Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 165: Strong Thunder

Chapter 165 Strong Thunder

Meng Fuling even brought a knife and was bounced out by the golden light. The black curtain was also taken down by his flying body. Meng Fuling was curled by the curtain and fell to the wall.

Xiaolan panted heavily, and quickly touched her chest.

Although the jacket was cut out, the body did not suffer any harm.

Xiaolan looked at the place where the metal fell.

There is also the last gleam of golden light shining slightly.

slowly becomes lighter.

is the hairpin of the flower bush.

is the hairpin that Taoist reminds him of the flower bushes he brought on his body before departure.

I forgot it, it is still lying in its own pocket.

At the moment when I was really on the verge of death, it appeared and blocked the most deadly blow for me.

The golden light is getting faint.

Disappeared.

The hairpin has changed back to its original look.

Xiaolan could feel that something on it also disappeared with the dimming of the golden light.

Xiaolan could only stare at Meng Fuling by the candlelight beside the stone bed.

Meng Fuling was quiet for a few seconds, and then the body wrapped in the black curtain moved a little bit.

Before others got up from the ground, the creepy laughter came first.

"Hahahaha...Oh, oh, you are so strange, how come there is always something inexplicable to save you..."

The dark group stood up, his pale hand stretched out from the cloth, and he tore off the curtain covering his body.

It was not the perverted expression as expected, Meng Fuling still maintained that handsome, calm, pure and harmless look.

As soon as he looked at his expression, Xiaolan's anger didn't hit him.

is still deceiving people, this person really can’t kill him.

But...

Xiaolan glanced at the icy corpse on the stone bed from the corner of her light, and then fixed her eyes on Meng Fuling, who was standing still by the wall.

What the **** is going on?

"What the **** are you?" Xiaolan raised his right hand and summoned Panlong Pond, "Is it dead or alive?"

Yuxuan stood trembling behind Xiaolan, reaching out to lift the candle on the stone bed.

"Didn't you find me? You want to ask me?"

"You are dead? Are you?"

Meng Fuling smiled contemptuously, "He is dead, but I am not."

"It's him for a while, and me for a while," Xiao Lanping raised Panlongchi up and cursed, "I think you really have a bad mind and you should go to death."

"Tsk tusk," Meng Fuling put his hands on his chest and shook his head.

"Give yourself a knife, you."

"Why are you still scolding Master?"

"What's wrong with you, I'm going to beat you to death now."

"Only you?"

"……"

I feel something is wrong.

Yuxuan originally watched the battle nervously and tightly, but saw that Xiaolan, who is usually full of reason, was spitting out lotus and passion with the enemy.

Is this what should happen at this moment?

I...do I need to do something?

"Okay, it's boring to be so noisy," Meng Fuling waved his right hand, raised the tip of the knife and pointed at the two of them. "I know you are just delaying time to find a way to deal with me. It's useless. Lao Luo will worry about me, I have to go back as soon as I solve you..."

Nine...Nine days!

Xiaolan stared angrily, "Jiutian and Lao Luo are also what you can call!"

**** thing!

Facing Meng Fuling who was rushing straight, Xiaolan lifted Panlong Pond to her chest, and placed her right index finger on the edge of the Eight Diagrams pool, accumulating her energy, concentrating the energy in her body to the fingertips and swiping hard.

Since you don’t understand gossip, use random hexagrams to attack.

Just bet this is an attackable hexagram.

The Eight Diagrams Pool spun up quickly, and soon, a hexagram image fell to the pointer of the Tianchi.

can not read it.

Otherwise, use Panlongchi to shoot Meng Fuling to death.

Nothing happened, Meng Fuling was still the same Meng Fuling who rushed towards him with a knife.

Alas, what are you expecting?

Xiaolan directly erected Panlongchi in front of her chest as a shield to block the blow.

I didn’t think about what to do if I couldn’t stop it.

There is no need to think about it.

Because, in front of the knife and the man, a loud chant sounded from the door of the secret room.

"Strong Thunder!"

A azure light flew away.

The light group quickly approached the three of them, and finally hit Meng Fuling on the back.

Meng Fuling's figure was blurred, like the ghost of the characters on the TV when the TV malfunctioned.

But only blurred like this.

Soon, Meng Fuling, who was hit hard, flew up.

was beaten to fly. This is.

But this direction...

Meng Fuling was clearly beaten to Yuxuan and herself!

Xiaolan made a choice between making a knife for him and protecting Yuxuan, and finally hugged Yuxuan and slipped away.

The two dodge to hide at the door.

Meng Fuling really fell to where he stood just now.

The two groups are like simply swapping venues.

"Dog stuff! Jiutian and Lao Luo are also called by you?!"

More angry curses sounded from the door.

A bright white light enters the darkness.

Xiaolan hugged Yuxuan, who was still in shock, and looked at the door gratefully.

Two slender figures finally appeared, bringing a long-lost sense of trust and security.

"Lao Luo!" Xiaolan exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't be afraid of Miss Xiaolan," Lao Luo nodded with a smile, "We are late, how are you."

"It's great that you didn't believe this bad guy's words!"

"Are you still worried about this," Luo Jiutian took the time to stretch out his hand and rub Xiaolan's head. "In this era, even children know that what looks like a good person is not necessarily a good person, and what looks like a bad person is not necessarily Bad."

"Hmm!" Xiaolan agreed happily.

immediately found something wrong.

What does mean, say I look like a bad person?

"I just didn't expect that this Baiyunqi kid really had a bad intention." Lao Luo smiled and looked at the location of Meng Fuling's fall.

"He is not from Baiyun!" Yuxuan shouted angrily.

Xiaolan comforted Shun Yuxuan's hair.

"Where is the other person?" Lao Luo's voice suddenly came in a vigilant and low voice.

Ok?

Xiaolan turned to look back, and the stone bed was really empty.

Only the corpse of Meng Fuling lay quietly on the stone bed.

"Run?" Luo Jiutian's voice.

Murderous spirit is coming again.