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Order is like a fence, and if you stay in the fence for a long time, people will assume that most things in the world should be like this. The air is filled with truth, goodness and beauty, and the stream flows out of the sweet sweet wine. , Everything in the world, as it should be in harmony.

But there are always some people, and sometimes there is no order.

For example, the old belt in front of me,

He just killed his "family", well, those black silhouettes, let's call him his family;

The request is only a letter of nomination, and it can be said that it is a ladder of promotion.

Their ancestors were a servant kneeling down on the throne of the bones of the Nether Sea. Perhaps they would win the hook and feel that their hands and feet are still diligent, and they can help themselves to clean up debris such as bone debris.

The ancestor must have no identity, and his life class would not be too high, otherwise he would have been won and won the Bone Throne by another point, and his blood would also be used to make wine.

But despite this, the servant, at that time, was considered to be more than 10,000 under one person.

The eunuchs in the ancient court were close to the servants. They were nominally slaves of the emperor. In the court, they were slave slaves, but once they were released, they were also the prestige of a prince.

Possibly, in the eyes of the old belt, the ancestors of that year had a lofty status;

Also, what Mr. An may be pursuing is the status of the old ancestors.

But with the fall of the win hook, the ancestors concealed the throne of the bones, you said that he was really anti-stealing and stealing it for himself, or he took care of it to prevent the throne that wins the most respect from falling into the dirty hands of others. Unclear, the age is too far after all.

But now the descendant, that is, the old belt family, in order to survive, in order to multiply, from generation to generation, to become like this;

To say that demon is not demon, that man is not human, and that ghost is not a ghost is a continuation and a kind of torture.

The opportunity for change may be here.

But no matter how many reasons, noble or despicable;

Boss Zhou will not be afraid of being cruel because the old belt directly killed his family,

Because even now,

Zhou Ze did not really believe him.

Instead of believing in a stranger who has only met for a few days,

Zhou Ze still prefers to believe this bag of potatoes in his shoulder bag.

This is a very simple plot. It is like a simple old farmer who can’t understand the changes in the stock market, but he knows that as long as there is food in his barn, this day is really down to earth.

"Boss, please here."

The old belt wiped away the tears and led Zhou Ze to move forward.

There is a fence at the entrance of the mountain gate, with arches at the top and stone tablets on both sides.

The two left and right steles are the same relative painting. The person in the painting kneels down, the painting is very simple, but very straightforward.

You can understand that this is the early ancestors of this family who warned their descendants to keep in mind the identity of their slaves and be loyal to their masters.

The old belt stopped, indicating that Zhou Ze also stopped,

Looking back:

"Boss, there is a formation in front, the gate is at the shock position, we are facing east, which is the northeast position."

"Formation?"

"Yes." The two green and yellow beans in the old belt turned around and continued: "When I came in, they already sensed me, because of the particularity of the reproduction method of our family, the mutual induction between them is Nothing can be erased.

According to our previous arrangement, this formation is intended to trap you, and then open other formations one after another, and carry out several heavy suppressions. "

"arrangement?"

"Yes, according to the arrangement, those of my family who came to let me kill in the past are also to gain trust from you, so that you can relax your vigilance and believe me."

Zhou Ze was undecided.

The old belt stretched out his hands and walked into the threshold. The black chains were pulled out by the old belt, throwing himself as a stone, throwing stones to ask for directions, and directly triggering the formation.

At this time, Zhou Ze was still outside the formation.

After the array method is started, layers of dark light curtains are pressed down, and each layer is a superposition of double the gravity;

Like a piece of white paper folded 25 times, it can be taller than Mount Emei. As long as this gravity can be superimposed layer by layer, no matter how strong the body can only be crushed into dust.

The old belt looked very painful inside. His face was flattened from the squeezed circle, just like a piece of sea holding it in his hand. You can even see the squeezed juice.

Zhou Ze's eyes turned to the northeast of the fence,

Reach out,

Nails grow out,

Shen channel:

"newspaper."

Qiqi flows from your fingertips, turning into a strong impact and rushing directly in that direction.

"Buzz!"

In that position, a figure wearing a mask was shot.

He seemed to be immersed in the manipulation array with all his heart, and was not prepared for Zhou Ze's straight shot.

Shaoqi penetrated his body, swallowing his body madly;

It stands to reason that he shouldn't be so weak, but just as even a strong master is wiped out with a knife, it's justified that in this situation, boss Zhou noticed in advance and then attacked directly and cut it off.

The mask person's body began to fall apart,

The formation he built also ceased to be paralyzed.

The old belt was crawling on the ground. He looked a lot thinner. His face was not as big as before, but it looked a little more solid than before.

From a big cake face to a Chinese character face.

At this moment, what boss Zhou thought was that this formation should allow Old Xu to come in and learn later, and it could be used for others to have a facelift. Maybe a later night plastic surgery hospital could be opened in the future.

Zhou Ze walked slowly to the old belt,

The old man staggered up again,

Pointing to the front,

front,

It’s a ladder up the mountain,

The situation is more rugged than the previous stone steps on the Huashan Mountain.

Also, most of the people who live here walk with floats. Naturally, they don’t spend too much effort to repair this ladder that doesn’t have much effect.

"There is a formation on the steps, walk on the left first, then change the right after ten floors, so as to avoid the pressure of this mountain on those who go up the mountain."

The old belt did not take too much rest, dragging the tired and injured body up the steps.

Zhou Ze did not hesitate to do anything, and followed the old leader upwards.

Zhou Ze didn't know if there was any pressure from this mountain on the tenth floor, but he did walk very easily.

while walking,

The mountainside is here,

There is a gazebo,

There is a sculpture in the gazebo,

This sculpture is wearing a simple armor, looking directly at the direction of the mountain.

The old belt is like a tour guide. While helping Zhou Ze to explore the road, he still does not forget to introduce Zhou Ze to the local intangible cultural heritage.

"After the Bone Throne fell into the hands of our clan, our clan has been immersed in how to contact the demon **** of the suppression in the Bone Throne. Because of the congenital life-level reasons of our clan, our own development potential is not great, so only Can rely on the power of the devil.

This sculpture, whose name is ‘Good Bird’, is a fierce beast in ancient times. It used to be a hell, attempted to infect the order of hell, and was put under the throne of bone after being beheaded.

He was the earliest batch, and it was the raw material when the Bone Throne first appeared. Therefore, his grievances were also the biggest.

When my family began to try to communicate with the Demon God Soul in the Bone Throne, it was also his first choice to respond, and reached contact with our ancestors and concluded a contract.

This is regarded as a new era of intra-ethnic development by our people, so it stands here.

This sculpture is also a spiritual imprint of him, he can come here anytime. "

The old voice just fell,

The sculpture's eyes opened,

In the eyes,

With a touch of humor,

First swept to the old belt,

Then looked at Zhou Ze.

"Win hook?"

The sculpture spoke.

The old man brought his hands together, bent over to salute the sculpture, and sincerely said:

"The master returns and takes back the throne. Please give way."

"Okay, let, let, ha ha ha..."

The laughter of the sculpture is very gloomy, but the choice in the words is very heartfelt.

The old belt turned to look at Zhou Ze, and reported:

"Next, he will let go, but he is good at the art of soul. After the boss you go up, he will confuse you with the trapping technique, so that the boss will lose your way, and the rest of my family on the mountain will Summon other demons to come and siege your boss.

This is what we have arranged before. The threshold method is just to kill the boss's physical blood. Here, it is to kill the boss's soul and make you both physically and mentally exhausted.

The way to break the game is to destroy this pavilion first. "

"…………"sculpture.

Zhou Ze did not continue up the mountain, but walked into the pavilion and looked at the sculpture.

The sculpture is also staring at Zhou Ze,

"Win the hook... are you weak to this point?

Unexpectedly, you will have today.

Last time, I lost to you, but this time, even if you ruined my spiritual brand first, when you go up the mountain, I will let you taste the pain that I waited when you suppressed me!

This is the fate of you and me,

Between you and me,

There will be a battle,

There must be a victory! "

Zhou Ze tilted his head and continued to stare at the sculpture.

The sculpture saw that Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to destroy the pavilion, but looked at him up, down, left, right, left, and left him puzzled.

"Are you afraid, win the hook?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be afraid!"

"After losing power, do you have no guts?"

"You are afraid of me, yeah, you are afraid of me!"

Zhou Ze ignored the sculpture's words,

Just talking to myself:

"The color of the armor is green. Do you have an impression?"

"The stripes are in circles, oh, by the way, there is a tail behind him, still unimpressed?"

"He has a sarcoma on his head, remember?"

"He has big feet, like the frogman, haven't remembered?"

"Oh, UU is reading www.uukanshu.com. What's his name?"

Zhou Ze pointed at the sculpture, but looked at the old belt.

"Good bird." Lao Dai answered.

"Oh, he said he was a good bird, think again, think carefully, really, don't be lazy, think seriously."

finally,

Zhou Ze sighed helplessly,

Looking at the sculpture,

Very seriously:

"Sorry, it's not that I don't want to cooperate with you to give you a little respect and gaming experience.

But he said,

He really can't remember having your character. "

"…………"sculpture.