The Portal of Wonderland

half year later.

Among the small courtyards outside the Shimu Stone House, seven or eight old disciples in black clothes stood there silently, seemingly waiting quietly for something.

Headed by a young blonde, it is the Jin Huan of the Spiritual Pavilion.

In addition to a few people, there are more than a dozen newcomers gathering in a far distance, as if watching the excitement from time to time.

"Golden brother, it seems that Shi Shidi is out, he will not be able to come back for a while, here let me guard it." Jin Huan, next to Huo Mao said softly.

The gate of Shimu Stone House is locked, and it is obvious that people have gone out.

"No hurry, I have nothing to do today, so I will wait a little longer here. And this batch of Fuxi has great use, no tolerance, no need to go to Shishidi refining." Jin Huan shook his head and said softly.

Huo Mao heard this and nodded. He stopped saying anything.

Beside Huo Mao, Bai Shi and Qi Ming are also here.

"I used to feel that Shi Xiu was quite extraordinary. I can't think of him not only being a spiritual root, but also having such a enchanting talent, but the district can refine the low-level symbols for half a year." Bai Shi said with exclamation.

Jin Huan and Huo Mao heard a smile and nodded, but Jin Huan’s smile was a little stubborn.

Just six months ago, Shi Mu suddenly showed his talent in making Fu Xi, not only let many newcomers who started at the same time fall through their eyes, but also surprised many old disciples.

There are not many apprentices in the Black Devils, and there are only a handful of reciters.

Today, Shi Mu has become one of the few fuss in the door of the warlock apprentices. Although he can only make a few low-level five-line techniques, he has already made many old disciples not easily offended. It is.

Not only that, the success rate of Shimu's production of Fuxi is extremely high, far exceeding that of other warlock apprentices.

Nowadays, more and more disciples are looking for him to refine the shackles. Shi Mu has to quit some of them, so Jin Huan and others will wait directly here.

Jin Huan is naturally annoyed at the moment!

As I knew so, he should have invited Shi Mu to join the Spiritual Pavilion in any case, and it was delicious and delicious.

Now that the reputation of Shimu has spread, it is far from being as simple as it was. I heard that some elders in the door have begun to pay attention to Shimu.

Jin Huan thought of it here, and he sighed in his heart.

The humming on the side, the face is a bit complicated.

In the past six months, he has also tried to make Fuxi, but unfortunately, even the basic runes have not realized two or three, let alone the refinement.

At this moment, the disciples who were watching from outside rioted and stepped away, and another group of people came over here.

Jin Huan heard the sound and looked up. The brow was slightly wrinkled.

The person who comes to the blood dragon will be the one who leads!

Qu Kun saw Jin Huan and others standing outside the door, and looked at it with a sigh of relief. He walked to Jin Huan and others and stood still, saying:

"Golden brother, I can't think of you as a big man in this Spiritual Pavilion. Is it for the stone master?"

"To each other, brother, you blood dragon will not come." Jin Huan faint back.

"Hey, Shi Shidi is a big man, and the younger brother naturally has to come and visit him." Qu Kun smiled.

"The nonsense talks less! Your blood dragon will deliberately raise the reward price half a month ago, please Shishidi refining a batch of Fuxi, we can not intervene in the Lingling Pavilion. This time, it should be our turn to honor the Pavilion." Jin Huan said coldly.

"The price is high, the original is the case, Shi Shidi is willing to accept the commission of our blood dragon club, it seems that do not need to pass the consent of Jin brother?" Qu Kun face suddenly cooled down.

The two pairs of people were squatting together, and a chilling atmosphere was released. The disciples around them couldn’t help but step back a few steps to avoid being smashed and pooled, but all with excitement and a look of lively look. .

Jin Huan's face is more and more cold, his eyes are like a knife, looking at Qu Kun, the body clothes are not windy automatically.

"Why, look at the appearance of Jin Xiong, do you want to compare with Qu Mou here?" Qu Kun did not fear a chest, proudly.

"I heard that the younger brother had practiced a sword technique called Sirius Xiaoyue. Jinmou had long wanted to find a chance to teach one or two. The so-called encounter is not as good as an encounter. I will see you at the opportunity to see a true chapter. How about giving up looking for Shishidi?" Jin Huan’s eyes flashed in a flash of light, saying one word at a time.

"Haha, Jinxiong, you and I are all looking for Shishidi's refining system today, why bother to hurt? If you want to compare it, the ratio is not far away. When you meet me, it will be." Qu Kun But haha ​​smiled, said undecided.

"Is this a scared brother? If this is the case, Kim will not force you to shoot, lest you lose your hand and hurt you. However, your blood dragon will leave today!" Jin Huan said with a cold smile, but his heart is really Some helpless.

Before the execution of the Zongmen mission, Zun Ling Ge suffered a serious loss. It was difficult to transfer the financial resources. If the price is competitive, I am afraid that it will not be the opponent of the Dragon Dragon. Otherwise, he will not make any decision.

Jin Huan’s words came out, and several of the people who stood next to him were laughing and laughing, and they saw the sardonic color of the people who looked at the Blood Dragon Club.

"Hey! Since Jinxiong is interested, you and I will play, and the blood crying in the next time has not been contaminated with blood for a while." Qu Kun quickly swept around, sneer in his mouth, holding the waist with one hand. The hilt of the sword.

He ranks a few worse than Jin Huan in the C-class disciples, and he does not have the full grasp to defeat the other side. However, many disciples around him are watching this, involving the reputation of the Blood Dragon Club, and they can only let go.

Moreover, he believes that in the past six months, he has improved a lot with martial arts. Even if he can't win, he tries to make a tie and still has the confidence to do it.

Jin Huan smiled coldly, waved his hand, and several people beside him retreated.

The members of several blood dragons beside Qu Kun also walked away in the distance, leaving a small open space around them.

"唰", Qu Kun pulled out the long sword.

This sword is half a foot longer than the usual long sword, and the blade has a faint red color. It seems to be contaminated with too much blood, giving off a disgusting **** smell.

Jin Huan’s hands are hanging on his side, and it seems that he does not intend to use the blade.

"Received!"

Qu Kun saw Jin Huan empty-handed against the enemy, his heart was very angry, and he sighed low. The sword in his hand turned, like a river in the Yangtze River, and went to Jin Huan.

The whole person exudes a breath of **** battlefield, and his sword is broken, making a "squeaky" sound, as if a ghost is crying.

Jin Huanbi blinked and his feet slammed into the ground.

A bang, a strong breath erupted from Jin Huan's body, and his body shape flashed, disappearing from the original place.

Qu Kun’s swordsmanship smothered the hollow, and his heart immediately screamed badly.

The air on the side of Qu Kun suddenly screamed, and a dense pale gold foot shadow suddenly kicked over. The momentum was like a galaxy star landing, which was much bigger than Qu Kun’s sword.

Qu Kun's face changed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned over, turning into a red sword to protect the whole body up and down, faintly condensed into a huge wolf head.