"not good!"

Lao Zhou didn't understand what was going on, so he instinctively hid in the sneak boat, but he had only had time to take a step away, and his whole body, including his soul and thoughts, also solidified.

After a moment, this strange scene fluctuated again, but in the overlap of ripples, it transformed from a specific image into a lifelike picture. The five monks also became the little people in the painting and were buried in the thin "painted paper".

At this time, I held the scroll with one hand and shook it gently. The picture on the paper was painted blank, with only a few points of ashes, and was washed away by the undercurrent of the water layer and disappeared without a trace.

Then, the person holding the painting walked into the sneaker boat, put away the scroll, stared at the woman imprisoned in the center, and the light flashed in her eyes.

"What a blue wave-turning spiritual picture."

Behind the person holding the painting, someone came in immediately, smiling and praising. The cabin door behind him finally closed, leaving no trace inside and outside.

While speaking, the visitor also saw the woman on the torture instrument. He took two steps forward and walked in front of the person holding the painting. He reached out without hesitation and walked over the woman's undulating body curve, saying:

"What a beauty. Although God hates ghosts and hates ghosts, this person is really more than ghosts and has too much heart. He is, he says, "

The person who holds the painting, Su Shuanghe, has a hot look at the eyes at this time. He not only hates the "god hatred" on the torture instrument, but also the one who speaks.

However, he reacted quickly and smiled and said, "The ghosts and the like are not yet visible, but the current scenery is really pleasing to the eye. Especially the Maiden of Queer is here..."

He deliberately made the name closer. The man in front looked back, blinked, pursed his lips and smiled. He didn't see much charm, but he was a little weird: "Master is right, the crane witch is really a romantic figure."

Su Shuanghe laughed and bowed to the north: "It's the Ghost Bell Ancestor who praised it."

Whether it is irony or not, he still has this kind of thick skin.

He then said, "Madam Queer, this god-hate has already obtained it. Should I interrogate me?"

Zhai Que'er did not respond immediately, but walked around the torture instrument with his hands behind his back. When he reached the back, he grabbed the drooping hair of Shenzhe, pulled it down, forcing her to raise her head, and soon let go of her hand again.

The god hated his head was weak and he had no stress response. Obviously, his mind was already ignorant.

Zhai Quier looked at Su Shuanghe, and Su Shuanghe also looked at her. The two of them looked at each other and they were both understanding.

At that moment, Su Shuanghe chanted the witch curse to make the dizzy state of Shenkong continue, while Zhai Que'er stretched out his hand without hesitation and pressed it on Shenkong's chest, just like he usually spoke, and smiled and said:

“What should I call it?”

A low voice sounded: "...color aggregate."

"The form aggregate? It sounds much better than the name of the god hated."

Zhai Que'er still had time to joke, and her eyes circled Su Shuanghe again, but the person's expression was unconsciously tense.

"What are you doing during this period?"

"escape……"

“What happened before?”

Se Yun's response was obviously stagnant, and Zhai Que'er pressed her palm on her chest and increased the force slightly. Se Yun spoke again: "Raising the sword cultivator on both sides of Cangjiang River."

"A hit!"

Zhai Que'er smiled and withdrew her hand and made a "please" gesture to Su Shuanghe.

Su Shuanghe was not polite and immediately asked: "Who arranged for you to do the robbery of the sword cultivator?"

"I don't know, the funder didn't show up."

Hearing this answer, Su Shuanghe's tense face became obviously looser, but he quickly narrowed his eyes again:

"Who is online?"

The response of the form aggregate is weak but direct: "White clothes."

"Sure enough."

Su Shuanghe smiled with her teeth, no longer cared about the semen, turned to Zhai Que'er and said, "This is wrong with me. The group of wastes in her hands actually made others get stuck, and they are still in the dark. Thanks to Que'er's wife reminded her that she cut off the clues..."

When he was around the lake, he heard that Baiyi and Lengyan's identity were one-two and two-two, and he didn't care about it very much. He only regarded it as a chess piece to plot against Mrs. Xia, waiting for the Tiandun Sect to do it.

It was not until after returning that I talked about this with Zhai Queer that I suddenly woke up the area where Baiyi was located, which happened to be a very deadly link in his secret action.

He then pushed back and immediately shocked him in a cold sweat.

He was still thinking of giving Mrs. Xia a fatal blow, but he didn't expect Mrs. Xia to have already made a trap for him early on.

If it weren't for the Tiandun Sect, Zhai Que'er reminded him one after another, I'm afraid that when things failed, he still didn't know what was wrong!

Su Shuanghe knew very well that what he did was not only tolerant of the Wu Sect, but also tolerant of the world. Once exposed, there would be no place to stand.

Because of this, even though he knew that the situation was still within controllable range, he was panicked and his thoughts were distracted, which was much worse than before.

At this moment, he wanted to hear other people's opinions.

"Madam Queer..."

Zhai Que'er was very straightforward and immediately responded: "It seems that Xia must have known, or partly known about our plan, but he is not ready to make it public for the time being. Now I only think of three ways to deal with it."

She raised three fingers: "The first one is to follow the plan and bring disaster to the east. Xia's family made Bai Yi intervene in this matter, and it would be fine if it was not exposed. Now that the wind has been lost, the He Wu thinks that there are more people in the world who know that God Hades does things for us, or more people who know that Bai Yi and Xia's relationship?"

Su Shuanghe was stunned and happy first: "Sure enough, that's it..."

Before the word "官" was expressed, he suddenly became dumb.

Zhai Que'er smiled and bent down a finger, and the remaining two were slightly shaken: "It seems that the He Wu has figured it out. If he really does this, it will attract the attention of the world. It will be a matter of time before we can expose it. Xia should also think so... From this we can see that her purpose seems to be very similar to ours."

Su Shuanghe looked bad, but at the end he snorted: "As expected, who among the Wu Sect has no such thought?"

Zhai Queer smiled: "Is this second one? It is naturally to kill all traces and not give Xia any handle..."

“Too passive.”

Before Zhai Que'er could finish her words, Su Shuanghe shook her head: "If Xia's move fails, she will definitely have a backhand. No matter how clean the traces are, can she erase the memories in her mind?"

Zhai Que'er immediately raised another finger: "Then, it's only better to start first, quickly push the planning, and at the same time interfere with Xia's judgment, attack him unprepared, and make a final decision in one fell swoop."

Su Shuanghe still shook his head: "The preparations in his hands are still far apart. There are 108 people in the Dan Sword Cultivator, but they are already ready; there are 66 people in the Buxu Sword Cultivator, and the number of Earth Demons is still six different, and the quality is not even equal. As for the real sword cultivator, he has been hunting outside the domain for years, and including your support, there are only twelve people. When can he get enough of the Tiangang number?"

He was so impressed that he was about to burst out, but at the end, he made a very cold joke:

"Is it possible that I really want to rob Jian Luan Xuan?"
Chapter completed!