Blood Linglong's heart shook, if not, Oriental ink will not be arranged in this way, so, very firm nod: "Dang, you rest assured!"

This performance of blood, so that the Oriental ink is very satisfied, the hand to pull the blood, in the outsiders seems to be very ambiguous, but the Oriental ink is only transmitted to the blood Linglong some forces.

“Who is it that directly into the pharmacy?”Just as Oriental Mo was walking in with blood swaggering in, the gatekeeper disciple at the door suddenly asked.

Oriental ink used to have no such blatant habits, this time, he seems to have to challenge himself, to see how far he can be outrageous!

So, after hearing this sentence, his face suddenly coldened down: "Ling Linglong!"

In fact, the blood Linglong did not think at all, so that she was a little helpless, but when she thought of the danger of the ancient elders, the blood Linglong was also cold: "How to talk?This is the guest elder of my Nine Dark Houses, what right do you have to stop it?"Bloody or choose the first salute after the soldier.

But after such an imposing sentence, the temper also came up, the white little hand, the "snap" is a slap, the gatekeeper disciple is the realm of the occult, the blood is the king, so suddenly down, let this gatekeeper's disciple turn a circle, the corner of the mouth left a little purple blood, and then spit out a tooth!

Oriental ink's heart trembled, and his heart thought that this girl's hand was really heavy!

Even if the head of the house comes, he is also qualified to test the identity token, which is the rule of the Nine Dark House, but how to be beaten today.

“Blood, why did you come up and hit someone?”Don’t you know the rules of the Nine Dark Houses?Even if the master of the house comes, we also have to check the identity token!”The disciple said, saying this, obviously to the inside of the message, because if it is a simple dissatisfaction, it is not necessary to use the aura!

Blood Lingling was asked by this disciple speechless, can not help but look back at the Oriental ink, a small face clearly written to ask, this what should I do!

Oriental Mo only felt that there was a black line in front of her eyes, and this blood was really kinder, and if she changed to Yinqi, she could make up 10,000 reasons to continue to fight this gatekeeper disciple until she knocked down his full mouth!

“Lin, back off!”The East said in silence.

The blood seemed to have been granted an amnesty, and he turned around and went behind Oriental Mo.

Oriental ink is still with his hands on his back, and his face is indifferent: "Now you don't know why it hit you, I think you should be held back!"The sound of eastern ink is like ice.

However, he is also in his heart to calculate, after finding a reason, this seems a little diaudable, he, if there is a silver, he is really not afraid, that girl has more ideas!

The gatekeeper disciple immediately softened, and involuntarily bent his legs, he knelt in front of Oriental Mo: "Oriental elder, I am wrong, please don't remember the little man!"

Oriental ink stay, sleepy, can all do this?I can’t believe that the people who were beaten have been rescued by themselves!

“Say where you’re wrong?”The East said lightly.

"In the future, the disciples will respect you and will no longer be so reckless!"When the gatekeeper disciple heard that Oriental Mo wanted to hit him himself, he suddenly frightened and trembled, thinking that Oriental Mo really wanted to teach him, and if he was taught by such a character, it would not be a fun thing, he was also the first to make such a statement, that is, I don't know if it will pass this gate of Oriental Mo!

Oriental ink nodded: "Since you are still a little self-aware, then I will let you go this time, if there is another time, I don't mind to do it myself!" 」The Oriental ink said slightly.

“Yes, yes, the student is wrong!”This disciple is busy with his head, afraid of irging this god again!

At this time, the first disciple of the Ministry of Medicine, Di Shu, came out of it, because the report of the gatekeeper disciple had just arrived in his ear, and the Master had gone to close, because there was such a person with a strange identity in the Nine Hidden Mansions, the three ministers chose to temporarily close and not contact with him, because of this psychological gap, how to adapt to it.

Therefore, all the matters of the refining department were handed over to the tree, when the tree saw that the Oriental ink stood at the door, the face could not help but twitch, he really did not take this Oriental ink, look at his own gatekeeper disciple so humble, can't help but fire up: "Stand up, you have checked the identity token of the Oriental elder?"

This disciple's face is green, caught between such two people, the rhythm of death!

Oriental ink coldly smiled: "Di Shu, your medicine department, there is nothing that can make my Oriental ink look at, and if someone really wants to come to your medicine department to steal something inconspicuous, it will never pretend to be my identity in Oriental ink, unless it is a pig brain!"

Oriental ink this kind of swearing without dirty words, is the tree can not learn, can not stand, can only blink eyes, the heart is more agree, but this tone is really swallowed up: "Just now, the blood is so arrogant, here is the nine dark underworld, you Oriental Mo also said not to count!"

"Just now, my Linglong is a person who does not understand the number of people who do not understand the number of medicine for you, should you thank my family Linglong?"The Oriental ink said with a little smile.

Di Shu was crazy, hit his family's people, but also to thank others, he was in the Nine Dark House for so long, has not been so nested, even heard of it!

"Oriental Mo, I really don't know what kind of means you used to climb up to the position of my nine underworldgue elders, but we, the elderly of the nine underworlds are not so good, no matter who, can challenge you, if you lose, I see how you still lick the face to stay here!" 」The tree instantly raised its own magic spirit, very strange.

Oriental Mo had to admit that Di Shu's combat power was indeed strong, and because it was the magic method, Oriental Mo had to be careful, sneered at the Dishan: "Knowing that you must be unconvinced, in front of the five colors, you want to secretly calculate I did not succeed, now, give you a chance, a trick to win, if you can beat me, I will roll out of the Nine Dark House!"

“Okay, that’s what you said!”Di Shu seemed to see hope, because he said that he was also a seven-level king, he did not believe, the difference between a whole big realm, he took the Oriental ink can not!

Oriental Mo just smiled coldly: “What if you lose?”Just just ask questions, not even their own aura has not improved.

“I will lose?”In this place, among the many disciples, in addition to the blood knife, the tree really did not be afraid of anyone, let alone with whom to feel uncertain!

And he admitted that the blood knife is stronger than him, but also because the blood knife is the nine-level king, he is a seventh-level king, if two people's cultivation is equivalent, Di Shu also dares to fight with the blood knife, so even if he knows that Oriental ink has the means to improve his cultivation, there is no fear, because compared with Lang Biaotian and others, Di Shu has more advantages!

Looking at the tree as if he did not believe that he would lose at all, Oriental Mo smiled contemptuously: "When I first started, Yuan Zhenqing of the Law Enforcement Department also felt that he would not lose, even if he lost to me, why do you have such confidence?"

Di Shu really can't imagine that Oriental ink can say so frankly that he has a relationship with blood, and this blood Lingling does not seem to care about the look, so inexplicably follow the Oriental ink!

The image of this simple girl was instantly subverted, the blood is the public lover here, although the tree has not been clearly stated, it is not so exciting by Oriental ink: "Well, if I lose, I will also roll out the Nine Dark House!"

Oriental Mo shook his head, "No, this can't be done, I am the identity of the guest elder, I can say this, you can't ah, I can't bully you?"Strictly speaking, you are my son!”

Di Shu's face became the color of pig liver, and he could not say a word, because it was so!

Oriental Mo continued to say in anger: "If you lose, you need to apologize very kindly to me, I will forgive you!"An old man doesn’t care about your younger generation.

Since the arrival of the Holy Land, Oriental Mo also knows a hard truth, here is no longer based on age theory, all generations, all the year, are to cultivate, even if the young people, if the cultivation is arrived, will become the master of the predecessors, even if it is a white-haired old man, your cultivation is low, but also to call yourself a younger generation!

After all, in this place, the old monster who has lived for thousands of years has seized a large number, and no one will talk about this with age!

Although this truth is very clear, but can not accept, only a few days of kung fu, Oriental ink became his elders, the most important thing is that his cultivation is not high ah!

"Oriental ink, talk nonsense, we see the high and low fighting power!"Di Shu had found it, and if he played with his mouth, he was not at all on the same level with Oriental Mo, or he would speak by force!

Unusually, Oriental ink flashed off his long shirt, had to say that this is actually the most difficult confrontation since Oriental ink came to the sacred area of the world, he could not use any means and assistance, is simply the combat power, so Oriental ink made the most complete preparation.

Take the opportunity to hand the long shirt to the blood Lingling, give the blood Linglong a look, the sound also came: "Linglong, if I am forced to use the killing, there may be a reaction, then, it will be all up to you!" 」