Chapter 1295: Rule change

He explored the mystery and obtained three exemptions.
It is almost invincible to enshrine yourself with the power of the holy gun.
Do not say that the general Tianjiao, even if it is a Taoist, after he has dedicated himself to the killing of the holy gun, he can still kill at will.
But this situation should happen in the wilderness...
If Luo Luo and he met in the wilderness, still far from the main city, Luo Zheng will die!
Although the meditation is dedicated to itself, it does not lose dream points.
However, it was only after Luo Zheng’s play that the meditation was unable to hold back.
In fact, his best choice should be to take the lead to the wilderness. However, at first he felt that he was able to defeat and kill Luo Zheng with a holy gun. After he was passive, he has lost this opportunity. At that time, choose to offer!
This kind of practice is undoubtedly stupid. Next to it is the main city. Even after he has worshipped himself, his own strength has soared. It is impossible to kill Luo Zheng in the main city.
The end result is that the holy gun was confiscated by Luo Zheng...
At this moment, the stagnation in the heart of the meditation can be imagined. At this moment, seeing the illusion standing silently, he is so depressed and naturally finds someone to vent!
Not far from the illusion, when you hear the sound of the mourning, the body suddenly trembles.
"Don't go," Ji Nan whispered.
The face of the illusion flashed a complex color, and stood still in the same place.
"Sell goods! Don't forget where you are now!" The gaze stared at the whispering voice, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This illusion is still in his palace. In the fantasy battlefield, perhaps there is no way to take her, but once she leaves the fantasy battlefield, she is just a toy of her own...
The illusion licked his mouth, and a sad color appeared in his eyes.
Although the illusion has not been explained, but with the eyes of Jin Hai, Ji Nan and others, how can you not see the illusion is involuntarily?
In the end, the illusion still moved away from the meditation...
The smile on the face of the road is getting stronger and stronger. Before his dispute with Luo Zheng was because of the illusion, he suffered a loss at Luo Zheng, but Luo Zheng finally took nothing to help himself.
When the illusion was halfway through, Luo Zheng was once again blocked between the two, staring at the gaze with calm eyes.
"How?" The voice of the meditation sounded with a sardonic sound.
"Let her go," Luo Zheng said faintly.
"Yes," said the cheerful smile. "The gun is still me!"
Luo Zheng’s face showed a hint of hesitation... He really copied the plan to kill the holy gun.
At this moment, the mourning is also seen. Although Luo Zheng seems to be indifferent, he still attaches great importance to his companions. Although the illusion is just a hall of causality with him, Luo Zheng will not stand by.
"Ha ha ha..." The gaze of the meditation once again fell on the illusion, and ordered: "Take off your clothes, cheer for everyone, just dance a dance!"
Many onlookers of the warriors, when they heard the words of the meditation, suddenly showed a touch of excitement in their eyes.
The demon night women are all noble and glamorous, and their bodies can be seen at a glance.
The illusion bites his teeth, "The way! My..."
"Remember, you are not my woman, just my plaything, remember your identity, you have no choice!" The smile of the meditation became more and more intense.
In the view of the mourning, there is no room for rebellion at all, and this is the case in the outside world, so in the battlefield of dreams!
The reason is very simple. The holy guns are not only in the hands of the illusionist family. Many relatives including the illusion are imprisoned. The status of the meditation can be said to control the illusion, including the life and death of the people around her. The room for his command.
The illusion bite his teeth and his eyes swept on Luo Zheng, but he whispered, "Luo Zheng, will you return to the demon night with my king?"
My king, naturally refers to the king of the killing of the holy guns, referring to the smoke.
Suddenly heard this question, Luo Zheng slightly stunned, illusory and whispered, although he guessed a rough with Jinhai Ji Nan, but the ins and outs of it can not be guessed in detail, after all, Luo Zheng is not a prophet.
"I have been hoping for six years ago, I always hope that Luo Zheng and smoke can return..."
"Can save me from the Winter Palace..."
"I am still very young, my bones are only twenty-eight years old. I still have the chance to become the genius of the demon night. I don't want to be a plaything in the meditation. My talent... is stronger than him!"
"But I also know that the time in a few years is too short, it can't be so fast..."
"I may... I can't wait that day..."
The illusion is talking, and tears are pouring out of the eyes.
Not only is she looking forward to it, the entire sacred guns are humiliating and burdensome, all living, waiting for the day of the return of smoke.
The illusion is very clear about the consequences of today's disobedience. He left the fantasy battlefield, and her end will be very miserable.
But the illusion also understands that the meditation seems to be embarrassing to yourself, in fact, it is to levy it.
Now that there is already a clear understanding in the spirit of the illusion, she does not want to have any influence on Luo Zheng. At this moment, she wants to get an answer from Luo Zhengkou.
Looking at the expression of the illusion, Luo Zheng’s heart was touched by a piece of softness.
Helping the smoker return to the throne, so far belongs to a mess, even though he went to the Yin and Luo circles, sent people to sneak back to the demon night family, and then more killing and extinction will tell a secret hidden in the stars, but Luo Zheng was Trapped in the fairy palace, nothing can be done in six years!
He did not know that there are so many people in the demon night family that they have such great expectations for themselves...
Luo Zheng stared at the illusion, but reached out to wipe the tears on her face, nodded and spit out two words, "I, will!"
Just two words, let the illusion stop crying. After she nodded, she rubbed her eyes and went to the meditation. The face did have a sneer that was almost fabulous, sucking and sucking the delicate nose. Later, I said, "In fact, I always wanted to tell you, I think your talent on the martial arts, if it is not by yours, is almost a waste..." She paused for a while and continued: "It's more waste when you're in bed."
After the talk, the face of the illusion suddenly burst into a relieved smile, and it was very gentle and laughed, seemingly liberated.
She has been forbearing enough over the years.
She talked a lot about her words.
The demon nights are more unrestrained than the human races, so her words are unobtrusive.
Regardless of whether the style is unrestrained or not, the most intolerable thing for a man is that a woman exposes her shortcomings in person, even in the presence of so many people, and this illusion is just one of his many playthings!
"Hey..."
Not far from Ji Nan, his face was covered with a hint of reddish color, but could not help but laugh.
As for the many warriors around, there are some different looks on the face...
This kind of heavenly arrogance, the strong sea of ​​God, can not do that in the face?
Jin Hai was single-handed and his face was quiet, but his mouth was slightly picked up.
As for the demon, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter, and the laughter of the thick throat broke out.
The whole face of the meditation is stiff. He stares coldly at the illusion. He can’t wait to cut her directly with his gaze. Under the urgency, he actually laughed.
Ha ha ha... illusion, I didn’t expect to let you enter once. Dream battlefield, you are a long-term! Very good, very good... Do you know what the cost will be?"
"Dead," the illusion said calmly. Now, her wish seems to have been fulfilled under the promise of Luo Zheng. Anyway, she is tired of this kind of life and becomes the day of such people.
"No," he said, shaking his head. "How can I let you die easily? You should know the most powerful punishment of my demon night!"
The illusion replied faintly: "The punishment of the night."
"Yes, I want to take you, put your whole family into the punishment of the night... I want you to experience the unforgettable torture of the world! Hahaha..." The mood of the ecstasy is very excited, roaring wildly, he It can only be vented with this threat.
Luo Zheng’s heart is also a slight sigh. He only blames his own strength. He is strong enough to get back to the demon night family with a smoked...
However, at this time, a cold voice came from the ears of the people. "The rules of the battlefield change, the battle restrictions will be lifted in the main city, and the ban will be lifted."