Chapter 1224: Dust

Wang Shichong first prepared the living room for Yi Tengcheng and his entourage, and then took the same round for the niece of Ito’s living, Dong Shuni, and hosted a dinner hosted by Ito Sei, who changed back to become the master of Luoyang City. Own room.
"Adult, I have used the letter pigeon to send a message to Yang Xuyan, I believe he will soon come back." Before Wang Shichong left, Dong Shuni exhaled as the blue to report to Ito.
"Well." Ito became a little bit to understand.
"Go, go out to activities." After Dong Shuni and Wang Shichong disappeared completely, Ito Cheng turned to look at the real night, Asian night, Miyajima Miyun, Diqiu Huimei and Fu Junyi and defending several people.
For this proposal, the night and so on will naturally not object, then follow Ito into the room, go through the courtyard to the outside of the palace, take the own transformation of the carriage, toward the destination of several destinations explored the previous day when visiting Luoyang. A direction has moved out.
Under the pull of two Malaysians, Ito and others soon came to the purpose of this selected----the residence of Rong Fengxiang, the head of the Rongshi Chamber of Commerce, stopped in front of his house.
"This gentleman, I don't know what it is like to come to my glory." Although I don't know the way of Ito Satoshi, I can see that the two horses of the cart and the coming people know that the other party is not rich and expensive. The door carefully went to ask Ito and asked.
"Rong Fengxiang, Rong boss is at home." Ito Cheng asked with a loud voice.
"Yes." The door quickly nodded and replied. Then he seemed to understand and asked, "Is the gentleman to see my grandfather?"
"Before leading the way." Ito became an eyebrow, picking up the spirit with a clip, and the sound of the words of the spirit can be said to be unquestionable.
"Yes." The door that was affected by the mental power in the discourse was a sigh of relief. The instinctive nodded and agreed, and then turned around and led a few people from Ito into the room where Rongfu went to Rong Fengxiang.
Rong Fengxiang is the richest man in Luoyang City. The house built by him is not only a large area, just like an independent small manor. The environment inside is also only elegant and novel. Everything that looks like a valuable thing abounds, making the people who watch it feel refreshed.
At this moment, a faint sensation of men and women was heard from the elegant houses that gradually became into the eyes of Ito.
Hearing the sound, Ito became a weird smile on his face, and then waved his hand to block the lead door that was ready to open his mouth. Straight to step into the door of the house, lifted a foot and smashed to the door.
"Hey!" The tremendous power caused the door to open instantly from the middle to the sides, presenting the situation inside the house in the eyes of several people.
I saw it on a bed with a carved account, a fat body, a thick gold chain hanging between the necks, and a middle-aged man with a full image of the outbreak was standing there. The eyes were coldly staring at the position of the door. Apparently, as a cult leader, he discovered the unusualness of the coming person before Ito was lifted his foot.
However, if you think about it, with the sensitive five-level perception of the warrior, Rong Fengxiang or the dust can fully detect the enemy's strength from the footsteps! After all, in any case, Yi Tengcheng has a defending champion who does not have martial arts. Even other things such as Fu Junyi, Real Night, Asian Night, Yantan Meiyun, and Diqihui Meimei have used their own methods to block the breath, and they have been completely aware of the past.
"It’s good to be good, the boss of Rongda, or the demon of the demon king’s view.
It’s like the dust that floats in front of you and the smell of the air, and I’ve waved in front of him. It’s like laughing and laughing, watching the body of the girl who had been smashed by the dust and broke her throat.
"What are you talking about?" Rong Fengxiang said that he could not understand.
"You and I are all understanding people. It is not necessary to disguise anything." Ito Cheng slowly walked toward the waist and was only used by more than one entanglement to cover the spring light. "Hand over the half-volume book in your hand. I can consider leaving you a life!"
"Who are you?" asked the dust.
"I am Chen Xicheng, the new general Zuo Wuwei. Changan City is defensive." Ito Cheng said with a false smile on his face.
At this time, Ito Cheng and the incarnation of Rong Fengxiang's dust are only one step away. However, at this moment, I saw only the dust on the bed, and the right hand wrap that was turned into a tiger-clawed suit took the black gas of the road and caught it on the chest of Ito.
This is the masterpiece of the dust--the five masters of killing the gods, one of the five merits of the sacred book of the sacred priests and the true evangelism! The use of this set of martial arts is obviously a fight to kill.
Seeing the arrival of the attack, Ito Satoshi did not panic, and the posture of the easy-lifting one raised his arm, and the first-come-first hit hit the wrist caught by the dust. Put it to the side, revealing the empty door on the chest, while lifting the foot forward, a heavy ankle squatting on the dust of the naked body.
"Hey!" The tremendous power caused the dust to fly backwards like a cannonball. He slammed into the wall behind him, leaving a huge irregular crack on the wall.
I found that the people in front of me didn’t have a bad sigh of dust, forced the vomiting in the chest, and took a shot, re-flying to the front of Ito, and waved both hands to create a piece of Mori’s claws. Cheng was the whole body, and then when he was about to come to Ito, he turned his foot and quickly turned around and ran away from the front of Ito, and rushed over to the door behind him.
"He gave you a hand." He waved his arm casually and used his body's vertical sleeves to display a martial arts soft cloud sleeve that resembled the Taoist sleeves.
"Well." Ya night happy to answer, immediately flipped his hand from the space wristband on his wrist to take out his long knife, covered with a strong system of anger on the knife, swipe the knife to rush Dust out.
Seeing the action of the Asian Night, Fu Junyi and the real night who originally wanted to move forward, stopped at the same time, and together with the beautiful beaches of Miyun and Tuqi Huimei, with the defending of Wugong, they retreated to both sides. Asian nights and dust create a battlefield.
I also saw that the Asian night ushered in, and did not feel how strong her dust and cold smile, once again explored the blade of the black gas Sensen claws Ya night! Obviously, he does not think that in the moment of activating the five lore, the hardness of the palm is comparable to that of King Kong, which will lose to a strange knife.
Yes, in the eyes of the dust, the Japanese knife that was later modified by the Tang knife is a strange knife!
It’s just a pity that the estimation of dust has gone wrong! Originally in the creation of Ito, the sharp samurai sword was exaggerated under the blessing of the intensive system, almost completely ignoring the sinister evil spirit wrapped in the dusty palm directly on his palm. And in the sound of the muffled sound of "噗", the palm of the dust is cut off from it.
"Suffocating." I did not expect that there would be such a situation of dust and snoring, and immediately turned my hands and feet, the body was like a gyro around the back of the night, with a good left hand to the neck and grabbed the past.
It seems that the sub-steps of the night are stepping forward, and they are separated from the dusty claws at the moment when they are not allowed to appear. They appear in another place one meter away, and then the toes are a little, and the spurs in the kendo are used as the meteors. Dust has stabbed the past.
I already knew that the dust of the blade in the hands of the Asian night was still hard to pick up. I immediately encouraged the body to break out of the highest level of light power skills and then flew backwards and then ran away without stopping.
As a magical person, the dust is deep and clear, and Qingshan is not afraid of no material burning. The gentleman’s revenge is not too late, and so on. The meaning of the old saying is that he thinks it is good, but he has not waited for a few meters to be immediately An invisible barrier was intercepted again.
"I have laid a ban on defense around me, I don't get what I want, you can't escape the dust." At this time, Ito's voice sounded at the right time.
When Ito became speaking, Asia Night also stopped the attack, and still kept the attacking posture to keep abreast of the dust, waiting for him to reply.
"How do you guarantee that after I hand over something, you will not kill people." The dusty eyes flashed across the two sides of the real night, Fu Junyi, Yantan Meiyun, Tuqi Huimeili and defending several people, while sensing With their strength, they asked about the opening.
"Now I am a knife, you are a fish, you can only believe me." Ito became smiling.
"Okay." The longer I mixed in the rivers and lakes, the more I was afraid of death. In addition, I had the view of the former car in the Asian Night. I couldn’t understand the real night, the beautiful beaches, the beautiful sands, and the three people in the world. Even Fu Junyi and Wei Wei The embarrassing situation also feels skeptical.
When I heard the answer from the dust, I just had a bit of interest and the boring scream of the Asian night, scattered the anger of the knife, and took the knife back to the side. However, when the dust was about to approach the night of Asia, the dusty figure appeared in vain, almost instantly appearing beside A night, and the good left hand was caught on her shoulder.
The Asian night that was attacked shrank, and the entanglement that had just retracted into the body broke out again, forcing the palm of the dust to be forced to open, while the shoulders moved down, sitting on the horse, and the type of jujube Slammed into the dusty chest.

Knocking!
The bones of the crisp bones that were almost heard were broken, and the dusty body immediately flew backwards like a cannonball under the impact of King Kong’s attack. It was intercepted until it hit the defense of Ito’s cloth. Come down.
"Wow!" The dust that fell back to the ground spewed out a large mouthful of blood.
"Hey, you are really the best of the eight masters of this magic door, and there is no point in your desperate heart. You have done this for yourself." Ito Cheng looked at the dust on the ground. (To be continued.)