The Anarchic Consort

"Wei brother." Zhu Geyun looked at Helen Weiwei in a hurry: "You let the lord come back, it is not so simple to open the tomb door. If you go, I will at least have a chance to live."

Helen Weiwei smiled: "There are few clouds, you have to learn to trust your teammates."

Zhuge Yun really didn't know what to say. He just believed that he was still afraid of the sergeant in a strict sense. Otherwise, he couldn't call him to persuade him.

"It's okay." Helen Weiwei patted the shoulder of the boy: "It just opened the door."

Zhuge Yun wants to roar, what is called a door, this is not their own home, here is the cemetery, and it is still the Millennium Tomb!

Zhuge Yun knows that if the brother does not speak, the brother can not come back, his anxious face is whitish, and the hand on the mahogany sword is tightly smashed.

Looking at this scene, the sulking sigh of the heart is a little refreshing, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is getting thicker and thicker. Just waiting to see Zhuge Yun, their team is crying!

However, the Barry Gregoire did not put him in his eyes. The long hair of the micro-volume slid down the cloak, swept across the cold steps, as if it were dark in the night.

Under the dim torch, he lifted it freely, and his white teeth crossed his black gloves and tightened it. The handsome and clear face was like a smile and arrogance. It was an unusual movement. It was made by him but brought out a kind of high above, such as the aristocrats that only appeared in the Emperor movie.

Helen Weiwei looked at him, never had a moment like the present, and felt that he was a thoroughly demon.

Confuse the human eye and confuse people.

It seems that after the tomb, the magic of his body is stronger.

The kind of arrogance and omnipotence that is arrogant and omnipotent.

But no one knows.

In the eyes of the neon tiger, the other party is just a small white face that looks good.

All the exorcists stepped back, thinking that the other side always needs to do something to open the tomb.

But the Bailijiajue did not do much, and the smiling man pressed the finger of the black glove on the tomb.

Then, one hard!

A loud bang!

Oncoming is a cluster of black feathers that cross the sky and scream.

The sky fluttering and falling is like living.

The exorcists were shocked, all picked up the mahogany sword in their hands and pointed to the tomb!

Only the tall figure of Bai Lijiajue did not change a little. He walked with his long legs from the crowded feathers. As the feathers landed, everything in the tomb was far away and became the background against him.

The black is rising and the sky is empty.

He stood in the shadow of the feathers, like a smile, the smooth curve drawn by the chin, so that Helen Weiwei could not help but think of it. He once saw his scene in the devil world.

Under the ninety-eight-eight-mile mile, Huangquan Bilu falls and the other side blooms.

He walked there, his back was straight and his robes flew up, and he was able to tremble with countless monsters.

That is the king who really belongs to the dark.

Just like him now.

Compared with the elegance of the Bailijiajue, the rest of the people are like crazy. When they pull out the sword, they begin to want to cut off the weird feathers, for fear of provoking something unclean.

What they didn't think of was that the feathers were gone when they were raised, and there was no trace of disappearance.

"What is going on here?" The Neubi has never encountered such a strange thing, thinking that the feathers have gotten into their bodies and panic to shake.

Although this pedestrian is an exorcist, but after all, it is an ancient person. Without a ghost, there will be no other things.

When they find that their Taoism is not working, they will definitely panic.

The neon's face is still normal, and the rest of the people are not so shocked.

What made them feel incredible is that the Bailijiajue is still alive!

And there is no trace of injury on his body!

How can this be! ?

The nephew rounded his eyes and looked at Bailijiajue: "You, how can you have nothing at all!" Even if he is, he can't guarantee that he can come back alive, but the other person seems to be really like It’s as simple as pushing a door!

The Baili Jiajue did not even look at him, but he casually licked his own green shirt and white robe.

The neon has never been so contemptuous, and the voice is also hoarse: "Are you moving your hands or feet, or you are leaning over the evil spirits on the feathers, so..."

"Neon son." Before he finished the words of the tiger, Helen Weiwei interrupted him. The voice was uniquely lazy: "The feathers in your mouth are not real, but when you open the tomb, This situation will surely be encountered. After the millennium murals in the ancient tomb and the sudden contact with the air, the paint of the mural will fall off and volatilize, and after a wonderful reaction with the air, it will reach the human eye, just like it is really alive. Come over, in fact, it is just an illusion, otherwise how can those feathers disappear without seeing them? Nigong, before you doubt others, first move your mind to see what is on the wall of the cemetery."

Through the reminder of Helen Weiwei, the exorcists saw a black feather carved on the wall.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Of course, the laughter is the rhetoric.

The whole face of the Nihu is red, but there is nothing that can refute Helen Weiwei. He can only stay there and want to take back what he said before!

The exclamation of the exorcists still did not stop.

However, if you think about it, even the moment they just opened the tomb, not to mention other people.

Those who are truly calm from beginning to end, except for the big nephew in the distance, are the two foreign exorcists.

Moreover, what is the meaning of volatilization in this population?

Is this something that most people will know?

What is even more unexpected is that the old man in the official office agrees with his face: "This son said yes, the illusion of just opening the tomb, occasionally encountered when we robbed the tomb."

If it wasn’t for the other party’s mention, he would have forgotten it. It’s very shameful. He’s not a competent officer.

In this way, the old man turned to look at this pedestrian path: "There is a son who is, there is no need to follow the old, he knows more than the old, and the one who opened the tomb, fearless and fearless. I have never seen such a person since I was old, and I really admire it."

"Where, I just know a little fur, or I have to have an old man." Helen Weiwei has always been polite and polite, and he has bowed his head toward the old man.

The old man of the official battle was a little embarrassed at that moment, like, it is too much like...