Chapter 315: cause

Speaking of this, I am of course referring to the ten thousand-year-old Luo Xiu who has been missing for more than 20 days.
　　 Oh, you people, you are ruthless bastards. "Mo Jiuniang said through my eyes
　　: "What's bad in the middle of the night, but I want to play this boring murder game.
　　 You kill, you kill in your own home, you make a ball. He killed someone in his own house and made a gang. He didn't know how to clean it, so he went out!
　　 As soon as he went out, he went wild for seven days, and has not returned until now. Come back, there is no good thing to say clearly. I eat so full, I work hard to clean up. Why are you standing there? Come to dinner with me!
　　 I got horn training and felt warm in my heart. This is my current state.
　　 So you are that famous choker, Ichiro. It is not as famous as a meeting.
　　 It’s better to meet than to meet.
　　 The highest fourth floor of Wanfu Building. This is my second visit.
　　 appeared for the first time because Erniang, a widow. Woman, only later learned
　　 This person is still the eldest daughter of this person.
　　 This is my first time. Apart from drinking and living, I always have a dream in my mind about what else I have done. It seems to be true, it seems to be false.
　　 When I came up for the second time, of course it was the wife of the new boss. Mo Jiuniang asked him to come up. But this time, not in that district room, but in the opposite guest room.
　　 There are no outsiders in the guest room, just a big pot of fire. Opposite the cauldron, I sat opposite Mo Jiuniang. 693
　　 "Brother, you have killed a lone wolf, he told me. "Mo Jiuniang gave me a cup of hot tea: "Your brother, like a model, doesn't care about the tail.
　　 I hurriedly put down the tea cup, and looked at Mo Jiuniang again: "It turns out to be a gunwoman, brother, this box is kind.
"You don't have any good things, so when you see a woman, you will think it is 7 to 8 o'clock." Mo Junniang shook hands: "Every time the wolf enters the customs, he has to rest in the Jinting Pavilion." Remember, it was a night's body, because he called my sister, I called him Da. We are brother-in-law, real mother-in-law, real nonsense!"
　　 About half an hour or so, I was scolded again and suddenly blushed: "Yes, my little brother is delusional. It's so abrupt.
"Well, if you didn't learn well when you were very young, what about these terrible things you learned from it?" Mo Jiuniang passed through my eyes, and then laughed if all kinds of customs can be a good person. You are equally worthy, but you can't let her down.
　　子"I thought something went wrong, so I hurriedly answered: Madam, Erniang went to Langer? "Can I find her in there?
　　 Erniang naturally has her own place to go, I don't know where she went.
　　 Mo Jiuniang looked out of the district, and the sentence suddenly became empty: "Things like floating clouds, the countryside passes by feeling?" If you have a chance to see you again, you don't have to meet again.
　　 I was frozen suddenly: I didn't expect Yan Erniang to leave without a shadow, but couldn't find her whereabouts.
　　 Your side is cold, and you don’t seem to know how to cook1. "Mo Jiuniang pointed to the opposite bedroom. I used to be in the room: "I have something to go out in this courtyard. After you finish eating in the hall, here, it's okay. Don't run around, you will run into ghosts. of.
　　 If at first, I thought Mo Jiuniang was alarmist, but soon I thought that Mo Jiuniang was absolutely immortal.
　　After dinner in the courtyard, I had to go to the mountain to practice my light work, which was a process of more than half a year
　　 By the second shift, I had reached Dongshan, the top of the stone.
　　 In the middle of the night, this place, except for ghosts, normal people will not come here, so I chose this place to practice physical skills.
　　 Ying Jiuniang said casually, are there really ghosts in this area?
　　 I have never seen it before, I have never believed it. But there were always surprises, so he quickly believed it.
　　 Of course I did not see ghosts, but I saw a person, a man of flesh and blood.
　　 The people were stuffed into a rock, if I didn't listen to Mo Jiuniang's gibberish, he would not realize the darkness.
　　 If he does not pay attention to the darkness, but practices as usual, it is impossible to see that person.
　　 I found that the flesh and blood had a breath, so I reached out and pulled it out.
　　 As soon as I pulled it out, I jumped up: Lucifer ten thousand years ago.
　　 This flesh-and-blood person is actually a 10,000-year-old Luo Xiao who has been missing for more than 20 days.
　　 However, the blood on his body showed that Luo Xiao, a 10,000-year-old boy, was injured for less than an hour.
　　 There is no doubt that Luo Xiao arrived here an hour ago, and then he was imitated. Now he has lost consciousness and his life is in danger.
　　 In the past twenty days, where did Luo Xiu go? Did Jin really imitate the million-year-old Luo Xiao?
　　 I took Luo Xiu back to the fourth floor of Wanfu Building and asked these two questions in my heart.
　　 Common sense: It has nothing to do with oneself, care is chaos.
　　 I have everything on my body, except there is no medicine for sores, so I have to find all the boys in Wanfulou.
　　 Mentioning the whole building, I managed to get some golden sores.
　　Unfortunately, Luo Xiu's body is full of fake mouths, and a small amount of gold sore medicine is useless after the poisonous medicine appeared.
There are 23 　　, which means that the depth of each wound is 5 minutes, which is exactly the same.
　　 This is not a question of killing, because it only requires a sword to kill.
　　 If it is not a murder, it is torture, or a confession is required.
　　 I know that Luo Xu's martial arts is not weak.
　　 has the ability to make Luo Xiu not fight back, that person is definitely a first-rate master, because I can't do it myself.
　　 Since you are a first-rate expert, if you want to confess, you don’t need to use a sword.
　　 For example, if your bone is broken, you can confess.
　　 As a first-class master, there is no difficulty in using the wrong bone hand. It is simpler than 23 knives and has better results. It will not be blood-soaked.
　　 220 for thousands of years, Luo has 23 swords in his body. The blood on his body has dried up and he is still alive because Dantian has an inner power to sustain the fire of life, which will be extinguished at any time.
　　 I can't heal fake mouth. In order to continue his life, I put in internal strength every half an hour.
　　 Because the injury is too serious, it is not suitable for long-distance sprints. Otherwise, I will take Luo Xiu to Luoyang all night, and then find a doctor to treat him.
　　 According to the records of Wanfu Building, according to the children, there are no wise men around here, but now they have to wait until dawn to find a way out.
　　 The chicken crowed three times, and Mo Jiuniang came back.
　　 Ying Jiuniang came back, and my heart sank to its lowest point. Because Mo Jiuniang knew a lot, she checked Luo Xiu's imitation and issued a death notice.
　　No, in fact, it is more accurate to say that it should be called an illness notification, because Luo Xue has not breathed yet.
　　 Although he hasn't swallowed it yet, Mo Jiuniang's tone is very clear: this person is hopeless.
　　 As soon as the day breaks, it gets dark.
　　In this dark hour before dawn, Mo Jiuniang and I heard the noise of night pedestrians almost at the same time.
　　 The voice entered his ears for a while, and Mo Jiuniang's figure flashed, and he had disappeared from the room. The roof immediately yelled and fought.
　　 Not long ago, he was assassinated. Today, Los Angeles is left with a misfortune. The killer's (daa) instinct tells me that two things that seem out of sync should not be isolated events.
　　 I went to Xishan to meet Tianshan Double Eagles. It was not accidental. It should be because two strangers had already recognized their identities, and then let them hold a letter.
　　 As for the two outsiders in the gate of Qingming Temple deliberately making fun of themselves, it is purely that those outsiders are really lazy and bored, just for their own fun.
　　 I have always been very clear about what kind of pessie the top people in the district want. I have never thought of asking for a statement, at least there is no such plan.
　　 Then I found Wuchen’s son by chance. I know now. People watched his free son once counted his lives, but they were actually trying to get rid of themselves, not to get confused. At the same time, tell yourself that Jiu Shan will not let go of himself and will definitely shoot people out.
　　 I know very well that Xia Yun already knew that his son without dust followed in the dark, so he pushed himself out as a shield.
　　 As a shield for a bright woman, not as a curtain for the guests, I am also very clear, and I did not think of it.
　　 However, I still don’t know what arrow I want to stop on my own shield.
　　 I think it’s impossible to say that the son without dust chases Xia Yun, and then appears "evil dog to keep food", Xia Yun is forbidden to contact other people
　　 After all, Xia Yun is only 16-year-old, 7-year-old, dust-free son and Xiao Yao son of the same generation, who is already in his 40s.
　　 Even though the son who had settled down, Xia Yun's inner disciple status would not dare to imagine.
　　 But these nonsense is not what I think about now.
　　The problem is ~EbookFREE.me~ When he came back, Luo Xiao went out and never came back.
　　 Then he was assassinated, and Luo ~ Xiao was still unstoppable.
　　 More than ten days later, when he reappeared, Luo Shuo had already turned into a vegetative, and only half-breath was left.
　　 However, it is not clear whether there is an internal connection between these things.
　　 What has Luo Xiao been doing for so long? This is the crux of the problem.
　　 Unfortunately, Lucifer could not wake up, and no one could answer the questions in my heart.
　　 No one answers their own doubts, even if there is no worry about the who opened his eyes at this time, this is not the fourth intention of giving himself eye drops, is it unhappy to find it?
　　 This is a question about whether Luo Shaw can survive, and he is likely to be involved in his own business, which is impossible for anyone to do.
　　The life of Luo, a ten-thousand-year-old boy, is somewhere in between, and my spirit has always been highly nervous. At this time, there are nocturnal pedestrians and there are also fights, which is really strange every year today is a lot.
　　 Since so many strange things have happened, it is necessary to make it clear.
　　 Suddenly, I drew my blue sword and jumped out of the window.
　　 I came to the roof of Huanfu Building, and there was a big fight there.
　　 One side of the struggle is Mo Jiuniang, and the other is Mengmeng wearing a hat.
　　 What surprised me was that Ying Jiuniang’s weapon was soft, like a poisonous snake flying around in the sky.