Chapter 756: Paining Tuo Haohao (2)

Chapter 756 beats Tuo Haohao (2)
"How come it will appear here?" Tuo Haohao incomprehensible inquiry.
"I don't know, maybe it's the bad taste of the people in the array." Murong Xue said carelessly.
Tuobahao looked at the altar and raised his eyes: "It may also be a clue that the people in the array left us."
The people in the array are in this position, just to trap them here, will give them such a clever clue? Even if this altar is really a clue, it will never be a clue.
Murong Xue’s heart was squatting in the middle of his heart, but the face was calm:
That’s what the altar prince thought, what does this altar do?

"I don't know, I need to test it." Tuo Haohao said lowly, took a dagger with gemstones from his boots and gently tapped the altar. He only listened to the sound of 'Dangdang'. The shredded shreds of the silk fell off, revealing a golden glow...
"The altar has been disguised!" Tuo Hao's gaze, holding a dagger, aggravated the strength of the beat, 'Dangdang' burst into a burst, a smashing drop, a row of golden characters Slowly appeared on the altar: To break the line, you need to drop a drop of blood!
"Murong girl, we can go out." Tuo Haohao looked at the small print, laughing very gentle.
Murong Xue raised an eyebrow and looked at the small print, did not speak.
"Murong girl, drop your heart and blood." Tuo Haohao looked at Murong Xue, kindly reminded that the corner of his mouth was a strange smile: they dripped their blood, they could go out.
"You drop first." Murong Xue casually humbly, a lack of interest.
Tuoba Haojian's eyebrows are light and pick up. Knowing the way out, shouldn't she ecstatically run over? How could it be so embarrassing, is it: "Murong girl is afraid of writing on the altar, and I want the prince to experiment first?"
"No, I don't believe that this altar is a glimpse!" Murong Xue's eyes were cold and cold, and the people who were posing were trapped in a trap to trap them here, and then they got out of the altar and let them easily break the blood. Array.
Such a boring thing, only the brain can do it, can be made into this kind of puzzled person, definitely not brain damage, so the possibility of this altar is a glimpse of the eye, the heart of the blood is out, it is not credible .
It is his business that Takuya wants to go out through the altar. She will never use this altar...
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and turned to leave.
Tuoba’s rough face sank instantly:
Stand up, where are you going?

"Go to the real eye!" Murong Xue returned coldly.
"The altar is the eye!" Tuo Haohao has a word, and his eyes are sharp.
Murong Xue disdain: "It is not..."
"The prince said yes, it is, you are going to drop your heart on it." Tuoba slammed her words, and the strong voice had an unsuspecting command tone.
Murong Xue looked at him with a cold eye and looked at Tuohaohao: "Why is the big prince so anxious?"
"This puzzle is full of white, the prince has seen most of the time, has been annoying, and rushed out." Tuoba Hao no change, the heart does not jump.
"The big prince can drop blood on the altar and reprimand me what to do?" Murong Xue asked coldly.
"Because there is a small line under the gold word, it is written, how many people in the puzzle, how many drops of blood will be on it, everyone will leave together, now in the puzzle, there are two of us, even if the prince is alone Dropped blood, but also can not be separated from the puzzle!" Tuo Hao Hao cold interpretation.
"This way! Then I can only say sorry." Murong Xue eyes cold, in any case, she will never drop her heart on this strange altar.
Looking at her firm, alert look, Tuoba Hao's rough face sank instantly, his wrists turned over, and the hands of the daggers ruthlessly rushed toward Murong Xue.
Originally, he was prepared to calmly lead her to take the initiative to drop blood. Unexpectedly, she actually became suspicious and gave him a warning. No matter what he said, she would not drop blood, then he would help her: Heart blood, she dripped, not wanting to drop also drip!
Murong Xue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, and she knew that Tuo Haohao had made her heartless and bloody, and it was not so easy to force her to submit.
Stretching out the waist soft sword, Murong Xue smashed the Tuobahao's dagger, and the two men immediately hit each other. One red and one black and two figures were frequently intertwined, one long and one short and two silver flashed alternately. The violent and changeable moves are dazzling, and the strong killings are spreading rapidly between the two...
Rumble!
Suddenly and violently shaking under the feet, the fascination of the white scorpion is slightly distorted, as if it will collapse at any time...
Oops, someone was aware of this formation outside and was trying to get rid of it!
He tried his best to get Murong Xue into a puzzle, his purpose has not been reached, and he must not be so defeated!
Tuoba Hao's eyes are cold, and the slap in the face is swaying to Murong Xue!
Murong Xue was caught off guard and was hit in the chest. The sound of ‘噗’ spit out a blood, and the stars splashed on the altar!
The golden letters on the altar suddenly burst into a dazzling light, just like alive, fluttering back and forth on the altar.
The faint golden light emerged from the black lacquered altar, wrapped in the black stucco of the altar, quickly peeling off at the speed seen by the human eye, revealing a quaint stone altar, a pattern looming on the altar. Gradually become a piece...
Tuo Hao's eyes lit up, holding a dagger in his heart position, bringing out a bead and quickly rushing to the altar.
When the blood was on the altar, it was absorbed by the altar. The quaint altar instantly illuminates a ray of light and rushes into the sky. Then, the golden light refracts the two beams of light, which are covered by Murong Xue and Tuo Haohao. The golden Sanskrit floats outside the golden light, rotating rapidly...
Murong Xue had a very bad hunch in his heart. He wanted to leave the light column, but it was like a transparent film on the outside of the light column, no matter how she hit it.
Murong Xue’s eyes were cold, and the sword smashed toward the film on the light column. He only heard the sound of '铮', and the long sword was cut into a transparent film. The film was unscathed, but Murong Xue was numb by the shocking arm. The sword is getting unstable...
"Snow!" Qingyue’s call suddenly sounded. It was Ouyang’s less enlightenment, looking at the stone altar, the golden pillar of the sky, and Murong Xue, who was covered with golden light, Tuo Haohao, his poetry The appearance of the face was gloomy and terrible, the fingers flicked, and the fierce wind flew out, and the evil pilgrimage stage hit the past...
Just listen to ‘oh! 'A sound, the altar was broken, and the smashing shots of countless gravel, crumbs, skylight beams, Tuo Haohao, Murong Xueyan disappeared in the eyes, the white space is like a bubble, 'Peng' Broken down, turned into countless stars, dissipated in the transparent air...
(End of this chapter)