Vol 5 Chapter 817: Despair of the cold child

Looking at the young man who appeared out of thin air, the face of the cold child suddenly changed. When the look on the pretty face was dignified, looking into the eyes of the young Chinese costume, it was full of hatred.
"Oh, I didn't think that the great lady of the Tangshan Hanshan tribe would have been so impressed with me, but some of them made me flattered." The young man in the Chinese costume looked cloudy and sneered in his mouth.
"Ink Xiaoguo, what do you mean by this! You are a way of mellow, secretly tracking behind this girl, you are not afraid to lose your face!"
I ignored the sneer of Mo Xiaoguo, and the cold screaming in the mouth of the child, the foot retreats indefinitely, wanting to open some distance with the ink.
But the small fruit of the ink seems to have seen through the intent of the cold child, and the cold face reveals a mocking smile.
"Miss Handa, this Taoist advises you to save the effort, since this Tao will appear, then you can't escape my palm." Mo Xiaoguo's mouth rose, sneer and said.
His voice just fell, and from the heavens and the earth around him, four black monks suddenly came out. These four black monks were wearing bronze masks, and the atmosphere was cold and cold, without the slightest fluctuations. It is four cold dead bodies. But they are all cultivated as extraordinary. Everyone is trained in the late stage of the spiritual world, far from being comparable to ordinary monks!
Looking at the four black monks who were standing in the square, the face of the cold child changed slightly, especially when she saw the slight fluctuations in the four people, the face was even more ugly.
"Amazing land?!"
After careful examination for a while, the face of the cold child was gloomy and ugly, and the pretty face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
"Ink Xiaoguo, you are really a good means, even if you have used it all the time, it seems that you are prepared, and you are not prepared to let the girl live here."
As the apple of the Hanshan tribe, the eyes of the cold child are far from being comparable to ordinary monks. Naturally, it is the horror of knowing this heaven and earth.
Once it falls into the battlefield, it is equivalent to blocking the entire piece of heaven and earth. If you do not have to smash the law, you can’t escape. Even the sound of jade, you can’t send one. .
"You are the baby granddaughter of Han Lianshan's father. The means of life-saving should not be weaker than my own. I will not be underestimated. If you are lucky enough to leave, I am afraid that it is me."
Ink Xiaoguo smiled faintly, his right hand slightly indicated that the four black monks immediately smashed their hands and put on a strange law. When the body rushed, they were intertwined, like a huge thin. Net, this side of the world is shrouded in the net.
In an instant, the whole world seems to have been sealed, and even the clouds in the sky are immediately solidified and cannot be dispersed from here.
Feel the meaning of the encirclement of the surrounding, the face of the cold child is ugly to the extreme, a pair of beautiful eyes when looking at the small fruit, it also reveals an unprecedented cool color.
"You don't really think that with such a seal, you can block the gods of the heavenly monks. If the girl has a little damage, my grandfather will come suddenly, and you will still be able to escape!" After a sigh of relief, the cold child snorted.
"The ancestors of the ancestors are indeed terrible, and their means are very reasonable. It is a pity... Your grandfather himself is hard to protect himself. How can he save you?" The voice of Mo Xiaoguo paused, and immediately and unscrupulously Laughed.
"If it is not the priests in the family who expect that your grandfather will die soon, I decided to take a shot at your Hanshan tribe. How can this Taoist come to find you trouble? You should not know it. At the moment, outside the Hanshan City, it is already under the city!

The words of Mo Xiaoguo are like a heavy punch, falling on the heart of the cold child, making the face of the cold child change, and the whole person is also instantly lost.
Just when the chilling child lost his heart, the eyes of the ink in the eyes of the ink were flashed, and the figure suddenly appeared in front of the chilly child, and a punch was quickly shot.
The feminine boxing wind awakened the cold child, her face changed constantly, and it was too late to think about the words of the small fruit. The jade bracelet on one arm flew immediately, like a green phoenix, toward the ink. The fruit hits.
boom! !
A fierce roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and when the green phoenix was torn apart, the figure of the cold child also came out instantly, and there was blood overflowing from the corner of the mouth.
Although her cultivation is extraordinary, it is still the beginning of the spiritual world, and the small fruit of the ink is the mid-term cultivation of the spiritual world. At this moment, the hand is handed over, and the cold child naturally does not prevail.
In addition, her heart was flustered, worried about the true and false words that Mo Xiaoguo had just said. It was only a few strokes, that was, she was seriously injured by a small punch, like a broken kite, falling to the ground.
"I have heard about the Hanshan Stars of the Hanshan tribes. It is a well-known technique of refining the body. Once it is a big success, it can be moved to the mountains and broken stars. Today, it is just like this."
After the eyes swept across the ground, the face of Mo Xiaoguo showed a mocking color, and said sarcastically.
After hearing his words, there was a layer of anger on the pretty face of the cold child, but there was no rebuttal, but two coughs were repeated, overflowing with blood.
"Since you are so weak, then this Tao is not interested in playing, or it will send you on the road." Mo Xiaoguo shook his head in disappointment, and said coldly.
As soon as his voice fell, the figure of the cold child was swaying out, not rushing toward him, but rushing away from the barren mountains in the distance.
"This Tao has long said, this piece of heaven and earth has been blocked, no one will come to save you, you still die this heart." Looking at the cold girl's move, Mo Xiaoguo first slightly sighed, even if even Shaking his head, said in a cold voice.
For him, the sorrowful child can naturally hear it, but he did not pay attention to it, but rushed toward the barren mountain more quickly, and there was light flowing in the eyes.
"The guy's repair is not low. If he is teamed up with him, maybe there is still a chance!"
At this point, the speed of the cold child is a sharp increase, but it is not hesitating to burn himself to accelerate the galloping towards the barren hills.
Seeing this scene in front of him, although the little fruit of the ink did not know the specific intentions of Han Yuer, but it was also vaguely aware of one or two. After the cold light in the eyes flashed, it was step by step, and immediately caught up with the galloping. The cold child.
"It's here!"
The voice of Mo Xiaoguo is so powerful that it is like a gathering of black light in a fist, and it is very fast to the cold child.
Looking at the barren hills that are already in front of me, the eyes of the cold children show their unwillingness, but the pretty face is covered with a sense of despair.
But when the punch of the little fruit of the ink was about to fall, from the barren hills, a powerful spiritual fluctuation suddenly swept out, and the horrible spiritual power made the ink of the small fruit, followed by A glaring silver shines through the sky!