Chapter 945: Addictive

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Chapter 945 is addictive

How can someone provoke an abnormality in the heart of the wind?

"It’s not right, it’s because she took the wind, so it’s such an accident.

"No, no one can use the heart of the wind to cause an accident."
"Still not..."
The hoarse voice echoed in the dead space, like the scent of the dust for many years, sometimes clear, sometimes tangled, it seems very contradictory.
"Who?" The cloud dance is slightly wrinkled, and the sound sounds vicissitudes. The owner of the sound should have reached the age of being old.
"Hey, what the is going on?" The hoarse voice whispered to himself, and when he heard the cloud dance, he suddenly stopped talking to himself and fell into silence in the entire space.
"Old man, are you still there?" Yunwu tempted to ask.
"What old man do you say!" The hoarse voice was a touch of anger, and it started to rise. "I am a man, a tree, a wind, a singer of Songcheng, five sons, you... you actually called me old man." ?"
"..." The cloud dance was silent, and it was only after a long time. "It turned out to be a five-son son. If you listen to the title, you must be a son."
"Count you..."
"But listening to the voice is still like an old man."
Wu Gongzi smiled and looked happy. When he said half of it, he was suddenly hit by the second half of the cloud dance. He simply turned the smile into anger, and the conversion was big, and the appearance was somewhat distorted.
Cloud dance is too lazy to speculate that he is happy and angry at this moment, glanced at the narrow and closed space, indifferent: "Is you shut me inside?"
"Hey, I don't have that spare time." The five sons sneered.
Cloud dance hangs down the scorpion, looks at the things in his hand, listens to what he just said, this is the heart of the wind.
This is because she won the heart of the wind, so it will cause turmoil, and fell down?
This ancient battlefield is already underground. There is still space under the battlefields of the ages. There are so many different and unpredictable places. What is this feng shui treasure?
"That would bother you to let me go out." Cloud dance faintly said.
"Going out?" The five sons seem to have heard what the Arabian Nights look like, and their eyes are round and big. "When you enter the tomb, you still want to go out, you won't break your mind?"
Tomb?
Cloud dance raises an eyebrow, what is it?
Because of the space problem, I couldn't open the dragon roll, so she didn't know what it was.
"Do you mean there is no way to go out?"
"Of course, yes." The voice of the five sons became a bit strange and unpredictable, like calculating something. "But you have to promise me a condition, I will tell you how to get out."
"As long as it is not something in my hands, the other promises."
"..."
Wu Gongzi said something in the coffin, and the cloud dance did not hear it. It probably meant that she could still guess. If she didn't guess wrong, his condition was to give him the heart of the wind.
After three twists and turns, I finally got this thing and let her hand it out, maybe?
Wu Gongzi was silent for a while and said: "I haven't thought about the conditions yet. I will consider it first. I will tell you when you come out."
"Complete."
She promised it happily. If she was allowed to promise anything in the coffin, then after leaving the coffin, nothing could be promised.
"The method is very simple, one life for one life." The hoarse voice was a little smug and urgent, and seemed to be interested in the next thing.
"A life is a life change?"
"Take your life for your life, and change your life."
"I can cancel the conditional transaction when you didn't say it."
"...Do you play with me?"
The voice of the five sons sank, and the whole space swayed with a shudder, saying that they could still recover if they said that they went out? This shameless woman!
"How do you think about love is your freedom, I don't need your method, so it is the same for me."
The cloud dance responded indifferently, looking inside the black lacquer coffin and trying to find out what flaws were found in it.
"Oh, you don't have to do this, you can only stay in it for a lifetime, or a ready-made coffin, and save your coffin. It's cost-effective."
"How can I not listen to you so much?" After you went out, sew your mouth.
"The tomb is a fantasy. In the ancient times, the Master made it. If your skill is not on the Master, or if you don't have the power of the Master, you can only use it if you want to open it."
The five sons continued to say, "There are one of your lover in the above? Tell me which one, I will help you get him, what is fart love, no life, no love."
"Thank you for your kindness, just for your words, I will definitely repay you after I go out."
The cloud dance sounds as dull as water, no waves, but the mouth is raised with a touch of cold and can't be smiled coldly. Of course, the five sons did not see it, still talking about the topic of death.
"No thanks, I still want you to promise me a condition."
The words, the cloud dance is cold, she smiles like a smile, the darkness of the dark, the temperature of the black lacquer seems to be a bit cold, she must remember, there is a condition between them!
He just said that the fantasy in this coffin was made by the ancient master. Since it is a mage, Nangong Yi is a suitable candidate. I don’t know whether he is the opponent of the ancient master with his current ability.
But how can we pass her current predicament?
She draped her throat, and the helplessness in her eyes flashed.
"Small things, are you thinking about it?"
Amazed by the clouds and dances, is the voice of the dragon's evil spirits?
Suddenly lifted, the black lacquered coffin suddenly became bright, and the sky was not a hard coffin cover, but a silver mansley like a fairyland. It was like a illusory dream.
"How did you come?"
The cloud dance looked at the dragon in the sky, still laughing and laughing, still lazy, and raised a light smile.
"Of course, come to accompany you." The dragon fell in love with a smile, and one fell, and fell to the side of the cloud dance.
The cloud dance looked at him, and his eyes were stained with a touch of softness. "Is there any way to contact Shangnan Gongyi, which is difficult to open except for his coffin."
"Don't worry about him." Long dumped evil sitting next to her, looking at the illusory sky, thin lips and slightly hooked, then extended her right palm to her, "Take you away."
The cloud dance hesitated for half a second, then pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth and handed his left hand to him. "Good."
At the moment of the ten-finger rendezvous, the cloud dance left hand reversed the hook and directly caught the neck of the dragon's evil spirits. The gentle and light smile on the corner of the mouth was cold, and the warmth was gradually condensed, leaving no trace of temperature.
"who are you?"
"Dragons fall evil" evil smiles, "small things, women should be gentle and cute."