster position.

"He can only hold it for a second!" The roar of the Wang team shouted. "After one second, the next second has to be fast-forwarded at twice the speed. It is a wastewood. Don't expect him too much! Birdman, you can still take people ?"

Xuan Yuan felt that it might be due to his attributes. As soon as he met the Kings, the Qi field would not deal with it very much: "As long as you are not afraid of hot!"

That's what he said, but the next moment, he still converged the fire on his wings, and plunged to the ground.

In a critical moment, everyone's potential was stimulated, and everyone was agile as an athlete, squeezing his flat wings.

At that time, Xuan Ye felt that his shoulder blades were almost broken by these shameless stuff-especially when the girl Ping jumped up!

"You guys ... can you average the weights on both sides!" Xuan Yuan gritted his teeth and broke a sentence, "Which **** is lame ?!"

Team Wang: "Hot, hot!"

At the same time, Sheng Lingyuan, who was forced to share his feelings, followed with a pump, as if he had been pressed on something heavy, and flung forward, hitting his chin on Xuan Yuan's shoulder.

Both men groaned at the same time, but Xuan Yuan suddenly found that this sympathy seemed to help him share some of the weight.

He immediately took a deep breath, accelerated sharply during Zhang Zhao's one-second pause, and rushed out of the second wave of Mithril bullets.

The next moment, Mithril accelerated to fall, and the mountains were as bright as day.

Only then did he see the altar of the witch tribe in the sky shrouded in pale light. 2k novel reading network