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Volume 3 Human Skin Coat Chapter 481 Accident

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    The night wind was bone-chilling, and the desert night was unspeakably cold. From time to time, the sound of howling cold wind could be heard in my ears, mixed with some howls of wolves, and above my head, there was a sound as bitter as the ground.  Completely different.  The sky is hanging low, as if it is pressing down on people's heads. There are dots of stars hanging on them. They are so bright that they seem to have penetrated the entire night sky. The stars are as bright as pearls, making people feel relaxed and happy.  Master Yingzhuan has been gone for a long time. Xu Lin, who was expressionless, just stared at the night sky under the canopy without saying anything. However, he couldn't hold back the monk who was killing him behind him, but he didn't dare to do anything to Xu Lin.  He was shouting in front of him, but he could only keep cursing that the damn Yingzhuan Master was so incompetent that he was causing misfortune to the miscellaneous family here.  Xu Lin glanced sideways at him. The big monk with a sinister face immediately closed his mouth, moved his body, and carefully apologized to Xu Lin and said with a careful smile: "The leader, why don't I go and have a look, absolutely."  The bird path is cleaner than the Yingzhuan. This kid must have evil intentions to leave us here to suffer. "The title that starts with the blood-killing monk is a slang in the market, that is, the boss.  Meaning, but the monks in Wuque camp seemed to like to call Xu Lin that way, and Xu Lin could tell from this type of name that these people had no good impression of the Kunlun family. After all, it was Kunlun who forcibly placed them in Wuque camp.  The people in the camp actually liked it a little bit.  So he deliberately glared at Monk Xuesha: "Taoist Yingzhuan is good at raising monsters, and he is most outstanding in assassinations and pursuits. Do you think you can do better than him?" Monk Xuesha saw Xu Lin's unkind expression, and asked  Thinking of the pain that the inexplicable aura in his body could bring to him, the flesh on his face couldn't help but tremble. He swallowed, lowered his head and played with the sand, not daring to speak any more.  The Wuqueying monk behind him suddenly snickered when he saw that the blood-killing monk was defeated, causing him to glare back at him angrily. At this moment, Xu Lin suddenly stood up and looked at  Staring at the ground beneath his feet like a knife, he seemed to have discovered something.  Although the rest of the Wuque camp monks are puzzled, this group of people were originally casual cultivators, and in the world of cultivation, they are considered to be gangsters. Grandma doesn¡¯t care for those who don¡¯t love her uncle. She can survive to this day not only because  He is a master of cultivation, but more importantly, he knows how to observe words and emotions, and he is an expert at steering according to the wind.  At this time, seeing that the leader's expression was different, he quickly followed up. In just a blink of an eye, Xu Lin was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, with a desperate posture of being prepared.  Xu Lin was startled by this sudden change, and then he waved his hands as he was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. Then everyone retreated a little, but still refused to give up.  "Rabbit, bastard, you are playing night owl and walking the dog with the Zajia. The Zajia thinks you are tired of living!" Then he turned around and shouted to Xu Lin with a loud voice: "The leader, please wait, the Zajia will do this right now.  I'll catch you the guy who likes to be a rat!" Without waiting for Xu Lin's reply, the blood-killing monk shook the blood-killing shovel in his hand and dug hard into the ground. With a loud crash, the ground cracked and rocks flew.  After the dust came out, a large amount of dust rose up, and then a black shadow ejected from the crack in the ground like lightning. It didn't show any signs of escaping, but it kept running towards Xu Lin's location.  The blood-killing monk was startled. The shovel he wielded was only eight points of strength. This rat-like guy was able to cleverly avoid his attack. Instead, he shrunk his body in mid-air, like a ball of dark darts.  Hitting out the same way really made the blood-killing monk feel that he had lost his master, so when he handed out the shovel again, he was already murderous.  But before Monk Xuesha's shovel was completely driven out, there was an inexplicable stinging pain in the Dantian of his abdomen. This made Monk Xuesha, who was concentrating on it, feel a chill in his heart, and there was a buzz in his head, and he thought to himself: "  It¡¯s over, this is the mysterious power that was planted in his body in the first place. It¡¯s not just him who killed the monks, but also the many Wuqueying monks who surrounded Xu Lin. Their faces were as pale as ghosts at this time.  , bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he, Xu Lin, took a step forward casually, his palms slightly opened, and the black shadow that shot straight towards him fell into his hands impartially.  Raising his brows, Xu Lin saw that there was a small beast like a pangolin in his palm. His eyes were flashing green as he looked at him. His heart moved. The monks from the Wuque camp gathered beside him.  While gasping for air, Xu Lin wrapped his spiritual consciousness around the little beast, and a message suddenly appeared in his mind. It was what Yingzhuan Taoist left for him, and he couldn't help but frown.  The blood-killing monk, who had been freed from Xu Lin's restraint, looked pale. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, licked his face and came closer to Xu Lin. A pair of goldfish eyes stared at the little end in Xu Lin's hand.  The beast, and screamed: "Is it the bird Taoist's monster?" Hearing the blood-killing monk call the Yingzhuan Taoist bird Taoist, Xu Lin couldn't help but smile for a while, but when he thought of the information in his mind, his face darkened again: "Things  If there is a change, let¡¯s find Taoist Yingzhuan first.¡±nbsp; The Blood Killing Monk was startled, but seeing Xu Lin's unkind expression, he did not dare to say anything. At this time, a monk behind him held the corner of the Blood Killing Monk's clothes with one hand, and unexpectedly lifted the huge Blood Killing Monk in one fell swoop.  He staggered and almost fell down, and the man didn't give the blood-killing monk a good look: "Stay in the back honestly, the leader has his own plan."  Apart from Monk Killer and Taoist Yingzhuan, Hate Tianlang is the most practiced person. This person is a martial arts cultivator. He usually doesn't talk much, but when he stares, even if he kills monks and Taoist Yingzhuan with blood, he still has to pay a few blows.  Distinguishing face.  Reminiscing about his poor performance before and causing everyone to go through hell-like suffering, the blood-killing monk stood behind him with his head drooped and without making a sound, and Xu Lin no longer looked at the person behind him at this time.  The gang member took the lead in activating the escape light, and gently released the little beast in his hand. It immediately turned into a ball of black light and dived into the ground again. Xu Lin followed closely behind it.  On the other hand, it turned out that after Yingzhuan Taoist escaped from the strange formation of the ghost candle, he originally wanted to return to Xu Lin immediately and tell Xu Lin what he saw and heard, but somehow, even if  I had escaped from the ghost candle and had been hiding for a while, but I still couldn't get rid of the eerie feeling like a ray of light on my back, and I felt vigilant in my heart.  In the early years, Taoist Yingzhuan had also heard about the rumors about this ghost candle lighting up the soul, but it was just a general introduction and did not make him pay much attention. When he thought of it at this time, he couldn't help but feel horrified.  It is said that this game should be the most bizarre and difficult to play, because if the ghost candle wants to be lit, if it is not in an area where yin energy gathers, the ghost candle cannot be ignited at all, and if you want it to be ignited, if it is not a geographical advantage, it must  It is because he is a ghost cultivator in the ghost candle and he has great cultivation ability that he can do this. However, the ghost candle land that Ying Zhuan went to just now was not just a candle, there was actually a large area there, and under his perception,  The Yin Qi there is not heavy, what does this mean? Thinking about how he was able to escape from the land of ghosts and candles, Yingzhuan was frightened for a while, and now thinking about it, all revealed the weirdness that cannot be expressed in words. Could it be that these ghosts regard themselves as  After taking the bait, you want to wipe out the entire Wuque camp? The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, Ying Zhuan did not dare to turn back directly to the camp. Instead, he released a strange beast he had raised that was good at drilling mountains and digging the ground.  And he lodged a ray of his own consciousness on it, believing that with the knowledge he started with, there would be a way to rescue him, so he simply took this group of ghosts who secretly followed him and started traveling in circles all over the mountains and plains.  At the same time, Xu Lin, who was in mid-air, led the monks from Wuque Camp. Although they closely followed the little mountain beast digging hard on the ground, they opened a long distance. Xu Lin could only  Use the ray of consciousness wrapped around it to identify the direction you want to go.  At this time, the blood-killing monk was different from before. He followed the team obediently. As for the martial arts cultivator who hated Sirius, he stayed by Xu Lin's side and never left.  These people, who were originally imprisoned by Kunlun like living dead, were lucky enough to be released by Xu Lin. Even though they were grateful, they were tormented by Xu Lin's next weird restriction, and some even felt like dying.  In front of everyone, several monks were sucked dry of their flesh and blood by Xu Lin and turned into a mummy like a dead tree. Such a method immediately frightened this group of ferocious savages who were accustomed to murder and arson.  When it comes to matters of life and death, especially in front of those who practice Taoism for immortality, there is no better deterrent method than a few vivid examples. Therefore, things developed as Xu Lin intended, but in order to prevent these people from jumping over the wall in a hurry,  Xu Lin said that the soul-burning blood he had planted in their bodies was connected to Xu Lin's destiny. If he died unexpectedly, then this group of people would also follow suit.  That's why everyone had such an instinctive reaction when they saw a foreign object attacking Xu Lin. At this time, Hate Tianlang's personal escort was for this reason. He himself didn't speak much. His mind was gloomy and he thought a lot.  So he whispered to Xu Lin: "The leader, Ying Zhuan, could it be that this guy has fallen into the enemy's hands, and everything just now was just a bait?" This was something Xu Lin didn't expect, because he had a strange skill with Ying Zhuan.  However, when Jinghen Tianlang reminded him, it was really possible.  The body paused slightly, and the consciousness wrapped around the little beast was also suffocated. So the little beast also stopped, stuck its head out from the ground in confusion, and looked in the direction of Xu Lin with a puzzled expression.  .  "I really didn't expect this." Xu Lin touched his chin and looked at Hentian Lang with admiration.  The latter saluted, but Xu Lin continued: "Then what can you do?" Hate Tianlang raised his head and looked at Xu Lin, as if he had already figured out the problem, so he replied to Xu Lin:  "It's a matter of life and death. The leader asked me and Monk Xue to go explore it first and then make plans before it's too late." After hesitating for a while, Xu Lin looked at Hate Sirius again and curled his lips: "You really impressed me.  ." A rare expression of hatred appeared on Sirius's face.He smiled, but Xu Lin's words below made his expression change drastically.  I just heard Xu Lin say calmly: "I'd better go!" (To be continued)
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