newbobooks Chapter 551 Arriving at the finish line, the ghost-faced death spider
Chapter 551 Arriving at the finish line, the ghost-faced death spider
The second daughter's worry was not about the Emperor Zhun, but about the latter sentence.
He wants to find one or two treasures in the core palace, which is the point of this sentence.
This bastard Murong Chuan is the best at playing tricks, and he likes to cover things up the most.
He opened his mouth and asked for prices, usually because he didn't mean to drink.
"What treasure do you want, tell me."
Zi Luoyan opened her mouth. She put on airs and acted like a Lafayette, which made Murong Chuan feel pained.
"Sister Zi, I don't know what's in the core palace, I'll see it later."
Murong Chuan laughed, Fengyue also joined in the fun, and said like a savage princess:
"How many pieces do you want? Don't say two pieces. You may be able to take a few pieces by then."
"Hey, shit, I've solved your difficulties, so you can join forces to deal with me, right?"
Murong Chuan made a fuss, but Zi Luoyan brushed her hair by her ears, and said lazily:
"That's right, if Zifeng's two families unite, you'll be useless. You'd better be smart."
"Damn it, the disciples of the church starved to death of the master, you turned your face too quickly."
Murong Chuan teased with displeasure on his face, but he was not in a hurry, and knew that the second daughter was joking.
"Stop talking, save it for a while, you're embarrassed."
Fengyue took the time to tease Murong Chuan so much that she was speechless.
Well, how fast is the world report coming.Just now he was mocking Fengyue, now someone else has the right to speak.
"If you win, I want three pieces. The one with a clear goal is the water of the Moonfall River, and I want to use it to refine the magic weapon of the spirit beast.
The other two have no clear goals. I want to find a defensive magic weapon for Liu Ying, and the other depends on fate. "
Seeing that he couldn't hide, Murong Chuan could only half-truth and half-false, telling his goal.
Zi Luoyan and Shui Jianji both knew about the scaletail fish on his body, but Fengyue didn't know about it but could guess the reason for wanting the water from Yueluo River.
The second daughter stared at Murong Chuan suspiciously for a moment, as if she was still worried about Murong Chuan, which was enough to see how this guy left the impression on others.
The second daughter thought about it, but she didn't realize what was wrong, so it was the end of this matter.
This is a method that is satisfactory to both parties, and it is also a strategy for sustainable development.
Once the matter of the three families is announced to the world, it is equivalent to promulgating other rules for the Tomb of the Ten Emperors, which will directly help Feng Dimu who has not moved.
This is the same as the follower, since the Zi family sends invitations to the follower, then the Feng family has a lesson from the past, so it should be widely distributed invitations?
If his Feng family followed suit, then the rest of the emperor's tombs hadn't found the family, so they would naturally join in.
The unlucky thing is that the three families were dug out, but they are weak, and it is impossible for them to resist the seven families, so they have to follow the trend.
This is a perfect method, and it is also a very effective method, even if it is a crystallization of wisdom.
The three of them discussed the distribution of benefits so noisy that they didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation. When all the dust settled, the surrounding scene also changed dramatically.
The sunlight has been shrouded by the huge tree canopy, except for the dappled sunlight between the leaves, the surrounding area is shrouded in darkness.
That shadowy appearance seemed to have entered the Nine Nether Yellow Springs.
Murong Chuan shuddered, wrinkled his nose and said, "Did you smell a bad smell?"
Hearing this, the two girls also sniffed, and there was a faint strange smell, which made them frown involuntarily.
"It smells so familiar, I remember smelling it somewhere."
Murong Chuan muttered in a low voice, but he just couldn't remember where he had smelled that strange smell.
He tried his best to look at the canopy of the dome, but there were so many shadows and spots of light that he couldn't see clearly what was on it.
It's like looking up at a spotlight overhead, no matter how good your eyesight is, it's impossible to see clearly the ceiling behind the spotlight.
The imperial skills of the Dao Palace Realm are really sharp, and the speed of the Yin Yang Furnace is still extremely fast, and Murong Chuan never thought of stopping it.
Anyway, the crown of the tree is as big as Qionggai, unless it can rush out of the Emperor Burying Star and break away from the universal gravitational force of the Emperor Burying Star, no matter how hard it falls, it will not fall outside the crown of the tree.
Maybe, Biaoshe's yin and yang furnace can also be used as a weapon, pretending to be dead has been a terrifying beast, let him take advantage of it.
While observing the situation above, Murong Chuan was thinking wildly in his mind, but he didn't take the strange smell seriously.
"You didn't completely shield the smell, causing the outside smell to float in?"
The eccentric Fengyue thought of the key point at the first time, Murong Chuan slapped his head, turned around and gave a thumbs up: "Smart!"
After saying that, he opened the shield of the Yin-Yang Stove, and a cool wind, mixed with a horrible stench, rushed in.
"Ouch...fuck, what the hell, is... vomit..."
Before Murong Chuan finished speaking, he closed the Yin-Yang Furnace and rushed towards the bottom.
Fengyue's complexion was extremely ugly, it was obvious that she had been fumigated, and Zi Luoyan's complexion was extremely ugly because of the strong stench.
However, the second daughter is a woman after all, and she has something to cover her body, and hurriedly drives away the stench around her.
Murong Chuan drooped his tongue, and said desperately: "The cycle of heaven and earth, retribution is not good, this time I can't escape."
Murong Chuan looked bitter and bitter, and before the two daughters had time to ask, Murong Chuan hastily manipulated the yin and yang furnace to turn his head around, and continued to charge forward with his buttocks up.
The second daughter was puzzled, but Murong Chuan said helplessly, "Just now it smelled of rotten spirit grass, and above it was the nest of ghost-faced death spiders."
The second daughter was shocked, her face was extremely ugly, as if she had eaten a dead fly.
The bellflowers and the others didn't know about it, but the horror of the ghost-faced death spider was recorded in almost all ancient families.
With the ghost face on his back, life and death can be controlled, the net of the dead, the restricted area of the living.
Legend has it that the ghostly face can charm the mind, release deadly poisonous mist, and the net of the dead is tougher than magic weapons, as long as it is covered by it, you will die without a doubt.
Just a few words are enough to show that the ghost-faced death spider is powerful.
When they met the young ghost-faced death spider before, everyone was just speculating, but they didn't expect that there was a mature body above the tree canopy.
"Are you sure it's a ghost-faced death spider?"
Fengyue asked in disbelief, Murong Chuan sighed, and said helplessly: "In the ruins of Muxiu Forest, there was a ghost-faced death spider.
The ghost-faced death spider is just above the bluebell garden. If you don't believe me, you can ask Sister Zi. "
Zi Luoyan nodded dejectedly, and said helplessly: "If I had known this, I should have let the Holy Cult of Blood Prison explore the way, and we will follow obediently behind."
As soon as her voice fell, the three of them felt stagnant, as if an obstacle had been installed, causing them to shake violently.
Immediately afterwards, everyone felt that the speed of the Yin-Yang Furnace weakened extremely rapidly, and it seemed that it would stop soon.
"This is it?" Murong Chuan hesitated a little, and the three of them immediately exclaimed, "I hit the net!"
After all, before the three of them had time to react, they were pulled to the limit and the giant net shrank, before bouncing downward again.
The three of them yelled and swayed back and forth, they didn't look like monks at all, they were no different from children who were about to start crying.