Chapter 1424: The Son is shackled

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The sound of the dust revealed an inscrutable smile, slowly said: "The secret can not be leaked!"
"Hey!"
Mu Qianxi listened, and he was not polite.
Lift the leg and kick the guy out of the temple.
"Black heart monk, I think you are owing to fight. In front of me, I still pretend to be a ghost, you think I will believe you!" Mu Qian screamed at him.
If the sound is dusty, the face grows up from the ground, and the hands are combined: "Buddha, can't say, can't say it!"
Mu Qianxi directly robbed the broom of the sweeping floor and knocked it directly.
"Hey!"
"It sounds like dust, I have been holding you for a long time."
"It’s just a slap in the face."
"..."
Some of the sweeping scorpions outside the temple have eyes wide, this...
The Son was beaten!
The tallest son of the Son is actually being beaten with a broom!
"Mu Gongzi, stop!"
"Mu Gongzi! No!"
"..."
Others can't stand it anymore and rush to persuade.
Mu Qian said: "Your Son has been seriously injured. You need to do this to save blood. If you want your Son to recover quickly, don't mess around and watch it."
"Hey!"
The head of Mu Qianxi said that he was the one who gave these guys a flicker.
Of course, it is also because they saw that their son was beaten, but there was no anger.
Yep! Maybe it’s really a cure for the Son, otherwise who would dare to do this to the Son.
Mu Qianxi was also exhausted, and the voice asked: "Mu girl, can be out."
"Go! I don't want to see you now."
Although the sound of the dust has not healed, but if it is not his willingness, she must not bully him like this.
"That barren retired."
The whole body hurts, and it’s not light!
It can be seen how big his grievances are, and the sound of the mouth is a little chuckle.
The evil spirits are known as the voices of the Sanskrit gods, and all the forces in the entire Quartet know.
Of course, this news also reached the North Han Temple.
"His Royal Highness, that evil spirit!" Someone went to report.
"A race that has long since disappeared and is proficient in the evil spirits. There is nothing to be afraid of! Even if they destroy the integration of the Quartet, it has nothing to do with me, because I have found the whereabouts of the Eternal Tripod."
At the beginning, I was particularly concerned about this inferiority, only because there was a constant success.
As long as he takes away the eternal trip, this plane is not worthy of his attention.
"It’s been so long, there is no news of the admiration, you really let the palace be very disappointed!" North Palace is absolutely gloomy.
"His subordinates are looking for the whereabouts of Mu Qianxi, and will never let His Royal Highness be disappointed!" His subordinates, sincerely and fearfully return.
After telling the world about this major news, the Fanyin Kingdom also greeted a feast.
Holy Scripture!
The people of the Sanskrit God Kingdom will go to the altar and listen to the Son to recite the scriptures and wash the soul.
Mu Qian said: "If the sound is dusty, then you break your body and go to the chanting!"
It is not a simple chanting, but the use of soul power, but his soul power has not yet fully recovered.
The sound is like a dust: "This holy ceremony is definitely the best time for them to start. So I can't be absent."
Mu Qianhui replied: "I guess too, their first goal should be you, the second goal is Mo Ling Wang Jing, but that thing is in my hands, do you want to use it?"
The sound of the sound shook his head and said: "I have already prepared a fake for the people, enough to fake the truth. As for the Lingling Wang Jing, there is evil power inside, this kind of thing is useless to us."
"But it is definitely a curse to fall in their hands."
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Speaking of that thing, I am studying in the past few days! That power is very strong and evil, but my neutralizing pharmacy has a bit of eyebrows. It is estimated that it will never last long, that thing can become improved. The harmless spirit of strength."
Hearing this, even the sound is a bit strange.
"Mu girl, can you do this?"
"You will not forget, who am I?"
Of course, he did not forget that she is the most powerful refining pharmacist in the Quartet.
He smiled and said: "If you can succeed, there may be no small gains, and at the same time you can smash the plot of evil spirits."
"I think so too, so I went to study pharmacy. I am going to go there on the day of the Holy Scriptures. So when you get killed, I will be saved."
The things in this Mo Ling Wang Jing are too stubborn, even if it is a thousand years to study for a while, to develop the agents that evolved them.
Soon, the day of the Holy Scriptures arrived.
On the way from the shrine to the altar, the people of the Sanskrit God Kingdom are full of various Vatican fragrances.
Throughout the country, Vatican is extremely rich.
Mu Qianxi also followed the ranks of the team. After the sound came to the altar, he sat on the futon.
At that moment, she felt that he was shining.
Mu Qianxi is also a glimpse. If she doesn't know that this guy is really black, she will be deceived by this guy.
The eyes closed and began to recite the scriptures.
Everyone listens to the scriptures with pure soul power.
The same is true of Mu Qianxi!
Their hearts have become more thorough!
Let go of all the killings, wash them together, bloody, sin!
Mu Qian’s eyelashes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He had to deny that the sound was really a magical person.
She did not resist this power, chose to accept, and seemed to feel relaxed.
It is not without reason that the Sanskrit Son is worshipped by so many people.
only……
These pilgrim believers did not find that Mu Qian, a refining pharmacist, found that the face of the sound was not very good.
Even she can influence, this definitely requires a lot of mental strength, how can this guy suffer?
Mu Qianxi wants to stop, but the sound of this state is dusty, and it is useless to stop.
"I can't support it, he should stop. Injure yourself and benefit others. This guy won't really be so selfless!"
A little bit of time passed, from the early morning to the noon, the sound did not stop.
Mu Qianqi himself has a feeling of being washed from the inside out, and the face of the sound is pale.
After finishing the last paragraph, he stopped and opened his eyes.
Everyone bowed down, "Thank you for the gift of the Son!"
"Thank you for the gift of the Son!"
Among the crowd, one person stood there proudly.
Even if the person is extremely ordinary, the sound is a sight of her.
And she, looking at him very unpleasantly at this time, let the sound brows slightly.
The scene that was swept by the broom that day was still fresh in his memory. Under such gaze he felt a pain in his body.
At this time, a laugh spread.
"The Son of the Son is a good chanting, but to become the Son of the Sanskrit God Kingdom, it is not enough to read the people's hearts. Strength is the most important thing."