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The first thousand and fifty-one chapters can run, the monk can't run

"Task: Pinch Fu Lingshan's "buttock" part (completed); reward: a set of meteoric magnetic needles."

"Please extract it!"

On the screen in the space, the task prompt clearly tells yourself that a set of meteorological magnetic needles will soon appear in your hands and choose to extract them. Soon the bright light fills the space.

However, in this ball of white light, this feeling is like the legendary holy light, which makes people feel calm, and even the feeling of fatigue caused by the tension between muscles is wiped out.

After about three or four minutes, Su Ke opened his eyes and the faint light shone the cabin very dimly, but he could still clearly see the square box in his hand.[

The wooden box is rectangular, about the size of a palm and about six or seven centimeters high. I don’t know what material it is. The wood grain on it has an ancient atmosphere and is heavy in your hand.

With a click, Suke opened the wooden box, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a three-layer design, just like some tool boxes. As soon as the lid of the box is opened, all three layers will appear in front of you.

Yellow velvet is the base, and there are twelve needles per layer. Unlike the needles I used to use, these needles are different in length, but they are in the color of ink throughout.

Even the moment he opened the box, Su Ke could feel as if he had opened the seal, and a flowing aura appeared inside, condensed but did not dissipate in the box, and kept wandering and circulating.

This feeling was amazing. Suke even subconsciously placed his fingers on these acupuncture needles. Sure enough, when the fingers floated on it, the strand in his body was in his body.

"Get on the car!" Nanfeng pulled Suke's arm directly and got on the car directly. Moreover, Daolang did not remind Suke to fasten his seat belt and left directly.

Su Ke finally controlled his body: "What the hell is going on? Uncle Tian is injured?"

"It's very serious. Now the toxins are spreading all over the body!" Nan Feng's face looked very ugly, as if it was about to drip out of water. His eyes were full of murderous aura. Su Ke knew that this was definitely not aimed at him, if it was definitely targeted at someone.

Personally, it must be the one who hurt Deng Xiaotian.

"What happened? Why was Uncle Tian injured? Isn't it safe in Yanjing?" Su Ke couldn't imagine that under the feet of the emperor, the capital was important, and Deng Xiaotian himself was a strong man. Not to mention his own military value, he was just a matter of

That kind of experience of fighting for many years should not have the current situation!

"Uncle Tian accompanied the Prime Minister to the southern tour and encountered the killer mercenaries hired by hostile forces abroad!" When Nanfeng said this, he seemed to calm down suddenly, but he watched her rubbing her and not knowing where to touch her.

'The desert eagle that came out became even more murderous intent.

"Killer? Prime Minister?" Suk was stunned. Isn't this a plot that should appear in the movie? But now it's just like that, someone is going to assassinate the Prime Minister, even as an ordinary person

The common people will definitely share the same hatred of the enemy.

"Catch the killer?" Su Ke's expression became cold. Trying to assassinate the Prime Minister is a national hatred, and hurting Uncle Tian is a family hatred. Thinking of this, Su Ke's anger was surging.

"Die!" Nan Feng said concisely, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "But you can run away from the monk but you can't run away from the temple!"
Chapter completed!
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