Chapter 403: The Raiders (30) wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~

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The old dragon in the tower finally couldn't stand it anymore. He moved his body and tried to interrupt Ajin's flute, but Ajin was extremely flexible. She stepped away from the dragon tail waved by the old dragon, and the dragon tail took time to hit the wall. The whole pagoda shook with it.
Wu Dao lying on the ground with his face covered in dirty gray: "Lao Long! You take it easy!"
Where did Lao Long listen to his shouting? He kept waving the dragon tail to try to interrupt A Jin's flute. A Jin jumped lightly around him, and the flute in his mouth occasionally made a sound, It can be described as a taste, each has its own experience.
As the sound of Ajin flute strengthened, Lao Long's movements became larger and larger. As he moved the tower body every time he moved, the passage on the sixth floor behind him had already been revealed, but Ajin did I don't want to go.
She wanted to try, could the old dragon knock down this pagoda?
Several people inside the tower are already unbearable, let alone the people outside the tower. Lu Jingchuan looked at the people who vomited blood, but for a while, he could not tell whether it was a spy. After all, everyone here vomited blood, it seemed like The blood in the body does not need to spend money.
What's more, both ears and nose began to bleed. Lu Jingchuan couldn't help but admire in his heart. This spy was able to be ruthless in order not to expose himself. This bitter trick was really good!
However, reality did not give him more time to think. He cultivated to be no higher than the people here. He could only abandon these ideas and start to resist the sound of the flute.
Chen Yi looked at the elixir of failed picking again, and there was a deep rage in his heart. Who was blowing the flute! Can't it stop!
I wonder if he is responding to his words. The flute not only stopped but became louder. Chen Yi only felt a suffocation in his chest, and he spit out "wow" blood.
"I rely on! What a special power!"
Chen Yi couldn't care for the elixir, and ran to the distance after pulling his leg. He is now so low that the sound of the flute can hurt him so far away. He is a fool if he doesn't run.
Chen Yi didn't know how long he ran. He vomited blood twice in the middle. He didn't stop until the flute sound was not obvious.
He was holding a big tree and gasped quickly, his mouth full of rust, he took out a kettle and took a sip, spitting the remaining blood from his mouth on the grass beside.
Spitting, a figure approached quickly, and came to him in a few breaths.
"Why? Disadvantaged?"
Chen Yi wiped the blood on his mouth and looked at Yunxi disdainfully.
"Our well water doesn't violate the river water, you don't have to do business."
Yunxi didn't care about his attitude either. He looked at the surrounding environment and said, "If I guess right, should our mission be the same?"
Chen Yi's eyes flashed, and Ni Ni responded to him, "How is it? Isn't it?"
Yun Xi raised his smile: "Don't you find it strange? Although occasionally you will meet the task person in the task, but the same goal, the same task, I met for the first time, this Youjin hides in the end What secret do you not want to know?"
Chen Yi ridiculed: "If you know what it is, will you give you an extra reward? If you want to die, just go by yourself, don't pull me!"
Yunxi saw Chenyi turned and wanted to go, he said without hesitation: "I heard that a missionr killed the mission target before. It happened that this mission target was the son of the plane in the plane, although this person was later Planar blockade, but he took the children of the world and not only returned the whole body, but also became the best among us."
Chen Yi clenched his fists and looked back at him: "What do you mean? You let me kill the mission target?"
Yunxi shook his head: "It's not you, it's you and me. Anyway, this plane is not a normal plane. Even if the mission target is killed, we are at most deducted energy, which we can get from her. Compared to things, what are those energy counts? Don’t forget, this is the plane of self-cultivation."
The Spirit Pills of the Cultivation Plane can exchange energy. Although there are not many, the quantity will also change qualitatively.
Chen Yi thought for a moment, and did not immediately promise him.
"What are you waiting for?"
Chen Yi naturally couldn't agree to Yunxi's opinion. His mission had already been transformed. If they really joined forces to kill You Jin, Yunxi would be the punishment in the end. Things, why not do it?
He pretended to be worried: "I suspect that You Jin is also a tasker. If you and I join forces, how confident are you that you can kill her?"
Yunxi's eyes showed a bit of fierceness, and he suffocated enough for so long.
"I don't care whether she is a mission or not, can't we both kill one?"
Chen Yi secretly hid in his heart, he really thought that Yunxi could bear it, and now it seems that it is just disguised.
"In this case, five or five points after the event."
The two happily settled the matter and made a plan. After all, You Jinxiu is extremely high. If she is really a task person, she must also consider the props on her. This is not a simple matter. .
Just in the other direction of the two, a few kilometers away, Biyun was flying at a low altitude.
She didn't look at the various elixirs on the ground at all. She only searched for the whereabouts of several others. After they came in, they said less than two quarters of an hour. She flew so long that no one came across.
Both her and You Jin's communication symbols also failed. This ridiculously large mystery, if several people are really far apart, may not be able to find it after flying for three or four days.
Just when she was worried, there was a whistle suddenly in her ear. She slowed down and carefully distinguished. It was indeed a whistle and it was not very pleasant.
She thought for a moment and went in the direction of the sound of the flute~EbookFREE.me~If you remember correctly, you have a flute in your hand, and she saw it once a few decades ago.
As the distance shortened, Bi Yun's brows became tighter and tighter. The sound of the flute was not so good. It was extremely unpleasant. In desperation, she had to wrap her ears with spiritual force to prevent her from vomiting.
In the pagoda, A Jin continued to play, and the old dragon changed from a slow movement to a tumbling, and a heavy dragon breath filled the entire floor.
"Stop! Don't blow it!"
A strong and deep male voice suddenly sounded.
A Jin stopped his flute and flew into the air to look at Lao Long: "Wake up? How do you sleep?"
The huge dragon head moved slowly from top to bottom in front of A Jin. The old dragon was dark red, and a pair of erect pupils were cold and calm.
Ajin looked at the long beard in his mouth, and somehow looked like a lobster, and wondered whether the braised dragon meat was delicious.
"Human, you bother me!"