This magic sword transformed into a hair is indeed vicious, probably not just that. Bai Lang could even detect the essence above that was not consistent with the Guan Ba ​​in front of him - this must be a foundation. Maybe some alien essence from somewhere was absorbed to use this magical skill.

The hair was like a living thing, twisting into the qi, and the qi of the golden bell cover was really hard to block. So the white waves stimulated the aura of the sun, and the glorious sun directly turned the copper bell of the golden bell into dazzling gold, and a blazing fire light also emanated from the white waves. "The evil things, ghosts and monsters all turned into ashes under the sun!" Wherever Bailang's internal strength went, the black hair gradually turned into stenched black smoke and dissipated.

The vicious low curse sound had disappeared without even Bai Lang clearly. Amid the grand bell of the sun, all these evil things would not last long. However, Guan Ba ​​was not affected by the backlash after the death knife he issued was destroyed - once it was issued, it had nothing to do with him, otherwise why would he have to be bald? This guy took this opportunity to run away and dodge the road to the backyard.

Although he said to kill you, Bai Lang knew that this matter was very difficult after a round of temptations - everyone is innate masters, especially the other party has many people, so it is difficult to really kill him. He himself is a golden bell cover protecting his body. The other party does not want to seriously injure and die and insists on killing him, so what else can it do? Even if Park Xiang's family is lucky, if Bai Lang rushed to the place and still has someone alive.

Bai Lang swept across the corridor like the wind, and he did carry a whirlwind. After this battle, Bai Lang felt that his control over the wind was even stronger. Bai Lang, who was caught in the backyard, saw corpses, and almost all died of poisoning - because except for blood in the mouth and nose, there were no scars on these people. Some people had a breath, and luckily, the little girl he had seen before was one of them.

Bai Lang grabbed the little girl with one hand, and his internal force surged out and injected it into the girl's body to detoxify her. Bai Lang had never tried to detoxify before, so he naturally didn't know what to do. He could only say that he sensed the toxins in his meridians and gradually pressed them out of his meridians. If he kept his vitality, his internal force of the golden bell cover was not effective in this regard.

The powerful internal force could not save the little girl's vitality, and when Bai Lang hugged her and rushed to the front hall, those people had already run away. "How to detoxify?" Bai Lang was also very troubled. This person's mood was no longer the time when he just entered the city. His originally relaxed mood had already been filled with Wuming's anger - it doesn't matter if he was a thug. Anyway, he saw it a lot when he was a thug when he was a thug, but it caused the innocent children, which made him very angry.

If you say that adults and old people may have gained benefits from all kinds of bad things, it makes sense that things will be taken away by someone in one's own way, but children cannot calculate this way. This is Bai Lang's daily bottom line. No matter how fierce he kills, he has never taken action even if it is a Tartar child. The poisons used by these people seem to be quite powerful, and Bai Lang also knows that many poisons cannot be called antidotes - they can only be relieved by inducing vomiting. "If it is in modern society, it can be sent for rescue. But where can I find a national player here?"

With Bai Lang's martial arts, the innate true energy cannot save the little girl's vitality. Seeing the little girl's breathing gradually fades, Bai Lang's hanging eyebrows are getting heavier and heavier - if it was a little casual to say that I was going to save people, Bai Lang's mood is simply the thunder in the sky, and the white tiger in his heart roars. However, those guys who are responsible for this have already escaped without a trace, and even if they keep Bai Lang, they will not fight with them now - although they are angry, Bai Lang is still rational.

He hugged the little girl and went straight into the air, running all the way to the city and stopped for dozens of miles outside the city. The little girl was dead. Bai Lang put her on the ground, carefully sorted out the little girl, and wiped the blood. Bai Lang stood up, waved his right hand flat, and a big tree was broken directly by him - this was a tree as thick as a man hugged. Bai Lang pulled the bark off, broke the trees from it, and hollowed out.

This was a coffin. After putting the little girl in, Bai Lang dug a hole and buried it. As for the tombstone - Bai Lang didn't even know what the girl was called? Most of the left and right thoughts were the surname Pu, but why should the tombstone be needed if she died? I think besides Bai Lang herself, there may not be any living people who remember this girl. So Bai Lang just buried her under a tree, peeled off a piece of bark and wrote the word Pu on it.

Bai Lang stood here for a while, he wanted to smoke, but no. He touched his lips and became more and more disgusted with what he saw and heard. "I will definitely kill those bastards! One is called Guan Ba, right? But before killing him, you have to figure out who poisoned him? There is no need to think about who did this game. It is correct to find the master of the six-cent and the master of the main hall."

This matter has to be discussed for a long time, and once he does this, his plan to be a little landlord here will be a failure. However, Bai Lang has no frustration, but he is a little eager to try it out. "I really want to do something immediately." The inn is still going back, but Bai Lang feels that he can live a more casual life. "I am a beggar, so it doesn't matter if I just find a house or a land temple that no one lives in!"

In short, first understand the distribution of various forces in Jicheng, and then figure out who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is a leader, can only kill people in a targeted manner? And joining the Golden Feng Xiyu Building, which is hostile to Liufen-Bank Hall? This choice is not on Bailang's option at the beginning - he doesn't want to join any organization. "He finally jumped out of the cesspool, there is no need to choose another and jump in! Good people are not involved in the club!"

There are mirrors in this world, not bronze mirrors but real mercury mirrors. When Bai Lang checked out at the inn and took back his luggage, he also took a look. "Sure enough, except for the official robes and armors, I am afraid that the beggars are wearing the serious scholarly uniforms and the knight uniforms are not suitable for a certain style." He looked at the big man in the mirror, his beard was already mixed, and he was about to burst out after raising them for a while, and of course he could cover his tender face.
Chapter completed!