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122. Hypocrisy 6

Nangong Wenchu ​​was the eldest and most experienced one here. He looked around cautiously. Qiling River was one of the most famous rivers in legend. Just like what was described in books whose authenticity could not be verified, it was indeed the river.

The scenery is picturesque, giving people a quiet and peaceful scene. "Haha, with our Fourth Young Master Feng Ling here, why don't all the monsters and ghosts take a detour?"

Nangong Wenchu ​​thought about it and felt that his behavior might be too vigilant, but out of responsibility he still said: "Qiling River is the most legendary river in the world. I think there are many heroes who came here in history.

, but there has been no written record, which means there must be a mystery here. If you don’t want to sleep here forever, it’s best not to act alone and underestimate the enemy.”

Emperor Xiutian used his sword to cut through the surrounding air from time to time, testing for any distortion in space, but it was all in vain: "Wen Chu, if you ask me, you are too stubborn. If you can find Yueyao's whereabouts, we won't

Shouldn't I give up this opportunity? For Yueyao, even if I risk my life, it's worth it in my heart." "Gululu..." a strange voice sounded.

"Ah!" Helian Shuiruo shouted, jumped up high, yelled and ran back to Nangong Wenchu, saying in shock: "Look over there!" Everyone pressed He

Lian Shuiruo looked in the direction pointed by him, and instantly felt his hair stand straight, and his blood felt cold, as if it was flowing backwards. "I went... I didn't expect there to be such a big monster here!"

Among the crowd, the most belligerent Emperor Xiutian rushed out: "You came just in time, let me know how to handle it and see what qualifications this ugly monster has to block the road in front of me!" "Come back here."

Nangong Wenchu ​​had already prepared for this kind of situation. He pulled back the impulsive Emperor Xiutian and started ideological education. "Are you going to die, or are you going to ask for trouble!"

"Don't stop me!" Di Xiutian's eyes were obviously red from death, and he was particularly embarrassed by Nangong Wenchu's teaching. "There are just a few little monsters, I don't believe they can do anything to us."

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"I know you are bloody!" Nangong Wenchu ​​punched him again unceremoniously, "We haven't seen the basics of these monsters yet, so we can't be so impulsive."

"The colors on the skin of these monsters are so mixed. Considering the environment here, their attributes should be earth or water. And they are not ordinary monsters. We must work together to have a chance of winning." Nangong Wenchu ​​usually said

His commanding ability exploded and he won the support of others. "I agree with Wen Chu's statement. I think this is a good idea."

Feng Muran slashed away a monster that rushed up with his sword. The monster split into two halves under the shadow of the light sword: "These monsters are quite average and have a little strength. It's really not a problem if it's a one-on-one fight, but if it's

With a collective attack, the odds of winning are unpredictable." The conversation changed and the target was pointed at Emperor Xiutian: "By the way, Xiutian, if Wen Chu hadn't pulled you back just now, you would have been dead."

"If you can succeed in killing like you without any purpose, then the former heroes will not be unable to explore the secrets here." Nangong Wenchu's voice moistened everyone's heart like rain. If Nangong Wenchu

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