The Unconventional Legend Chapter 258: Noble person

Zuo Xiaonian was taken aback: "Nothing."

"Really not? Not at all?"

"Really not."

"What about the fluctuations in the spirit?"

"Neither!"

Zuo Xiaoduo frowned: "Is it my illusion just now?"

He recalled carefully, it seemed...a very subtle mental power, flashed by.

Zuo Xiaoduo can be sure.

This is definitely not a person's spiritual power. If this spiritual power is manipulated by humans, then this person's cultivation may have reached the point where no one can beat the sky.

Even, even if it was the old man in Tianling Forest, and even the old Shui who later encountered, the majestic mental power that could exceed the level of his own cognition has not reached the current level of the most meticulous.

Zuo Xiaoduo flew up with Zuo Xiaonian and approached the cliff.

Look carefully for any abnormalities in the cliff wall, and is there any hollow or shallow place? Maybe there is an attractive hole that sucked Qin Fangyang in?

But until the point where the poisonous fog was about to exit, there was still no discovery.

Zuo Xiaoduo finally let go of the last bit of luck, and couldn't help but feel lost.

"Nothing found."

"Even the few swords that the enemy threw down were not found. It should have been swallowed and melted by the swamp..."

How disappointed Zuo Xiao was, and Zuo Xiaonian returned all the way.

……

And just after the two left.

On the swamp ground, not far from the void where the two of them had just stood, the space suddenly changed, and immediately, a huge hole appeared out of thin air.

This sudden opening is several thousand meters wide, which is more than enough to accommodate an aircraft carrier...

After a while, a huge head with no friends stretched out silently.

This head, at least the size of seven or eight locomotives, has a pair of eyeballs, and it turns around. Turned up,

A single eyeball is almost the size of a house.

The swamp area rolled like boiling, and gurgling waves rose for hundreds of meters. The next moment, a huge tail writhed in the swamp, like a person who slept for a long time, suddenly I stretched my waist...

Countless bubbles popped up and burst, and the poisonous mist in the sky became more dense.

A vaguely whispering voice: "That little thing almost spotted me just now, but it was sharp..."

"What a risk!"

The huge eyeballs, when they rolled over, they revealed a look of ‘halting palpitations’.

But if this look is seen, it is estimated that most of the entire Shangjing City will be scared to death by him.

"My ancestor said that I can't be discovered by anyone. Once discovered, it will be my end..."

The voice murmured.

"But which two little things are so weak, can they really threaten me..."

This behemoth monster has two strange horns on its head.

Mumbled: "It doesn't matter, what the ancestor said must be true... I just don't know when the ancestor will come back... just here, suffocated..."

I flicked my tail very depressed.

Then he rolled his eyes more depressed, turned his head to look around.

It was a man who was covered with cuts and bruises, almost torn apart, lying quietly beside the monster, his body was not as big as the nails on the monster's claws.

"But what about this?"

The monster looked at the lying man in distress.

"The ancestor said that I can't kill...I can't see anyone. I have never killed anyone. Even the poison gas is shielded by the power of the inner alchemy and can't get out..."

"I can't see anyone...what's wrong? This person was still alive when he fell. Is this a relapse of my precept..."

"It's really depressing..."

"When is it okay to yawn? Why do you have to yawn at that time?" The monster was very depressed.

"This little thing is not good, how could it fall into my mouth so accidentally...too speechless..."

"If I don't yawn that... this little thing just fell off, or fell to death, or drowned, or poisoned to death... It has nothing to do with me, so it just happened to fall in my mouth so accidentally Inside..."

"Now, if he dies, it has something to do with me... But why is this little thing implicated in such a powerful heavenly luck? Once this heavenly luck is bitten back, I can't bear it... "

"What is it?"

It carefully turned over the person lying quietly with his small nails, and sighed: "But the injuries on the gadgets are too serious...why is such a mortal person, once he dies with me, Want me to bear the cause and effect? ​​Is there a place to be reasonable in this world..."

"If you want to keep this guy alive...I have to use the original power of my inner alchemy...I'll take it, I'm too bad!"

"How could I be so unlucky..."

"Isn't it the one who met me all the time? Why did I encounter this one for tens of thousands of years and become my own bad luck?"

The monster sighed and muttered to himself.

Looking at this person who is about to be fragmented, the breath of life is getting weaker and weaker, so I reluctantly stretched my head and dripped a drop of saliva into this person's mouth.

"Keep it for now...If you live completely, then you won't see me? Once you see me, isn't it that I was seen? If I was seen, then I broke the oath? After taking the oath, won’t I have more bad luck!?"

A drop of the monster's mouth dripped, but it was equivalent to the person lying below taking a bath, and the whole body was soaked.

"Too small..."

The monster sighed: "It's cheap for you... This is the water of my inner alchemy..."

Some bored raised their heads, looking at the ridiculous poisonous fog that I had created in mid-air over the years. In the huge eyeballs, there was an indescribable desire: "When can I go out and play freely... "

"Old ancestor...When did you say that my noble person will come...I have waited for so many years...Do you know, do you know, the flowers I waited for are all thanked..."

"It's so difficult for me...on the one hand, I don’t let me see people, on the other hand, but on the other hand, they say that my noble person will come... If you don’t see anyone, how come there are noble persons..."

I felt sorry for myself for a long time, and suddenly something came to my mind.

He bowed his head sharply.

Looking at the person lying on the ground.

Uncertain: "This...this...this...this gadget will be my nobleman, right?"

……

"If this guy is my nobleman, doesn't it mean that I...can go out?"

The monster's two big eyes blinked and suddenly became excited.

He suddenly lowered his head, looking at the tattered people on the ground, the saliva in his mouth suddenly dripped 9.375 meters.

"My noble man... You must be my noble man!..."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh u you not to have to be my noble, to be with ...

……

Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian ascended a little frustrated, to the top of the mountain.

Both of them are a little dejected.

Through the teachers and move the crowd, they are tired all the way.

I harvested an iron nail.

As for the poisonous fog that Zuo Xiaoduo put away, neither of them felt that it was a gain—it was just a little poison, for nothing?

Whether it is Zuo Xiaoduo or Zuo Xiaonian, he always collects a lot of things, so I don’t like this at all...

The long day of tears followed, rising from below.

He didn't go down to the bottom, he was protected far away in the poisonous fog.

Seeing this thick poisonous fog, Master Mozu wanted to collect some spares for the first time: encountering a large battle formation of the kind of enemy that cannot be dealt with, this thing is simply an indispensable weapon in battle!

When the time comes...

It melts a large piece in an instant, what a good thing.

But Master Mozu doesn't have such equipment, so he can only stare at him with greedy eyes.

When I heard these two treasures, I didn't even look at them, and I couldn't help but feel a toothache.

"The old man doesn't know what to say..."

"With this thing, you can guarantee that you are surrounded by millions of monsters, and you can also save a small life... You are not a thing..."

"Unfortunately, the old man can't put it away at all. The angry old man has liver pain!"

"Hey, those who really understand the good things, the less they can get them... Instead, they don't understand anything, the **** is full of luck..."

Tears and sighed to the sky: "When I was young, I played with the people like Zuo Changchang, and I grabbed three of them after a while, and all those who were instigated by them took the initiative to open the cards, and I learned that it was the biggest one in the future. , Let alone the leopard, even the golden flower is gone, Lao Tzu's **** who lose every time I play cards are gone... I suspect that the guys cheated..."

"It is estimated that Zuo Changchang cheated..."

"First made me addicted, and then let me lose...Finally, I gave him an IOU, and later the IOU was as thick as a slap, and he hooked up my daughter...I am a clever life, confused for a while..."

"Hey, the past is like smoke..."

……

Zuo Xiaoduo's two rockets generally rushed straight up from below the cliff, rushed directly into the air, and then slowly fell, aura swelling, and all the remaining poisonous fog stuck to the surroundings was shaken away.

Then the two of them froze for a moment.

Because, in front of the two of them, there are actually five masked men in black standing quietly on the edge of the cliff!

A pair of shiny eyes looked at the two of them.

The eyes are full of interest.

And, unspeakable cruelty.

"Zuo Xiaoduo, what did you find when you entered under this ten-thousand-square-foot cliff?" A man in black and a black robe sang in the high-altitude long wind, sounding like gold and iron.

Zuo Xiaoduo was in the air, stopped, and narrowed his eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you stop here? Haven't you heard of my Tekken Master Zuo Xiaoduo's name?"

Zuo Xiaoduo snorted.

"Master Iron Fist, ha ha ha..."

The headed man in black smiled faintly: "Don't play tricks in front of me like this little blindfold. You Zuo Xiaoduo is known as the iron fist, but the real skill is your sword. "

The man in black had a joking expression in his eyes, and said lightly: "Civil cat sword, I'm right."

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【Take a leave today, I feel very depressed. My Chinese teacher has passed away, and I want to go back. I still remember that when the teacher finished reading my composition on the podium, he sighed and said: This child can be a writer in the future... When I was desperate, these words supported my online literary career...

Sorry today... brothers and sisters. 】