Nine Cents Refining

The monks who follow Linger, at this time, may be thinking, not how to avenge the Linger, but how to behave themselves.

The heart could not help but burst into sorrow, and the two dragons screamed loudly. When they were ready to burst into full force, they heard the sound of meditation in the ear: "Two dragons, you come back first, we are in the dark, we can’t lose our position. And look at the results of the ghosts' deliberations, I believe that justice is in the hearts of the people, they will make the right choice."

The second dragon looked back and saw a calm meditation. After seeing the meditation, he was slightly stunned by Sun Haosun.

The heart slammed.

If the spirit is fallen, you should never be so calm.

Moreover, Sun Hao Sun Shen Xiang has come to the magic, and the name of He Hewei has been created within the burial sky market. It will not. What is wrong with it?

Ghosts like the wind laughed: "Is still the main body of the temple, how about it? Dragon King, you can give me back!"

The gods were convinced, and the power of the gods was destroyed in nine days and ten days. They were suppressed in the body of the second dragon and pressed him back to the seat.

The second dragon sat down on the chair and his face turned red. He said loudly in his mouth: "A good elder, just got the blessing of my family, you can call the power of the palace to suppress Laozi, this great grace, I remember it."

The ghost shrugs like a wind: "It is not important to remember that the Dragon King remembers to fulfill your duties as a spiritual family. Well, everyone, we are now voting, remembering the words of the Lord." This vote must be objective and fair, and truly express your true wishes. I will keep an eye on..."

His words were not finished. Outside the Pluto Palace, a crisp, weak voice came over: "Yes, everyone must choose the road objectively and fairly. Don't make a mistake and become a hate..."

The sound was very soft, and when I heard the ears of the monks, a pitiful feeling came to life.

The light footsteps came along, and the Linger, who had just exploded in the hall, accompanied by an innocent little boy, appeared at the door of the main hall.

There was no veil on his face, and there were no scars on his face. At the door of the main hall, Yingying said to the monks, "You are a friend, you are a ghost, you can't miss a comment from Linger..."

The ghosts in the hall shouted at the ghosts, but at the same time, they realized that the little lord who had just exploded was just a substitute, and this may be the real lord.

The monks of the Linger camp could not help but look over and said with a loud voice: "I have seen the Lord of the Temple, and the Lord of the Lord has come just right. At this time, I am asking the Lord of the House to preside over the overall situation."

Ghosts are like the wind, but they are turned upside down.

How could this be, how could this be?

What went wrong? Where is the problem?

How did Linger escape, how could there be a substitute, he did not understand now.

The only thing that can be affirmed is that today, Dayi is afraid that it is really a branch.

Linger walked into the hall lightly, and looked at the eyes with the meditation. He nodded slightly to Sun Hao, and was grateful. When accompanied by Xiao Zhang, he came to his seat and did not sit down. He stood like this. The opposite ghost is far away.

Ghosts like a faint smile: "The Lord of the Lord is a good means, admire and admire."

Among the weak voices of Linger, there is a trace of sorrow: "The elders are the heart of good deeds, the means of poison, the first is to force the magic to be like the spirit, and then to the spirit into the eighteen layers of hell, if not If there are some means, such as the spirit, there are noble people who help each other. At this time, it must be overwhelmed."

Ghosts like the wind, one haha: "There is no one to talk about, the words can not be said indiscriminately, there is no evidence, just say it, but it is a joke."

Ghosts and spirits shook their heads gently: "The evidence is not important. The spirit is here. For the time being, there is no meaning for you to settle accounts. Linger now, the most important thing is to let the friends of the Pluto Temple understand the most. Basic facts..."

After that, Linger turned to face the monks in the ceremony, and the wrist flashed a token: "Do you know what this is?"

The elders looked at the ghosts like the wind, and the ghosts shook their heads like the wind.

Within the hall, the monks said, "I have seen the ghost king."

Linger nodded slightly: "Well, everyone knows well. Now, Linger is urging this order, so that you can see the secrets of my Pluto, really unknown."

After that, with a wave of whip, the ghost king ordered to fly to the middle of the hall.

Linger hit a token on the token, and the token emitted a milky white brilliance, showing a scene.

The monks carefully observed, but now, this is just the home of ordinary mortal. At this time, someone in this family should have just passed away, and it is covered in white, and it is doing funeral.

On the other side of the scorpion, a faint airflow floated up, as if it had been attracted by what force, and got into a white cloud.

As soon as the picture turned, the airflow that had just been attracted by the white clouds had turned into a cloud of clouds and appeared in the sneaky.

Linger’s words rang out: “The reason why the Ghost King left the first article of iron law is simple. That is, my true source and true roots are actually the Terran, and I lost the roots of the Terran. I will not have a ghost. Any new yin, there is no new Yin spirit, and even if I am a ghost repair, I will lose any possibility of the birth of the younger generation. Now, you friends, you still feel that we are closing the passage of the Big 6 and the natural world is really The best choice?"

The scene boiled up instantly, and the ghosts were talking about it.

The ghost is like a wind, and a gust of wind rushes toward the ghost king in the hall. There is a violent voice in his mouth: "The demon confuses the public, pretends to be a ghost, what breaks the token, and gives me death."

A loud bang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ghost Wang was hit and thrown up, but it was not broken like a ghost waiting for the wind.

Instead, there was a burst of white light that illumined the ghost.

The ghost is like a wind, the body moves, a layer of yin wind, blocking the body before the body, forming a gas shield, blocking the white light.

However, the block is blocked.

But among the white light, there was a tall, purple-black scorpion ancient monk who grew up with six arms.

The **** of the two dragons screamed and said loudly: "Ghosts and kings, and they are called magic orders. You are a ghost like a wind. It turns out to be a magic scorpion. It is no wonder that every effort is made to bring my ghosts into the devil world. No wonder it will be so devastating." Such as the spirit, you friends, everyone opened their eyes to see clearly, do not be tempted by the devil's spies, bring my ghosts into a situation of annihilation..."

Ghosts like a wind sighed a little, and Angha laughed: "What breaks the mirror, you say that he can illuminate the demon? He refers to the deer as a horse, framed the seat, the ghost is like a spirit, you break this trick..."

In the voice of the voice, a yin rushed to Linger. At the same time, the body was pulled up, and the palm of the hand was flying, and the palm of the hand was taken away, and it was shot in the direction of Linger.

The picture is poor.

Already almost debunked, then come hard, speak hard.

Linger looks as usual and stands on the spot.

Behind the meditation, a figure jumped out, and the palm of the hand rushed over to the ghost. (To be continued.)