Bie Yanghong looked at the picture outside the house, her eyes condensed slightly.
That short figure exuding a cold aura seems to be practicing the most vicious technique in the world, why is the aura somewhat familiar
It's just that at this moment, why bother to think about those things.
"We are the ones who are doomed, the kid is young, and what he has to do today is important and cannot be disturbed."
Bian Yanghong was answering Chu Su's confusion just now.
Wu Wubi didn't care about these things at all, looked at Chu Su with disgust on his face and shouted: "What the hell are you?"
Chu Su smiled, but didn't speak.
His smile was ugly, and the chill that emanated from him was very strong.
Infinity Bi's expression became even more disgusted.
Bie Yanghong said: "I saw the aura of a senior in you, could it be that he really practiced such an evil technique?"
Hearing these words, Chu Su remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, he shook his head and stopped thinking about those things.
"I know that you are very strong. Even if you are seriously injured and bleeding to death with a broken arm, the counterattack before your death is not something I can bear. So I will not approach you, I will use the safest method and the most serious kill you slowly and carefully."
Chu Su went on to say: "Then I will eat all of you, and try to see if I can improve my skills."
Unlimited Bi was furious when he heard this, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about, you lunatic!"
"I'm serious." Chu Su said, "This possibility is mentioned in the exercises I practice, but no one has tried it."
Bie Yanghong remembered a certain rumor, and said with a slightly cold expression: "You really cultivated Huangquanliu."
When it was said that the origin of the cultivation method was broken, Chu Su didn't react too much, and still stood outside the house.
The highly poisonous mist gradually diffused.
The spars on the floor gradually lost their final luster, and the wooden tower was attacked and could no longer support it, and collapsed one after another with the sound of rattles.
There was a dense grinding sound from nowhere, and hundreds of mice poured out from the ground and came to the courtyard, quickly submerging the white cobblestones.
Some of these mice were covered with oil stains, some had shriveled fur, and their small eyes were blood-colored, making them look extraordinarily weird.
Both the picture and the sound are so creepy.
Chu Su stared at Bianyanghong and Infinite Bi by the wall, his eyes became blood red, and his smile was so weird and terrifying.
He raised his right hand and pointed forward.
Countless mice uttered shrieking noises, swiftly passed by his side, and rushed into the room.
Wuwubi's face became extremely pale, and she hid behind Bianyanghong, screaming.
"Hurry up and kill these ghosts!"
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There was an exclamation in front of the imperial city.
Immediately afterwards, there were many exclamations.
The sounds of exclamation are connected together, gradually becoming like a tsunami.
Even after subsiding for a while, the square was still buzzing.
That was the voice of the people talking.
A moment ago, a shocking news came.
——Xiaode and the strong River Clan Charlotte officially announced their withdrawal from the selection ceremony!
The grand ceremony has come to the final stage, and there is only one step away from the final victory, supreme glory and wonderful future. At this time, some contestants actually withdraw
Especially Xiaode, the real strong man at the top of the Xiaoyao list, is favored by all the Yaozu people. Even if Xuanyuan Po is as majestic as the day before yesterday, and the young man in the hat is so mysterious, he can't shake his position in the hearts of the people. , but even he quit
What exactly is this for
No matter how the people speculate, the withdrawal of Xiaode and the strong man from the River Clan is a foregone conclusion.
No one knows that from the beginning to the present, the entire situation of the Tianxuan Ceremony has always been under the complete control of Mrs. Mu.
The only thing she didn't expect, or rather regret, was that Xuanyuan Po didn't die.
In her thinking, the strength of Chusu's realm was far superior to Xuanyuan Po's, and coupled with the secret and insidious nature of Huang Quanliu's kung fu, Xuanyuan Po should have no chance of surviving.
What happened last night? Why has there been no movement in the lower city? Could it be that little monster didn't dare to make a move
Madam Mu stood by the railing, with her hands behind her back, quietly looking at the entire Baidi City.
She withdrew her gaze from the block by the Red River and landed on the square in front of the imperial city.
Looking down from this height, the crowd in the square looks like a dense colony of ants.
This is probably the feeling of being condescending
She was still expressionless, but there seemed to be a lot of sarcasm and fatigue hidden in the slightly raised corners of her lips.
The black ant colony suddenly started to move, as if separated by an invisible force, and gradually turned into two sides.
This is camp
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The Yaozu people who came to watch the battle naturally divided into two camps.
The number of people behind Xuanyuan Po was obviously larger than that of his opponent, the blackness seemed to be like a real ocean, and even the vicinity of the castle tower was crowded with people.
His opponent was naturally the young man in the hat.
A young man wearing a hat stood opposite him, and behind him stood scattered people with good deeds, and some officials with complicated expressions.
Compared with Xuanyuan Po's power, he should look a bit lonely, even pitiful, but for some reason he didn't.
Or it was because he was too calm and ordinary.
He just stood quietly on the white stone ground, his hands hanging quietly by his side.
He didn't speak, nor did he pretend to fold his arms or hands behind his back or look at Yuanshan.
But everyone who saw him would have a feeling that everything in the world was normal for this young man wearing a hat.
Whether it is life or death, or the ceremony of the election, or the next battle.
Xuanyuan Po also felt this change.
The feeling of the young man wearing a hat was completely different from the previous two days.
If we talk about the first two days, this young man is like a flower in the fog, unable to see clearly, and easily overlooked.
So today is the fog to lift.
It turned out that there were no flowers in the fog, but a real lone peak.
Unclimbable, or even inaccessible.
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Countless pairs of eyes fell in front of the imperial city, on those two figures.
The vast majority of the people naturally supported Xuanyuan Po, not mentioning his background, the day before yesterday he was able to strike thunderous power with an iron fist, which attracted many fanatical admirers.
As for the young man wearing the hat, although it seems mysterious and his methods are unpredictable, how can the people who don't know the inside story be optimistic about him
Xuanyuan Po's thoughts were different from those of the common people.
Just a face to face.
He knew that he was no match for this person.
A lone peak appears in the world, what kind of scenery is it unusual
The realm of the young man wearing the hat is much higher than him.
Not to mention him, even if Xiaode didn't withdraw, even if Chen Changsheng came, he might not be able to win.
Then he remembered what Bie Yanghong said last night. If the other party really came from the snow city in the north, what should he do
"Whatever you want to do today, I will stop you."
He paused for a while, then continued, "Even if you die."