Buer’s Grand Dao Chapter 195: Please also go to the balcony dream here

demoness is convinced of Buer’s words, and now the speed of escape is extremely high, pulling Buer and returning to the south to escape wildly.

Unexpectedly, Fang escaped dozens of feet, and the majestic pressure was like a giant mountain initiation.

"cultivation base above ground bridge late stage!"

Buer only had a little contact with that pressure, and he felt that he couldn’t use any strength, and the whole person was crumbling, probably guessing the realm of this bitter face cultivator.

Think that demoness is three marks yellow horn, which is equivalent to human race Spirit Connection Realm late stage cultivator, and it can be considered as a leapfrog. It is at most similar to cultivator of early stage, and it is not an opponent of cultivator.

Thinking about how to deal with it, suddenly there was a red flame glowing wildly around the sky.

Looking up, the bitter-faced cultivator did not know what magical treasure was used, and actually the two were covered in a huge piece of red satin, and the roads of life were blocked in all directions.

"Two, offend, offend!" Outside the red silk, the voice of an old man, Xu He, sounded guilty and sorry.

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In the brightly lit room, Nan Qiuci and Weimeng were sitting on a rather soft and comfortable chair, and they were tied into a dumpling by a fiery red string of unknown material.

In this dense room, wood and water spiritual qi are full and dense.

Nan Qiuci secretly guessed that this place is mostly above a certain section of Mizuki spirit vein, and the superior Spirit Gathering Formation method was also built nearby.

Unknown at the moment, he tried to contact the ring.

The other party didn't reply, but he returned an important message, which was enough for him to stay calm for a while, and think about how to delay the time.

Wei Meng was staring at the other corner of the Chamber of Secrets, a man covered in blood, with scars all over his body, and his face was completely unclear.

But looking at the **** half-tailed tail behind him, it can be concluded that this person is also a Xuejing.

Looking at his blood-stained appearance again, his vaguely **** face is really a bit infiltrating.

Dream but somehow felt familiar.

Just before, in the yellow fog, this blood-scarred man has been following them secretly.

Whenever the two are in danger, he will help take action.

I don’t know why it’s going through the danger and disappearing quietly.

Weimeng tried to invite him to fight with the two, but the blood-scarred man seemed to be frightened and left without a word.

Until meeting that human race cultivator, Weimeng and Nan Qiuci are not opponents at all. The blood-scarred man came to the rescue again, and was caught here as a result.

"Thank you for your kindness," Wei Meng opened his mouth suddenly and asked the blood-scarred man, "Where have we seen it before?"

The scarred man turned back and sat facing the wall. Hearing Weimeng's words, he was trembling, curled up, and kept silent.

"So afraid of me?" Although Wei Meng felt inexplicable, but he did not want to be difficult for the strongman, he stared at him for a long while before turning to look at Nan Qiuci:

"Brother Nan, did you know the human race cultivator we just captured?"

Since being rescued by Nan Qiuci, Wei Meng has been trying to say something to him, but most of the time, Nan Qiuci ignores it or responds with only a few words, which makes her really uncomfortable.

Weimeng sometimes thinks: "Why do you want to practice yourself like this?"

Not to mention that she was originally distinguished as a princess of the Snow Race clan holding stars.

Even if it's a normal daughter's house, it shouldn't be so quiet to please others.

Weird, weird.

Since he accidentally met Nan Qiuci and accidentally touched his tail, Wei Meng felt like he was enchanted.

Whenever I see him, my heart is thumping uncontrollably, I just want to get close to him, listen to him, and talk to him.

It would be great if he didn’t say anything and didn’t do anything, just stay beside him quietly.

"Did I get evil?"

She asked herself countless times and tried to pull out of the magic barrier. But as soon as he saw his face and heard his voice, all efforts were abandoned.

Thousands of unsuccessful pulls out, she simply decided to obey her heart and no longer evade dodge.

"God made me so beautiful and beautiful, and developed such a pleasing temperament. Can could it be that not even win a human race man?"

In her heart, she threw a group of unwilling fires. It was necessary to use this fire to light the Nan Qiuci.

"Don't know,"

Nan Qiuci's voice is still cold, like a pot of ice water splashing: "human race has more cultivator, how many have I seen?"

"Are you always so cold and boring when you talk?" Wei Meng sighed

The blood-scarred man hiding in the corner of the wall listened, and suddenly twitched, covering his head a little, and gave out a hoarse and dry laugh, which was full of lost and disappointed emotions.

After a while, the laughter stopped abruptly, and after a while, there was a faint sob. The voice was extremely low and unnoticeable, but it was obvious that the blood-scarred man was trying to suppress his emotions.

Wei Meng wondered why he had such a strange reaction. He was staring in a daze, and suddenly the door of the secret room was opened...

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Buer and demoness were close together, tightly bound by the fiery red string, and fluttered involuntarily in the air.

Behind is the bitter face cultivator, followed closely in silence.

The fiery red string was transformed by the huge red yarn before, and it seems to be a hard third rank magical treasure. Once trapped by it, magical power is extremely difficult to mobilize, and the two are obviously subject to this.

Then demoness raised his eyebrows at Buer, meaning: "What is the best way to do it now, don't hide it."

Buer smiled bitterly and remembered what happened just now, but thought it was really bad luck.

Not long ago, he tried to explore the divine sense, and it can be seen that the pale yellow silk script in sea of consciousness has restored its original color, which means that the "sorrow to the soul" divine ability carried on it can already be used.

Another volume of black-and-white silk books is still accelerating the restoration of the original colors. It may take some time.

He repeatedly thought about whether he should try to use the "sad to heart" divine ability to see what happens later. Right now, you can also mobilize divine sense, and the silk script can automatically extract magical power from inner sea, which should not be restricted by this fiery red string.

The problem is that if you use this divine ability, you can certainly know the dangers you may encounter in the future.

But it also means that one-time loss will be close to one-fifth of magical power.

If there is any emergency situation in the future, it is necessary to use the "instant" divine ability in black and white silk, all his magical power will be drained instantly, and the whole person has no resistance at all.

After a long period of hard thinking, he finally made up his mind: "Who knows when the black-and-white silk script will be restored? Now if you can know in advance what will happen in the future, and come up with a countermeasure earlier, it is the best choice. It’s a safe move to say something that’s contingent, and it’s safe to look at it, but when the danger really comes and is caught off guard, isn’t it a night of regret?”

At the moment, note a divine sense in the pale yellow silk book, which really sucked away a lot of his magical power in an instant.

Unexpectedly, after absorbing enough magical power, the silk book Huang Meng flashed, and once again became a transparent color, but did not give Buer any hint about the future.

As a result, his previous careful calculations have actually failed, and he was naturally disappointed.

The three of them walked a few miles in the fog again, and suddenly they saw a bright light in front of them, and the fog spread out, showing a mountain wall that was not high, and a big hole in the wall.

The bitter face cultivator blinded the two of them and sent them into the cave, turning lightly all the way.

When Buer opened his eyes again, he had reached the door of a secret room.

Bitter face cultivator took a daoist technique force to send the two into the secret room, and gently landed on two soft chairs.

As soon as Buer was seated, he saw that Wei Meng was also **** in the house. There was also an human race man beside him. Observe the appearance carefully. Under the door of precisely Gu Naichun, the old disciple Nan Qiuci who had already rebelled.

"Princess Weimeng?" He froze at once: "Why are you here?"

Weimen smiled bitterly: "The princess is still free. As for how to come here, I am also confused."

Buer was relieved to see that Wei Meng was still alive.

If you think about it again, how can you be alive, and fall into the hands of this weird bitter face cultivator, who knows what will happen in a moment.

He looked at Nan Qiuci again, only to see that he closed his eyes and nourished his mind, and had no intention of taking care of himself. So, he moved his chin in the direction of Nan Qiuci, and secretly asked Weimeng if he saved you from the court.

Weimeng nodded and responded.

In this ghostly place where the bird doesn’t shit, I finally met an acquaintance, but Wei Meng eased the depressed mood a little, and asked how Buer came here.

The two said a few questions.

demoness's beautiful eyes looked at Weimeng, and she was naturally surprised. She just thought that this woman is really rare in terms of beauty.

Watching Buer talk to her, I do not know what it is like. After listening to it for a while, he smiled and said: "The two of them still say something useful for our current situation."

"I knew you before, the two of you are always together..." Wei Meng greeted her slightly nodded with a light smile.

Unfinished, the bitter face cultivator also slowly walked into the secret room, frowning and frowning, and bowed to several people:

"Everyone, I forced you to force you today, it is really compelling, I hope you will forgive me."

Then demoness saw him in such a good-negotiable and friendly manner, and simply said bluntly: "Your Excellency, since you have guilt, why don't you untie the shackles on us, everyone has good things to discuss."

Bitter-faced cultivator shook his head: "It's not the right time. Later, I will remove all your bondages, so that you can freely toss."

Speaking, with a wave of his hand, he managed a gust of wind and sent the blood-scarred man out of the secret room. He closed the door and said to the four: "I have something to do, and I need to help each other for four years. Two."

All four of them felt a little puzzled, and even felt that this person's speech and manner were strange.

Weimeng was more polite, and replied: "Senior cultivation base is so advanced, what can we do to help you?"

The bitter face cultivator suddenly turned red, a thick lip opened and closed several times, a twisted, squeezed, uncomfortable look, and finally sighed:

"Everyone, I am kind to ask you to have a good time in this secret room, go to the dream of the balcony, and climb to the top of Wushan, it will be a great help to me."

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Hidden Clouds Sect~IndoMTL.com~Li Qingyun flew away to Palm Peak, the first three disciples under the door were often silently summoned: "Today is Yue Hengzong's Sect Master Qi Kexi's receptionist ceremony, you have a generous gift, I went to congratulate myself."

Nothing often said: "Yue Hengzong is just medium grade sect like sect, where do you need a master to congratulate yourself? This surname Qi cut our spirit vein in the southwest, the brothers and sisters of inside the sect are angry, but why bother to raise others The majesty of the family. It’s really not good, see which of Uncle Master Gu is empty, go for you!"

Li Qingyun waved his hand, motioned him to do it right, and sighed again: "What do you know? Worship Buddha is going to worship on weekdays, he is now spirit vein of sect. Although it is correct in Sect Alliance, it is moral After all, I waited."

"One day, when sect turns over in Sect Alliance, he finds a big guy to match up. He misses these sevens and eights and eights, and the spirit vein in the southwest may have a chance to return."

It is often said indifferently: "It’s just that, let Wei Buer participate in the Puppet Toad Valley ceremony on behalf of sect, and you have to blame you for not knowing pearls."

I was so sullen in my heart, but in the end I turned around to prepare for the gift.