Museum of Demons Chapter 647

The latest website: The girl's palm is white and soft, beautiful and heart-warming.

It's just that now there is a rather hideous and deep knife mark in the soft palm.

It's hard to imagine that she cut it out by herself, and what's even more shocking is that according to common sense, the skin and flesh have already been separated, and when you see the white bones, the palm of your hand with blood constantly flowing out, at this moment, just a grain of dust is overflowing, as if the sky is in the sky. Like a river of stars, it floats like a ribbon.

Combined with what Bai Ze said, there is almost no doubt about what this thing is.

It was just that she had just returned from the museum, but she was still suspicious after losing her memory. The girl who still had considerable mobility gave herself a slap in the face, and the result really proved her guess. It belongs to the resurrection of the dead in ancient times.

A trace of fear appeared in the girl's eyes.

who did it?

Life and death are also big, in her cognition, nothing can surpass life and death.

He was actually resuscitated after his death, what about before that? Are even memory and the self something that can be manipulated? This made her extremely repulsive and disgusted, as if the proudest thing suddenly became as worthless as dust.

She stood up subconsciously, then closed her eyes and sat down slowly again.

The chaotic emotions were instantly restrained.

Contemplate the current situation.

There is some kind of existence that revives itself with Nuwa soil.

I feel familiar with the museum owner.

The power of the museum needs Nuwa soil.

The forces behind Jue fluctuated.

I am Nuwa soil.

I am arranged here.

In an instant, countless intertwined possibilities appeared in her mind. In the end, the girl who lost her memory made a choice that was absolutely in line with her nature—running. In other words, running was the first choice, the last choice, and the must prepared part.

Thirty-six strategies are the best way to go!

Figure out the situation.

Then save yourself.

sacrifice? pay? what is that?

What a joke.

impossible!

This thought hadn't swirled in Ah Zhao's mind for even a second.

She despised such behavior with extreme contempt, as if there was a voice in her mind that responded, like a broken sword will not change its edge, the moon's light will not be worn out because of the round, the voice told her, like her How could such a proud person sacrifice for others?

Whether selfish or arrogant, those who have made a name for themselves in history are proud.

She recalled that tarot card.

The ultimate positive king, absolute power, and spiritual loneliness.

"Hmph, sacrifice your life for someone else?"

She murmured to herself: "How can someone who is alone die of devotion?"

In her mind, she made a series of strategies based on her current situation.

The ultimate goal is to run with a bucket.

Thirty-six moves are the best.

And in this short time of thinking, the terrifying wound on her palm has completely healed, leaving no trace at all, as white and soft as before, the short-edged fruit knife in her right hand is in the palm of her hand. Dance lightly, and then hold it in the palm of your hand after a beautiful knife flower.

The blade of the fruit knife was slightly raised and placed on the center line, as if there was an enemy ahead.

And the blade of this fruit knife is vaguely pointing at the other side's eyebrows, heavenly spirit, throat, and heart.

'This is the white ape fighting technique that our Tang Rangers often handed down. '

"According to legend, it can be traced back to the place where the white ape who received the teachings of the Nine Heavens Xuannv, was entrusted by A Qing, a Yue girl, who trained three thousand Yue Jia in the Spring and Autumn Period. ' There seemed to be a free and easy voice speaking, and then there was his own chuckle.

'You can't beat that great monk. '

'He, he is different, I just can't beat him. '

The man seemed a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said: 'Instead, you know it anyway. '

'Come on, little guy, I'll teach you, and you won't be bullied in the future. '

'I am...'

The dazed picture in front of him dissipated like a cloud of smoke. The last picture was just a young man flying down from a tree. If he looked at it against the light, it seemed to give him a golden edge, and the fruit knife in the girl's hand turned. , and finally wiped his palm, leaving a second wound.

It has not been used for a long time, and it is rusty after all.

 …

Slap, drop.

The battle between the Chu River and the Han world just now has ended, and now it has been replaced by a black and white game of Go.

Lord Wu'an holds black, Qin is water virtue, mysterious and black.

Chu Bawang naturally used white pieces.

The two were on the chessboard, fighting each other. It was a fierce battle and a mighty spirit.

Even the old gatekeeper who passed by couldn't help being attracted, and then joined in to watch the fun.

Wei Yuan greeted them with a smile, then wiped the table in the museum.

Bai Ze is now going back to continue to study the formation method assiduously, and he will also go to Shi Yi's side.

Then he motioned the soldier and the water ghost to watch the house, and originally wanted to say a few words to Jue, but the girl's reaction when she saw him now was like seeing the little red riding hood of the big bad wolf, she turned around and ran away wearing cotton slippers. Only the pinna can still be seen red.

Wei Yuan scratched his head and suddenly heard Zhu Jiuyin's voice.

"Going to Shi Yi here will be dangerous."

Wei Yuan looked solemn.

"Ok."

Facing the top masters of the first echelon under the ten gods of the Age of God.

Wei Yuan's individual strength at the moment is still below them, and it is naturally dangerous.

Be prepared to listen to the strategy and take notes.

Who knows that the gray-robed man took a sip from the tea cup and said lightly, "However, I won't tell you how to avoid it, nor will I tell you what trouble it will be, nor will I tell you how to find Shiyi, divination Don't want to use this technique, Liuren class will ban it for you first."

"This time, think for yourself what to do."

Wei Yuan's face slowly solidified.

It's like the student who was told the exam range changed the day before the exam.

"No, no, so suddenly?"

The gray-robed man frowned: "It's time for you to use your brain too."

"There is already Xuanyuan, Xingtian."

"If you add you, then this world is too hopeless."

Wei Yuan thought about the Great Wilderness, Shi Yi, the God of Supporting the Sky, and Gong Gong, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "No, is this too anxious? How about next time?"

The gray-robed man said, "Thinking, is it so difficult for you?"

The ancient Zhuzhao Dragon of the Nine Serenities withdrew his palms, his five fingers were white and slender, with prominent knuckles, he tapped the table, and said plainly: "If thinking ability is the core key to distinguish humans from animals, then I really don't know if I should treat you all. Divide into normal humans."

Wei Yuan said: "No, this..."

"If it doesn't satisfy me."

"Then, maybe I will choose to cooperate with Enlightenment or Di Jun."

Wei Yuan was attacked.

"Okay, I see, I'll go!"

The gray-robed man's mouth twitched, and then he pursed his lips. As if nothing had happened, he said lightly:

"Go."

Wei Yuan always felt that he had found a tutor, but it was still his own trump card-level combat power. Isn't Zhuzhao Jiuyou Zhilong a careful guy? No, no, no?

Wouldn't someone really hold such a vengeance?

Wei Yuan complained in his heart.

I explained the matter and walked out. It was obvious that Zhu Jiuyin did not intend to let a third pure steel reckless man appear in the lucid dream. The growth stage of the guardian of the pavilion was cruelly distorted. Even if it is the bamboo of Nanshan, you must give it to me. Knowing how to bloom, even if he had to think in his mind.

In the current situation, the crisis may come from Gonggong.

But this possibility is very low.

Then it comes from Shi Yi, from the gods who support the sky, or from the great wasteland.

Wei Yuan thought in his mind, and then thought of the first question now.

How to find Shiyi.

Shi Yi is the **** of the years. This guy hides his aura so that no one can find him. Instead, he focuses on the other side. The **** of supporting the sky has never been good at restraining himself. He stands out like a searchlight in the night. Cut into the body? How to get him to speak is also a hassle.

Wei Yuan walked out while thinking.

When I saw the newly opened store on the other side of the old street, I saw the girl named Ah Zhao in a daze.

The girl over there happened to be looking through the window.

The two looked at each other.

Wei Yuan was stunned, and a violent struggle instantly appeared in his mind.

Now, the sight is right, do you want to say hello?

Isn't it impolite not to say hello, after all, he helped Jue.

But it seems embarrassing to say hello and ignore it.

In the end, Wei Yuan subconsciously said hello.

As expected, the girl in the window was in a daze, pretended not to see him, and then slowly looked away, this is really an extreme level of death for social terror, no, it is death for everyone. Experienced, so embarrassing.

Wei Yuan turned his head and continued to follow the breath of the God who supported the sky.

A Zhao, the girl in the window, was dazed.

Just when I walked over to the museum and greeted me, the sun was shining down, as if it was plated with a layer of gold. It was unfamiliar but revealed an indescribable sense of familiarity. Sealed out.

In the end, it was only in a painful low voice, A Zhao suddenly raised his hand to caress his forehead. A complex spell appeared between his brows.

The seal set by the God of Supporting Heaven re-seals those things that are not allowed to be recalled.

No trace was left.

When she came back to her senses in a trance, she had forgotten the young man who had just walked through here, and the ranger in her memory again.

 …

Shi Yi is the **** of time, and time hides in peace.

And when you look up, you can see the sky.

Therefore, it is very easy to find the God of Heaven.

For some reason, Wei Yuan was shocked when he discovered the location of the God of Supporting the Sky.

Coast fishing, hot pot restaurant?

"Welcome here, please."

In the lively hot pot restaurant, Wei Yuan raised his head, looked at the front with a smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to want to kill him. Wrong, that look was like seeing a pig run to the Empire State Building to do a striptease.

"Heavy?"

The Great Wilderness Heavenly God, who had to work part-time because of his agreement with Shi Yi, had blue veins on his forehead, and with a business-like smile, he said word by word:

"Yes, dear guest, have you ordered yet?"

He bites **** the five words dear guest.

It seems like it's going to start in the next second.

Make the guy in front of you Wei Yuan sauce.

Wei Yuan nodded, lowered his head, thoughtful, and then it seemed like nothing happened.

Ordered.

Heavy put him on immediately.

And when Zhong felt that he could leave, the gentle museum owner in casual clothes pointed his finger at the **** of the sky, and said to the foreman next to him: "I hope this waiter will help me make noodles, okay? By the way, by the way, I'll make a bowl."

The foreman replied immediately: "Okay, no problem."

After a while, the blue veins on the forehead of the God of Supporting the Sky were stretched, and he stood in front of Wei Yuan with a murderous smile, waving his face with one hand, his strength was strong, as if it would turn into a sharp blade at any time and completely smash the guy in front of him.

Wei Yuan picked up the tea subconsciously and leaned back slightly imitating Zhu Jiuyin's movements.

When he picked up the teacup, the smoke and movements could hide the expression on his face and his emotions well, he swiped heavily, threw the noodles into the pot, and moved forward with a smile that would cut people at any time: "Then , if there's nothing else, I'll go first, guest."

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, took out his mobile phone, opened the corresponding app, and ordered a bad review from the waiter.

The employee card on the heavy collar flashed red.

The God of Supporting the Sky: "..."

"What are you... God of War of the human race, what do you want to do?!"

He wanted to bite off Wei Yuan with his teeth, and approached with a grinning smile: "Are you here to find fault?!"

"I want to see Shi Yi."

He was stunned and narrowed his eyes: "You are looking for him, but you can't find him, so you came here?"

"Heh... I think you've made a mistake, you're begging me."

Wei Yuan scanned the heavy tracking number and said slowly, "You made a mistake."

Wei Yuan tapped his fingers on the table.

Attract attention, adjust the rhythm of his tone, and follow the tone of Zhulong: "With the character of the **** who supports the sky, I will work here, naturally it will not be voluntary, but it will make you bow your head, I am afraid it is not the emperor. Jun, that is Shi Yi who is kind to you."

"So, you shouldn't want to make trouble here, right?"

The God of Supporting the Sky looked bad: "Are you threatening me?"

"No, of course not."

Wei Yuan said: "I just exercise my rights properly."

He said: "Do you think I will be threatened by this?!"

Wei Yuan thought for a while and said, "If you conflict with me here, with Shi Yi's speed and perception, it will appear immediately, you shouldn't want to encounter a conflict in the workplace and let your family come to you. Ugly?"

"It doesn't matter to me anyway, as long as there is a conflict, I will still see him."

"The **** of supporting the sky is heavy, so you can't even do ordinary work well?"

He smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, tomorrow is the time to pay the salary?"

Fatal blow.

The blue veins on the heavy forehead swelled up, and immediately took a deep breath, exhaled the turbid air, and sneered:

"Forcing me with tone?"

"Heh... As long as I neither agree to your request nor conflict with you, what can you do to me?"

Wei Yuan tickled the corner of his mouth and smiled brightly: "Of course not."

"I thought of another method. Sometimes, it is the superior military strategist to take advantage of the general trend and win without fighting. By the way, the foreman." He turned to look at the foreman with short hair and sharp eyes, and said. : "Today is a friend of mine's birthday."

"I would love to hear a happy birthday song."

"This big brother is tall and must be suitable for singing."

Wei Yuan smiled and looked at Zhong.

The handsome foreman was surprised: "Today is your guest's birthday?"

"No, it's a friend."

Wei Yuan lowered his voice and looked at the **** who supported the sky. His tone did not fluctuate and read:

"Ah, it's the birthday of my sister's favorite anime character."

"Magical girl, Balala transformed into dark energy."

"So I hope this eldest brother can hold this transformation stick and sing a song. I will take a picture and show it to my sister."

With a warm smile, the museum owner looked at the **** who held the sky.

Then the camera button was opened like a lightning bolt.

Always plan to take pictures.

The God of Supporting Heaven twitched his forehead and looked at the preparations of the patriarch Wei. With his pride, he would never let Shi Yi come to deal with the aftermath. If he really wanted to fight, the guy in front of him was full of energy. He was knocked out of the city by him.

When the patriarch of the guardhouse stretched out his hand into his arms, he was majestic and imposing, like a sword saint who struck the last sword.

But when he was about to pull out that magical girl transformation stick.

The corner of God's mouth twitched.

"I, call Shi Yi for you."

 …

"You need my help?"

Shi Yi, who was wearing the clothes of a fishery staff member, frowned and said, "The breath of time."

"doing what?"

Wei Yuan said: "Healing."

Healing for Shenzhou.

Shi Yi nodded and said thoughtfully, "Yes, but you have to fulfill one of my requirements."

"what?"

"Let me join the party."

The happy water in Wei Yuan's mouth almost sprayed Shi Yi's face, and then he coughed violently.

"is it not OK?"

"This is a little troublesome..."

Wei Yuan patted his chest, UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked at Shi Yi in surprise.

Shi Yi thought thoughtfully and said:

"Indeed, religious belief is not allowed. I am a believer. That's all, I'm just asking at random."

The **** of years has indifferent eyes, stretches out his palm, and the power of the years flows:

"Or, you beat me."

"I can give it to you."

"After all, I was also responsible for letting you leave the Great Wilderness level."

Wei Yuan was stunned, raised his head and saw Shi Yi's quiet and calm eyes.

The atmosphere instantly became frozen, and the murderous intentions were horizontal and vertical.

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