My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head: 484 twelve Evil Ghost

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484 12Evil Ghost

The light in the small factory lights up and shines on second floor. In that corner, a man in a wheelchair is being pushed out slowly. The man had a long scar on his face, running from the position of the eyes on the left face to the chin on the right cheek, which was shocking. He seems to be quite young, with a white head and some unsightly age spots on his skin.

This old man is not alone, there are twelve people standing behind him. Each face is wearing a Evil Ghost mask, very terrible, as if it is really crawling out of hell, all staring at them Murong Ying.

"You are not Chinese."

Murong Ying looked at the naughty old man of second floor and directly asked, "Where do you come from, why do you want to move me?"

"This female doll ... is really embarrassed. You can call me, Old Mo."

Then old man said with a smile, "You will like this name because I like it very much. But for those who break into my village, I will never be polite."

"What happened to you two?"

Murong Ying has a bad hunch.

old man claps hands, and a grimace immediately throws two people away.

Both of them have passed out, but all the bones are broken.

"Into my village, I will punish them."

The smile of old man looks like crying. This smile matched his face, how scary it really was.

"Girl dolls ... you several, also suffer such punishment."

old man said unkindly.

"It seems that you really don't know anything."

Li Fan sighed, "My wife, I don't care anymore, come on your own."

Murong Ying said, let him not intervene with Bodhi. It happened that he didn't have one arm, so he simply stood there watching the show.

"Amitabha ..."

Bodhi read the sound Buddha, and I do n’t know if it ’s for Murong Ying or the 13 unlucky ghosts.

"This is the twelve Evil Ghost I have honed, each of them is the strength of Reaching Peak."

old man's self-confident face, "Any of their twelve expert, any of them, is enough to send you to the west. Hiding in this Medicine King Village, these twelve people are my last guarantee."

Although I do n’t know where this old man is sacred, Li Fan feels that he may be miserable today.

Li Fan does not interfere, but he will still be curious.

Before both sides have started, Li Fan asked a question first.

"Anyway, we are also dying people today, why not let us know how to die?"

"This little doll has some self-knowledge."

Old Mo nodded, "I appreciate smart people. If you want to know what, please ask."

Murong Ying understands the intention of Li Fan's, so there is no voice.

"This Old Mister, where the **** are you? Why did you choose to hide in this bird's Medicine King Village without shit?"

"Am I?"

Old Mo's eyes seem to be full of memories, "The girl doll of a moment ago said ... I am not Chinese."

He thought to himself, anyway, there were a few dead people. It ’s okay to talk to them about their own affairs. These things have been held in my heart for so many years, and I always have to speak out and listen to others. Living people cannot say that dead people can.

"I am Japanese, my real name ... seems to be called ... Ryoyama Koji ..."

It seems that because it is too long, Old Mo has forgotten his original name.

He murmured and continued, "I am from ... Japan's Eastern City Association ... At that time ... we were defeated, and everyone was retreating to the country. However, there were a group of dead people who were left in the big 6 To cultivate underground forces and wait for the emperor ’s army to re-set foot on this land. "

Fuck ... Li Fan groaned in my heart, this old immortal, is still a character of World War II period?

This guy must have 70-80 years old, right?

It seems that in Medicine King Village, I do n’t eat heavenly material and earthly treasure less, this guy has a long life!

"This is our Eastern City Association ... the fledglings project that stayed back then. There are ... a lot of fledglings, staying in the big 6, lurking among you. As long as there are these fledglings, big 6, the morning and evening Become something in our hands. "

"What I think is really beautiful ... Fascism has been destroyed long ago!"

Li Fan sneered and said, "You would choose a place. You are daydreaming in this old forest in the deep mountains. I think you are not too young. Why do n’t you go into the earth early, what do you think?"

"Little doll ... you are too naive."

Old Mo gently tapped the ground with a cane in his hand, "We chicks ... have grown into plump eagles! How do your current Martial Artist compare to eagles!"

"Is it?"

Murong Ying has almost heard it. She took a step forward. Two fingers pointed to the Old Mo of second floor. "Then let me try. Your so-called eagle, in the end, weighs a few pounds."

"Okay ... I have finished listening to the story, and you should take my secret and go to hell."

Old Mo said, a knock on the cane, a grimace man suddenly disappeared, and then appeared behind Murong Ying's instantly, holding a dagger in his hand, it seemed to cut the throat of Murong Ying's!

Li Fan all have to admire, a very assassination!

This Old Mo has produced twelve amazing Assassin.

Twelve Reaching Peak Assassin ... Gee, when did Reaching Peak become so worthless.

Murong Ying erected two fingers and shot them on this dagger.

"Dāng!"

The dagger was knocked out directly, and the sharp blades above had been curled, showing how overbearing the Sword Qi on finger, Murong Ying!

"I'm really sorry, you twelve Evil Ghost head, my Murong Ying, accept it!"

Murong Ying said, two fingers have been poked into the Evil Ghost male temple!

"Poof!"

Sword Qi exploded from the other side of the Evil Ghost male head and shattered his head!

Murong Ying wins, but not everyone can stop it!

"Nani (What)?"

A rare Japan language popped out of Old Mo's mouth, and Murong Ying had stepped on lightweight art and jumped on arrived second floor!

The remaining Evil Ghost male guards are eager to rush towards Murong Ying.

But what kind of character is Murong Ying, her high heels step on railing of second floor, her body is as stable as Mountain Tai, her hands are like treasure sword, and everyone who is close to her by half a meter is cut mercilessly Head!

"Baka (Idiot)!"

Old Mo saw that Murong Ying was not easy to deal with. He pointed at the Li Fan below with his cane.

"Grab those people and force her to follow!"

His voice just fell, and two grimace men appeared in front of Li Fan's.

Bodhi stands on the side, really take action means nothing.

And Li Fan's face fell, "Damn, bullying the disabled, right?"