After being looked up and down by the weird guy, Fang Jue suddenly understood the feelings of the animals slaughtered.

It's just that kind of creature, everyone is alive, and they're just a polite smile, but in the eyes of others, you're actually a dish.

Braised, steamed, fryed, or eaten as a thorn.

Fortunately, every race has its own talented skills. If it can exist in the world, there must be a way to save lives. Birds can fly, fish can swim, and even the weakest ants can dig holes.

"You are a bone armor, right? It's interesting." Without the awareness of food, he commented on the diners' clothes.

The 'Dinner' was slightly stunned and then laughed; "I didn't expect that someone in this remote mountain would recognize me as a treasure?"

Fang Jue tsk, but he shook his head: "What a pity, it's just a wooden armor. If it comes to white bone iron armor, or even white bone gold armor, it will be amazing."

After saying that, he glanced at the fortune teller and frowned and asked, "A is divided into five levels, gold, silver, steel, wood, is it because you are a low-level boy, or is the elders of the master sect dead? Even if it is a wooden armor, it is not sophisticated. You are going to a wrong path!"

"Nothing nonsense, where is there gold and silver armor!"

The fortune teller blurted out almost without thinking, then his eyes became a little alert, put away his strange smile, and asked, "Who are you, how do you know this?"

"You don't know, it doesn't mean there isn't."

Fang Jue smiled faintly, thought for a while, and said, "Yes, the Southern Man lineage has long been killed, otherwise, your bones and armor would not have been inappropriate."

In the Book of Viewing Feng Wei, although the description of the white bone armor is limited, it clearly states that this line of Nanyue barbarians has been wiped out by the court.

"Who are you!"

The previous smile of the fortune teller disappeared completely, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, with a look of suspicion.

Unconsciously, his legs were slightly lame. The virus was moving upwards at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, ruthlessly swallowing his brain healthy cells.

"Walking down the world, watching the wind and checking the water, who do you think I am?" Fang Jue smiled indifferently.

"Watch the wind and check the water..." The fortune teller's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he was facing a great enemy, and shouted in a low voice: "You are the Wind and Watch the Wind!"

Fang Jue also ignored the birth of a brand new vegetable man. His eyes swept across the battle group that was close by, sighed and said, "Let them stop, otherwise they will be killed all of them. Even if I want to protect you and leave a lineage of magic for the Southern Barbarians, it is difficult to speak."

On this side, after a few words, almost everyone in the remaining bodyguards were injured, and the two of them couldn't even stand up.

"The Envoy of Wind!" The fortune teller said these four words almost gritted his teeth, as if he had a great hatred for killing his father and wife. He said word by word: "If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen into such a field?"

That being said, the attack of the two bone armors suddenly weakened and they almost stopped attacking, but they just surrounded everyone, obviously guarding against something.

The remaining corpses gathered together nervously, raised their weapons, and faced the bone armor in fear.

Wu Junshan was covered in blood and stood behind Fang Jue with a sword in his arms.

Fang Jue put one hand behind his back, looked at the fortune teller and sneered contemptuously: "How can I understand my Dahao's affairs? Do you just think of the wind-watching messenger? You want to destroy you, so there are those who are like me who are not easy to pity you, and I am willing to have a magical technique for the world."

This is really a bit of a fortune teller.

He didn't believe that Fang Jue's kindness is not easy to be merciful, that's nonsense.

I'm afraid the real purpose is to covet the "magic art".

"Do you think I care about your evil path?" Fang Jue's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. He laughed and said loudly: "The great way is fifty, the heavens are forty-nine, and the heavens are missing one, but there is a glimmer of life and cannot be killed. This is the dignified and righteous way."

"The great way is fifty, the heavenly being forty-nine, the heavenly being missing..."

The fortune teller muttered to himself, feeling that these words were very mysterious and had great mystery.

"Are you really trying to plot against my bone refining technique?"

"Everyone said that you have been practicing so hard, but it's not true. What do I want you to do? Are you looking for death if you fall into evil ways?" Fang Jue sneered.

"Where was wrong?!" The fortune teller couldn't help asking.

There are very few healthy brain cells left.

Fang Jue casually stroked the bluestone on his waist, squinted his eyes, stared at the armor and looked at it.

"Removing the armor, take it to me and let me talk about it."

Hearing the word "removing armor", the fortune teller's heart moved, and the remaining healthy brain cells finally played a role at the last moment.

His body is not strong. Once the bone armor is removed, the swordsman holding the sharp sword may cause damage to him. Although the possibility is extremely small, even one-on-one, he will not weaken the swordsman.

But being able to survive until today under the strangle of the Fengguan Envoy, fortune tellers can be said to be careful every step and will not make any mistakes.

If he hadn't passed by Yunmeng Mountain and found that this area of ​​yin energy was extremely heavy, which was particularly beneficial to refining the bone armor, he wouldn't have even stayed here for so long, let alone take the risk of letting the bone armor prey on its own.

However, the desire for the "Big Way" and the obsession with refining iron armor and even more powerful steel armor are also irresistible. Even if there is only a shiny chance, I can't help but want to try it and bet.

One complete white bone armor walked to the fortune teller with mechanical steps, while the other one blocked the escort team and him.

Take off half of the bone armor, immediately replace it with a more complete one, and use it as a shield to block the front.

Let half of the armor reach the opponent's body, and if something is strange, the bell will be called back.

Well, this is a perfect solution.

"I have very few people in my life. I believe in you once today. If I fail me, I will definitely die miserable!"

The fortune teller said word by word, his tone was gloomy and cold, as if he was swearing.

"If you don't believe it, get out." Fang Jue said impatiently.

The fortune teller's expression stagnated.

Kakka...

The familiar sound of opening and closing the skeleton sounded again, and half of the white bone armor spread out and fell off the fortune teller;

The complete bone armor behind him opened his arms and was ready to hug its owner.

At the moment of alternation, the fortune teller suddenly felt something was wrong.

A strong warning came from the skeleton behind him!

The corpses on the opposite side widened their eyes, looking like they were seeing ghosts.

Everything happened only in a moment. A brocade bamboo rat appeared out of thin air on the fortune teller's neck, and used his minions and bit them hard.

But immediately afterwards, the claws of the newly possessed white bone armor were shattered and turned into fragments of light and shadow, disappearing.

However, it's too late,

The fortune teller's eyes widened and his head was in an unnatural direction.

Two hands and two skeleton claws, covering their necks tightly, but they could not stop the blood that was spewing out.

The wound on his neck was much larger than his palm, and half of his neck was torn apart, dragging out a white throat and neck bone.

This time, it's not a brain supplement.
Chapter completed!