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How did you get into this guy's hands? Still so young, was the third brother really killed by this person? Take my brother’s practice as an example. Will he never be able to catch up with a monk? How did you let him escape here? Where is big brother? The series of questions confused Hongshou.

Walking slowly, with an evil smile on his face, he gave me a finger with one hand, a drop of blood dripped from the fingertip, and turned into blood again in mid-air. He sucked the stuffy nose from the red hand, and his face looked comfortable. Comfortable.

"My third brother seems to have been killed by you, but I don't know. You are very different from my third brother. How could you hurt him? Oh, it seems that it was the help of those people just now. How could they Do you think it’s safe to hide behind a wall? Ha!”

The red hand didn't know it at the time, but when he entered the hole, the outside of the hole had been blocked by black ants, which were silent with mud. At this time, he had reached this place.

Fortunately, having brought a lot of dirt with them in the beginning, black devil ants have grown to nearly 100,000 years, expelling dirt from time to time and plugging a hole is enough.

I just stalled for time so that these black ants could block the hole, and saw the red hand looking like a sneer on his face, knowing that my practice was really hard to get into the red hand's eyes without being angry. He replied in a low voice: "This should be a blood film from two years old. No one killed you at that time. It seems that you are really lucky."

Your third brother wasn't killed in the first place, it was his own self-destruction that he thought was easier, otherwise, he might have died worse. "

Red hands listening to the cry of blood is the death of self-explosion. No wonder, in combat, practicing with these people, the more you are trapped, the better, but killing is not so easy.

I want to kill someone right away, but I guess I'm having some difficulty breaking down walls on my own. After a while, the politicians of the Northern Jin Dynasty came here as soon as they received the news, and then opened the city wall together, thinking that these people would not escape too far.

Ask the young man a few words first to see how many accomplices they have, and if he doesn't agree, let him try the power of these red hands.

"How did you come, and what is your name?" He said, "Your young man is going to die in front of his head, and his mouth is so stiff, and he has some bones, what is your name? How many are there? Why are they Going into the wall, why do you stay here? Can't they just take care of it?"

"Well, at your age, you pick up questions easily, but you don't have any questions today, so I want to talk to you?"

Hongshou heard this man so relaxed, and he also had some bad feelings in his heart. Looking back, there was nothing unusual. The whole cave was still painted with black paint, but God could feel that there was life in this wall. , only magical elves, and the low ones are very shallow. I do not think so.

"You talk too hard. You have to have something to fall back on and speak quickly so I can kill you before your help arrives."

Red Hand said, make a parallel movement with one hand, as if if you don’t tell me, I will kill someone.

I know he still has to delay for a while, this red-handed Mo Xin, Zhao Jingzhi at the same time, just like in the sacred period, you can break the wall and hurt others, or the hole will be clogged thicker, for sure.

I said: "Then, my name is me and I am just a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect. This kind of practice does not exist in the northern part of the Jin Kingdom. You probably haven't heard of it."