Chapter 444 Blood Clotting Knife
"Saint Maiden, what did you find?" Ming Lei Douluo always pays attention to the players on the field like Nangong Wan, but their focus is on Ming Lei Douluo two apprentices. "I'm looking at No. 66." The boy sitting on the long table side had long, black and soft hair, slightly messy hair, but exuded an unruly charm. Fair skin, delicate facial features, and a hint of coldness between his eyebrows. The most eye-catching thing is the tear mole on the bottom of his right eye. The small black dots are just right at the corners of his eyes, adding a bit of evil to his cold temperament. lure.
But what attracted the evil soul masters was not the appearance that Huo Yuhao had disguised, but his unbelievably fast speed. Five dark golden claws kept cutting, cutting, drilling, and pointing. He used all kinds of techniques such as scratching and grinding to make them. From beginning to end, he only used one hand, and even did not use the carving knife, but just used the sharp blade that looked like his own martial soul or soul skill. Inscribed.
Make the evil soul masters feel that they are not observing a game, but watching an extremely dazzling soul guide production performance.
"Third brother, what if your apprentice meets him?" Feng Ling was also attracted by interest. "It's hard to say, no matter which apprentice meets him, I hope they can lose to that No. 66 today, which is not a bad thing for their future growth. Deputy leader, that young man is not simple, absolutely He is a genius soul tutor! If possible, I would be willing to take him under my sect! "Mingle Thunder Douluo said excitedly.
Nangong Wan, who was sitting on the other side of the deputy leader, smiled and said, "The third brother actually fell in love with talent. Since that's the case, after the game, I'll find someone to communicate with him and see him Any thoughts?"
"He may not be willing to be your disciple." Mu Xing suddenly poured a basin of cold water on Minglei Douluo, and another one came to compete with her, which made her somewhat a little bit accurate!
"What's that?" Before Ming Lei Douluo said anything, Nangong Wan took the lead and said, "Just wash him up."
Feng Ling snorted coldly, "Idiot!"
Nangong Wan's heart was trembling, her face changed slightly, and she hurriedly bowed and said, "Please tell the assistant leader."
" Brainwash the soul tutor , You can think of it." Mu Xing tilted his head and stared at Nangong Wan, "Why don't you brainwash me? Is it because you don't want to?"
"Xiao Zhi, don't you and them Same! "Feng Ling glanced at Nangong Wan, "How can those lowly guys compare with you? You are the saint who has been waiting for the Holy Church for many years, and the... God who leads us to the future and rule the world!"
< br>"You retreat for the time being, don't make her angry in front of the saint! After the game is over, check the origin of the No. 66." Then, Feng Ling ordered coldly.
"By the way, Deputy Leader, the opponent of the No. 66 young man is worthy of winning. Not to mention anything else, the carving knife in his hand is a carving knife!" Ming Lei Douluo himself is a level 9 The soul tutor is well aware of various carving knives.
"Then why hasn't he been robbed yet? A level 5 soul tutor from a wild path, holding a list-based carving knife, what is the difference between him and a child living through a downtown area?" Mu Xing looked down from a high place. Looking down at the tall building that had just finished making the soul guide below, why is this person so... anxious? You should know that the age limit for this underground competition is under 30 years old, but this guy is already bald.
Mu Xing admitted that she was a beautiful dog. She liked all good-looking things, whether it was humans, animals or objects. However, when she used her mental power to sense it, she found that Huo Yuhao had the idea of recruiting that person. You can't keep talents out because of your appearance, right? The fifth-level soul tutor is a powerful person at the level of the Five Ring Soul King. Unless it is an exception like Huo Yuhao, a person can reach such a level by self-study alone, and his age is no more than 30 years old. His talent and It is conceivable to work hard.
At worst, it is possible to limit his scope of activities at the Longge headquarters, just disappear...
"The Saint Mission doesn't know that the family of the No. 48 player was once quite famous in the Sun and Moon Empire. Of course, this sect thought about trying to win over them, but his father was ignorant of politeness, so we had to... but we didn't find the carving. Knife. This kid was protected by some old friends from his father again. For a carving knife, he offended several soul tutors' families and exposed this sect to the public too early, which was not worth it." Ming Lei Douluo shook his head, "And only the inheritors of their family's bloodline can use that carving knife, and every use requires blood to inspire it. If others can use it, the blood-clotting carving knife will undoubtedly be ranked among the top three carving knives. Ten . "
"Then why not grab him and raise him? Let him bleed when he needs to use a carving knife." Mu Xing turned around and showed a disgusting expression, "I heard from the leader some time ago and The eunuch talked and said that when he ascended the throne, he would establish the Holy Spirit Church as the National Church of the Sun and Moon Empire. With the support of the royal family, what is the difficulty of making a lonely man disappear? "
"Whenever someone falls into our hands, Want to analyze his blood is not simple? If you catch it and study it, you might have some fun discoveries. "Mu Xing's starting point at this time is no different from the senior management of the Evil Soul Master, and no one would suspect that she had other motives.
However, for Gaodalou, being chased by the evil soul master organization means that if he wants to survive, he will not have too many choices. "What the saint said is very true, second brother, as soon as today's competition is over, you will immediately send someone to capture the No. 48 player!" Feng Ling nodded in praise and issued an order to Nangong Wan.
"The Sixty-sixth wins." Mu Xing left the VIP room directly, no one stopped her, and no one asked her where to go. These senior evil soul masters are more sensible than the young evil soul masters under her.
Saint of Black Kite has great power and autonomy in the sect. Even the Supreme Master has instructed that it is enough to contact her when she is needed, and no interference is allowed at the rest of the time Or ask about her private affairs.
All the doors of the golden hall were open, and gamblers came out one after another. After a night of waiting, everyone's face was filled with fatigue.
At this moment, a man in black quickly walked into the central VIP room and came to Nangong Wan and whispered a few words.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
"Waste!" Nangong Wan shouted coldly.
Feng Ling's eyes moved slightly, "What?"
Nangong Wan explained awkwardly: "Our people are lost, and No. 66 and No. 48 enter a light together. The dark alley was lost. "
"It's not enough to succeed, but it's more than enough to fail. You can explain to the saint yourself!" Feng Ling glared at him, "The saint obviously is on the list of that I am very interested in carving the knife. Can't you even see this? ”