Chen Long turned his head and looked at Tru behind him. Tru was a little nervous and a little worried. To be honest, they had just snatched the Tiger Talisman with the power of balancing yin and yang from Chen Long two days ago. But now it was taken from the hands of the Holy Master by the opponent.
Taken out, it makes people feel a little bit uncomfortable.
It is said that he will go to an antique shop and become a family with Chen Long in the future, but can he be trusted now?
Will you give up on yourself?
Chenlong, it’s hard to say.
However, Tohru was in a good mood after escaping from the hands of that terrible Holy Lord. And since he was driven by a mysterious force just now and lost all control of his speech and movement, and involuntarily, Tohru's heart was full of hatred for the black hand/gang.
The favorability dropped greatly.
"Yes, I am Tohru from the past... Well, um, I can provide some help if you need it. If nothing happens, why don't you leave first?"
Tru said politely, and then spoke his true feelings frankly. It was impossible to go with Chenlong. Even if he decided to "fire" Wa Long, it would be hard to immediately switch to Chenlong. He had to relax a little? Moreover,
His current mentality also needs some adjustment.
...
Soon, Tru turned around and left unsteadily.
Looking at his leaving figure,
Chen Long behind him was stunned.
After a long time, I came back to my senses. The expression on my face was distorted, as if I was wearing a mask of pain. No, how can I deal with my father when you are gone? Are you going to rob someone in front of the Holy Lord again? Take advantage of him when he is not prepared.
Kill him immediately, carry Tohru on his back, and run away without looking back?
Suddenly I felt that the Death Star above my head was shining brightly!
This...is inappropriate.
Just now, he was almost on the same foot as them. As soon as he flew out of the Black Hand Building, there was a blazing dragon's breath behind him, and the flames shot into the sky, lighting up half of the city in broad daylight.
That's a bit of an exaggeration, but...
"It really can't be defeated, and it can't be solved yet! Maybe something will happen in the future, so if I go back to save people, I'm afraid there will be unexpected dangers."
Maybe it’s not a dangerous thing anymore. If you’re not careful, maybe everyone will be dead! It wasn’t like that before... Huh?
Chenlong took a breath and thought about it carefully. Ever since he was dragged by Black to become a young man, he didn't seem to have encountered any mortal danger with the Holy Lord?
As for the things he did, if he were to think about it in another person's shoes, he would have beaten himself to the ground. At the very least, he would never be able to get up. But until now, he is still alive and kicking, saying that it was luck. Who would believe this?
But when it comes to the Holy Lord, there is nothing but old and new grudges between them. All they can think of is...2...
"Xiaoyu?"
Chen Long exclaimed, his face stained with an ashen color.
At this moment, countless possibilities passed through his mind. There were all kinds of possibilities, but he didn't expect that the most likely one was Xiaoyu! Is this evil dragon targeting Xiaoyu?
Damn, this thing!
After having a clue, looking back, looking with colored glasses, it is easy to find that the Holy Lord with Xiaoyu present and the Holy Master without Xiaoyu are two completely different demons. Moreover, this thing, if you guessed it correctly, was probably a few years ago.
Then he set his sights on his own juicy cabbage. Probably before he was resurrected? He pretended to sneak into the academy...
The more you think about it, the more you take a step back. The more you think about it, the more you suffer. The more you think about it, the more angry you become!
Even though he knew in his heart that he might get nothing if he went up, he couldn't help it. He concentrated his divine power and kicked hard with both feet. With a roar, his whole body instantly took off, wiping the outer glass of the Blackhand Building and upwards.
Lung Ling did a somersault with quick movements, landed steadily, stepped on the soft carpet and looked at the sand sculpture hanging on the wall, her eyes were scarlet, and she rushed over without saying a word.
Bai Yi on the wall was a little stunned, but this did not delay his movements. The floating divine power surged out instantly. Chenlong had just ran two steps when he was wrapped up in the divine power. Wherever he came from, he flew out and turned into a line of blue.
The light and shadow disappeared into the distant horizon.
"Is this Chenlong sick? I'm too lazy to pay attention to you and you still have to send me to my door. I'm glad it's time now, otherwise I'll find a good place to seal it for you this time!"
He didn't want to take action in this time and space. The time was false to him, but to others it was the real past, and to the past that was hidden by his own shielded consciousness, all this was also real.
This is very bad!
Especially, there is a saying that if the sky falls, the tall man will hold it up!
He was too lazy to do anything, and it was not what he wanted to do to take over the blame that Chenlong and the others should have shouldered with the humans.
It's just to disrupt your father and Chen Long's plan, and the plan is to make you return in vain. You have traveled to the past but failed to achieve anything, and you will suffer the world's attacks/backlash for nothing. I am a prostitute for nothing if others take the blame. This kind of thing
I feel... If you can still play like this in the future, please come here more often!
After throwing Chen Long away and feeling that the opponent was rushing all the way and flying out of San Francisco uncontrollably, Bai Yi turned back and looked at Tru below.
The fat, ferocious guy looked like a child at the moment, with nervousness and worry written all over his face.
Tohru will not die. He has no necessary value and will only cause trouble. But he will not let this guy go back so easily if he can use it.
With his order, more than a dozen shadow ninjas walked out of the darkness of the room, holding a pair of demon masks and many magic tools that were more like tattoo tools in their hands.
"No!"
"Don't come here, take that thing and go away, don't come here!"
"...."
The painful roar carried far away.
Wallon and the Black Hand trio just looked at each other for a while, then turned away with bared teeth.
This... is too scary!
Only Ah Fu's eyes lit up when he saw this scene!
Tru's luck is hard to say.
This method of turning a demon mask into a tattoo and carving it on the body, as long as it is not too corrosive, is simply the ability he has been longing for.
After all, humans have their limits. No matter how extreme they are, they can't be as powerful as the devil!
At this time, the recovery of magic power has not yet begun, the Spellcaster Academy does not exist, and Bai Yi has not started his journey around the world. Everything is the same as it was at the beginning. Ah Fu still doesn’t know what the future will look like. In his eyes, he gets a mask.
The devil's power is indeed one of the few ways to support himself in continuing to become stronger.
Or, to put it simply, the divine power of the Holy Lord's spell is more intuitive than the mask, but it does not have the side effect of eroding people's hearts.
I just have a thief heart but no thief courage.
Afu is so pure that he only dares to think about it. The risks and rewards of taking food from the Holy Lord are completely out of proportion. Just look at Toru. After being exposed by such operations, he stopped roaring, and after standing up again, his whole person turned blue.
The color of the barking, the eyes are scarlet, and the face is ferocious: "Master... seal, sir, go... roar!"
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After not holding on for a few seconds, Toru fell!
Previously, Ah Fu had thought that he would beg the Holy Lord to get one for himself, so that he would have the power of the masked devil forever. Now it seems that he should forget it, it would be good to wear it occasionally!