Chapter 347 I Can't Take It Anymore

Play well.

If you can't beat it, you still have to fight.

The people in the black mist all thought so.

Liu Zhongyi walked in the black mist.

He frowned, looking at the three stones on the ground, not in a very beautiful mood.

After all, these three stones were put together by him not long ago as a mark. After walking for a while, they returned to the original point. Hit the wall, but after he thought about it again and again, he still didn't listen to the ghost novels. The main reason is that he is in his forties, and he is not a boy anymore. Thinking of these things He couldn't help thinking about it, running in the sunset, that was his lost youth.

He sat down, boiled water and closed his eyes to meditate.

In luck, people meet ghosts, and in bad times, ghosts trick people.

Liu Zhongyi felt that this had nothing to do with whether his luck was good or not.

It still has something to do with the black mist.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly closed his eyes, and then sat cross-legged.

It looks like a Taoist meditating.

In fact, of course, this is not the case.

After all, fundamentally speaking, Liu Zhongyi can only be regarded as a Confucian scholar.

It has nothing to do with Taoism or Buddhism.

This meditation can be regarded as the "quietness" of Confucianism.

Still life, still people, meditation.

Everything is quiet, only my flowers bloom.

My heart is quiet, and ghosts and ghosts cannot invade.

Immediately.

When Liu Zhongyi opened his eyes again, a blue flame flickered in his pupils.

The flame flickered and extinguished, very weak, giving the impression that as long as one sneezes while standing in front of Liu Zhongyi, the flame in those pupils will be extinguished immediately.

Suddenly, the flames began to dance.

It seems to be changing a certain form.

Just like the surrounding black mist, it can be condensed into shape, but the condensed shape is really a bit strange.

The flame in the left eye condensed into an ape jumping up and down.

The flame in the right eye, after successfully condensing, seemed to be a neighing horse.

heart ape.

Italian horse.

Liu Zhongyi clenched his fists tightly.

"My disciple is in danger."

"That's my disciple. As his master, if I don't do anything at this time, how can I be worthy of being his master?"

"Just this time, just this time, you just turn a blind eye, okay?"

Liu Zhongyi's body kept shaking.

Inexplicably, his face was full of tears.

The blue veins on the forehead are throbbing, it looks more like an animal horn that is about to grow under the flesh.

finally.

The flames in the pupils gradually extinguished.

Like a candle being blown out by the wind.

Liu Zhongyi's body fell heavily to the ground.

Both hands were dunked into the soil.

"Isn't it okay once? Once, I only need one time, can't it be okay..."

No one answered him.

Like talking to the wind...

Yue Xincheng discovered that these black mist beasts are not impossible to destroy.

Every time they break up, the speed of their condensation will be slower.

Especially, just a few dozen minutes ago.

The condensation speed of these black mist beasts was even slower.

After beheading three black mist beasts one after another, Yue Xincheng's chest heaved greatly.

so tired.

So tired.

I really want to find a place to sleep quietly for a while, don't care about anything, don't ask anything, don't think about anything.

As a result, as soon as he closed his eyes, Yue Xincheng suddenly sat up again, always reminding people of the legendary fraudulent corpse.

"I seem to have heard the boss call me."

But when I pricked up my ears to listen again, I couldn't hear anything.

"It's definitely not an auditory hallucination. The boss must be in trouble now and needs me very much." Yue Xincheng said with a serious face.

He naturally would not have thought that his boss was playing a very exciting game with a black flood dragon at this moment.

If Mochizuki Peak is regarded as a small map, a small program.

Those black mist beasts and black mist magic circle before can only be regarded as little turtles and little flowers running around on the ground.

And the black dragon in front of him is the real big boss.

Fortunately, it is not the evil dragon in the game. Unfortunately, even if the black flood dragon is killed, it is impossible to save the princess. Gao Ge is really unwilling to have a princess. After all, in this age, the so-called princess They all work in KTV.

It's like a cute little girl walking on the street, suddenly an idiot grabs her and says she looks like a princess, this little girl will not be very happy, maybe she will come up with a slap, and then curse, You are the princess, and your whole family are princesses!

After all, this is an era of chickens and ducks in the same cage.

The black flood dragon became more and more angry.

But this didn't put any pressure on Gao Ge. Anyway, this opponent originally wanted to kill him. Do you still care if he is angry or furious now?

It was as if Gao Ge licked it a few times, and it could turn hostility into jade silk with himself.

Although this was Gao Ge's first encounter with an opponent like the Black Flood Dragon, he had an intuition that the strength of a Black Flood Dragon was not just that, it was a little unreasonable!

What he was even more curious about was the origin of this black dragon.

If this black flood dragon really existed here all this time, it is impossible for Longge not to know about it. It should be so belatedly, after all, the growth process of a black flood dragon is very slow, from the transformation of the flood dragon to the present, at least a few hundred years, right? After such a long process, did the members of the Shen Qiang faction bury their heads in the ground every day?

Enraged by Gao Ge, the Black Flood Dragon attacked again.

Its body has been completely separated from the deep pool, like a bulldozer, pressing all the way over.

Sing and fight and retreat.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, blindly confronting the tough, that is to make yourself uncomfortable.

It is equivalent to shaking off the arm and comparing the hardness with a wall.

Only by constantly mediating, can the weakness of this black flood dragon be found.

This is a black flood dragon, not black pepper!

Gao Ge ran all the way.

He didn't look back, but he could hear the booming sound behind him.

At this time, the Heijiao was like an incarnation of the director of the demolition household, and towering giant trees fell down one by one.

It wasn't until this time that Gao Ge was able to see the whole picture.

If you have to describe it in four words.

That is.

Thieves are big.

"Brother, take a break, Xu Xian is really not here!"

Gao Ge shouted Heng at the top of his voice.

The speed of the black flood dragon still did not slow down, on the contrary, it accelerated a lot.

A person with two legs can't outrun a black flood dragon without legs, how can this be justified?

There was a "bang".

Gao Ge felt as if a stick had hit him firmly on the back.

The body flew out again.

He fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

kinda...

I can't take it anymore!