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?The Chu Dynasty was destroyed the cleanest back then, and Mu's single-handed beheading and flying knife has amazing lethality in single-player battles, especially when it is a black hand.
There is also the strength of arrays, especially good at refining arrays, and deploying arrays at any time. Such a powerful single-target attack, and a group attack method that can be used against a hundred, of course it is the object of focus.
It has been so many years, and there is no sign of it. The probability that the Mu family will have descendants is very small. Even if there is, Qin Yang has nothing to worry about.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and there is no strong person alive in the Mu family. There is really some blood left. This blood may have been passed down for hundreds of generations, and it can be traced back.
Even if there is a blood test method, there has been no strong person for so long, and after at least dozens of generations of scouring, this method is useless.
After planning and deciding, whoever puts on the vest, Qin Yang will certainly not leave the most fundamental flaw.
On his side, he has already traced his identity and bloodline back to a descendant of the Mu family more than ten thousand years ago. If it doesn't work, he can say that his ancestor was adopted when the Mu family was in trouble.
Without blood, but with inheritance, how can you criticize?
The house has been sealed, claiming that he suddenly realized something, and went to the closed-door retreat. The excuse is like a panacea, but it is the most common situation for monks to retreat. In another world, it is basically equivalent to a scientist suddenly having a flash of inspiration. Research.
Putting it in this world, interrupting a monk's sudden realization is a more serious death feud than killing one's parents or taking one's wife and daughter.
Qin Yang walked quietly, and when he was about to go out, he even put a clone specially, and continued to do prenatal education in the secret room. In order to have a big boss as his subordinate in the future, Qin Yang did his best.
The reason why he decided to put on a vest and go out now was because of those people from Lidu.
The work efficiency is really too low, and even now they are still fighting with each other. I heard that in the past few days, Chang Chaoshi has nothing else to do. It is all Zhao Wang and the crown prince attacking each other. Emperor Ying has been the background board for several days , without saying a word.
Qin Yang really couldn't wait any longer, and his heart was scratching his heart, so he was very quiet and wanted to move, and came out to do something.
In fact, the main reason is that I can't just lie on the credit book like a salted fish like Black Jade God Gate
The area where the east border meets the south border borders the northern part of the Black Forest Sea further south.
However, the northern part of the Black Forest Sea stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, but it is not a good place to enter. It is most suitable to enter from the land of the Nanman, because that is the least dangerous place.
Entering from the north, not only is the terrain dangerous and there are many harsh environments, but after entering, the probability of encountering a Jedi is extremely high, because the environment there is changeable, and a new death Jedi may arise at any time, and even more so. Not to mention there are legends, there are mobile dead Jedi in the Black Forest Sea.
Those who are not strong enough dare not come, and those who are strong enough are unwilling to take risks unless necessary. Therefore, compared with the edge of the southern Black Forest Sea, you can often see people, and here are much less crowded.
But in this kind of place, there is an ordinary-looking man, neither fat nor thin, neither black nor white, in every respect, he is in line with the average of the general public, except for a somewhat honest young man from the northwest of the Black Forest Sea. At the edge of the city, head towards the southern border of the Great Winning God Dynasty.
During the march, a shabby-looking young man who was a casual cultivator in a torn cassock turned into an afterimage, avoiding some natural traps with ease.
Those that look like flat ground are actually areas made of highly toxic sludge; they look like half-cut dead trees with crooked necks, but they are actually bloodthirsty things that are half-demon and half-spiritual plants; The vermilion fruit is undoubtedly beneficial to all kinds of creatures, but it happens that it can bear a lot of fruits in such a place full of monsters and fierce things.
The young man was familiar with these things as if he had returned home, and he did not slow down during the whole process, perfectly avoiding all possible dangers.
It's just that not far from Hei Linhai, the magical suppression of Hei Linhai has weakened by half, and when he can go out soon.
However, the ground suddenly exploded, and a black light came straight to the young man's face.
The young man's complexion changed slightly, as if he didn't expect there to be something here, and it was okay to arrive here, when the vigilance of the monks began to decrease.
Before the black light arrived, the surging power had already rushed in one step ahead. The damaged cassock on the young man's body struggled desperately for a flash of spiritual light, and then completely dimmed
At a critical juncture, the young man opened his mouth and spat out, a purple gold gourd with distorted patterns all over the surface, and the word Zhanxian could be vaguely seen on the surface, colliding with the black light.
&nbs??See if you can also win the bet.
The young man turned to leave with a sullen face. He no longer had any hope of getting back those storage rings.
They have been squatting on the edge of the Black Forest Sea recently, and they have a lot of black goods on them. Compared with those guys with clean pockets and faces in the city, they are really rich.
Thinking of the guy with the southern accent at that time, the young man was furious and envious of that terrifying purple gold gourd.
After waiting for a day, he returned to Lao Hei's again, and he had returned to his former deserted appearance.
However, looking at Lao Hei sitting there with his legs crossed and a relaxed look, one can tell that he has deceived many people in the past two days.
The young man stepped forward and pointed inside.
"Talk about a big deal."
"Okay." Old Hei looked the young man up and down, smiled, and led the young man into the inner hall.
"Buy a message."
"what news?"
"Where did the person who sold you the four storage rings go?"
Old Hei looked at the young man in surprise, and then he laughed.
"So you are also a man with a mustache, why? Do you still want to avenge them?"
"You" The young man was startled, and thought that he recognized them all. Then he thought about it, this guy has been able to hang around in the black market for so long without being beaten to death, he really has a few tricks.
Seeing Lao Hei's smiling face, the young man pondered for a while.
"No, it's meaningless to avenge them for such a boring thing. Life and death are life and death in the black forest, no wonder others, how much information is there, you can make a price, don't say you have credibility, and don't sell customer information."
"It's okay to sell, but I want to know, why are you chasing him?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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