Chapter 117: Matrix magician (3 more ...

"Dead to me ..."

Endless killings erupted from the blood of the butcher's hands. A surge of blood was red and quickly gathered in his palm, and a circle of red beams like a flowing man gathered into a restless swirl of power. .Fastest update

Chu Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and a flash of confusion flashed in his eyes, while the cold eyes revealed infinite chill.

"call out!"

Suddenly, at the same time when the blood ghost lifted the pounding palms toward Chuchen, a green willow leaf sketched a beautiful arc in the air like a meteor in the night, like an aurora flying through the sky The willow leaves dragged an imposing tail wave line, reached Chu Chu's front, and bloomed a glimpse of the horror light ...

"hiss!"

A burst of warm blood fluttered in the midst of the air, and the blood ghost's eyes were instantly cracked, the pale faces became paler, and a pair of eyeballs almost stared out of their eyes.

I saw the **** ghost's right arm was like the cut tofu, with flesh and bones, neatly cut off by the willow leaf, the wound was flat like a mirror ...

"Ah!" The blood ghost screamed in agony, his heart terrified.

"Well ..."

Then, a wind-breaking force struck, and I saw a beautiful shadow of a glorious country standing on the branch of a large tree behind the blood ghost, with a delicate face and purple long hair. It's like the jungle elves who don't eat fireworks on earth.

"Tutor Xilan ..."

Seeing this familiar figure, Chu Hen was relieved, and finally arrived in time.

The blood ghost was furious, and his angry face was distorted.

Too great!

It's really a big deal.

At this moment, the blood ghost was awakened like a dream, and he should have left long ago. Why do he need to catch up with Chuhen ... but he has repeatedly underestimated Chuhen, a young boy who looks like a ants.

The blood ghost gritted his teeth, covered his bloodless broken arm with one hand, and then leapt forward, rushing into the nearby jungle at the fastest speed.

"Little boy, I remember this account, my blood ghost will not let you go ..."

Blood ghost?

Listening to the name, Xi Lan's calm face poured a little frost.

Apparently she also heard about the name.

Those water-like eyes glanced at Chu marks, Sakura's lips lightly opened, and said softly, "Zuo Mo will come soon, I will chase him!"

"Xi……"

"call out!"

Before Chu Chen's words were finished, Xi Lan had disappeared into a purple ghost.

...

The danger disappeared, so that Chu Shen's body and mind could finally relax, and he looked at the broken arm of the blood ghost on the ground, and couldn't help but marvel.

"Teacher Xi Lan's practice is really unfathomable, alas ..." Chu Hen's eyes lightened, and his eyes suddenly fell on a storage ring worn by the **** of the truncated arm.

Then Chu Chen took the storage ring down, and consciousness swept into it.

"Hey, there's a lot of this thief's collection ... that's it? Is it the blood of the fire sword rhinoceros? What is the purpose of the blood ghost collecting this thing? Forget it, take it back and study it!"

After all, Chu Hen readily took the blood ghost's storage ring into his pocket.

After a moment of hesitation, Chu Chen did not continue to stay in place to wait for Zuo Mo, but instead marked the direction of an arrow on a big tree with a puppet gun and left a simple line of small print.

"I'll help Teacher Xilan pursue the blood ghost!"

Then Chu Hen moved, and traced back in the direction that Blood Ghost and Xi Lan left.

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"rustle!"

It was just a short while after Chuchen left, that a gentle footstep sounded a slight bang on the fallen leaves.

Followed by a figure wearing a long black dress emerged from the jungle. From the appearance, this is a cold and charming woman about 25 years old.

The appearance can not be described as beautiful, but it is also a relatively rare first-class rank, and the temperament revealed from her has a unique charm that cannot be said.

The woman's beautiful eyes turned slightly and fell to the line of handwriting left on the trunk. Gaze lingered on the word 'Xi Lan' for a few moments, and the chill surged between the eyebrows, then left calmly.

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Chu Hen chased all the way along the direction where Xi Lan left, and after half an hour passed, it was directly out of the lush jungle and reached a mountain range.

At a glance, the ups and downs of the mountains and peaks are like a lingering dragon.

In the distance, white dust and smoke pervade the surrounding area, and its aura is full of vitality, vitality, vitality, and bottomlessness in the distance.

After a while, Chu Hen found a beautiful long purple hair on the edge of a cliff.

"Tutor ..." Chu Henjun raised his eyebrows and hurriedly walked to Teacher Xi Lan.

Taking a closer look, I saw that it wasn't just Xi Lan who was here, and there was a dead body lying on the edge of the overhang with staring eyes ... it was the butcher's hand blood ghost.

There was a hint of wonder in Chu Hen's eyes, and it was thought that the blood ghost was chased to the edge of the cliff, retreat irrevocably, and was eventually killed by Xi Lan.

However, Xi Lan was standing quietly on the edge of the cliff. At her feet, there was a bottomless abyss. The cool mountain wind blew on her face, holding Xi Lan's beautiful lilac long hair. In the depths of the rippled water eyes, a heartbreaking puppet was revealed.

"Tutor ..." Chu Hen tried to whisper, and asked a little puzzled, "What happened to you?"

Xi Lan didn't answer, as if she hadn't heard it, she just looked at the mountains and rivers ahead.

Chu Chen can't help but feel confused. What kind of person is Teacher Xi Lan?

She used to only know that she said very little and hardly communicated with others. Now it seems that there is something unknown in the other person's heart.

After nearly half a cup of tea, Xi Lan finally turned around, "Let's go!"

Chu Chen first stunned, then said, "Teacher, thank you for saving me again. The previous two times, I haven't thank you very much!"

"Nothing." Xi Lanmei lifted her eyes and looked at Chu Hen lightly. "This incident, you did a good job, but don't be stubborn in the future, not as good as others, just run away, no one will blame you ... ... "

Chu Hen smiled, "I believe you are nearby."

Of course, Xi Lan's face did not have any smile. "Putting hope on others will only reduce your chances of survival."

When saying this, there was a touch of sadness in Xi Lan's eyes.

"Yes, I see, mentor!" Chu Hen nodded.

Xi Lan said nothing more and turned to leave.

Chu Hen followed, Mei Yujian was a little more relaxed than before.

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Suddenly, just when the two were on their way down the mountain, a melodious flute came without any warning.

There was a sudden sound of flutes in the mountains and forests, which made Chu Hen's heart startled.

The sound of the flute is long and long, as if it is flowing through the stormy mountains and rivers.

"This flute sounds so good!" Chu Hen sighed softly.

Xi Lan walking in front was Liu Mei's frivolity. The next moment, the brisk flute rhythm suddenly changed, and an invisible sadness and depression raged.

Then, something more unexpected happened.

With Chuchen and Xilan as the center, the air flow in the surrounding area within 100 meters is abnormally chaotic, the winds are rising suddenly, and the sky and the earth are changing ... Just now the sunny sky was dark, and the clouds were changing in an instant. Disappeared, darkness swallowed the space.

In just a few blinks of time, Chu Chu's eyes turned into endless dark areas as far as he could see.

Except for Xi Lan, not far ahead, everything was drowned in darkness. The flute sound lingering in the ear became more and more depressed ...

"Tutor." Chu Hen shouted, but Xi Lan remained indifferent.

Chu Hen hurriedly walked in front of Xi Lan, but unexpectedly found that Xi Lan was closing her eyes at this moment, as if she was asleep while standing. But Chuchen knew that the other party wasn't asleep, because Xi Lan's breathing was very rapid and heavy, and the slender Emei's eyebrows were closed together, as if immersed in a nightmare.

Is someone targeting Xi Lan?

Chu Chen's two fists shook, and a deep solemn meaning emerged on his face.

Looking at the dark space around it, it seemed that he had fallen into the abyss of the sun and the moon. Thinking of the sound of the flute just now, Chu Hen's mind popped up with three words.

Tattooist!

And also the array magician.

The range of tattoo masters is very broad, the most common of which are 'matrix tattoo masters', 'alchemist's tattoo masters', 'artifact tattoo masters' ... the most troublesome is the matrix tattoo masters.

It controls the power of the runes, and the gods unknowingly lay out the formation.

Once someone breaks into the formation, it is like a prey falling into a hunter's trap, letting the other party slaughter. The tattooist also has strict grades. Anyone who can trap Xilan is definitely a senior tattooist.

The more Chu Chu thought, the more surprised he was. Looking at the entire sacred star dynasty, there were only a handful of high-level line artists, and all of them were famous.

But who is it against Xi Lan?

"Senior ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I don't know what offends us? I also hope that seniors show up clearly ..."

Chu Hen's eyes glanced at the surrounding area. The dark one could only hear the sad flute sound. The suppressed flute sound was like a continuous stream that poured into the soul and touched the heartstrings.

Although the other person targeted was not himself, Chuchen was still affected by the flute sound, and various sad negative emotions came to mind like a tide.

"Senior, you are hurting yourself secretly, which would damage your senior tattoo artist's identity. Dare to ask any grudges between you and Teacher Xi Lan? Why is it so harmful?"

Chu Chen's words still received no reply.

However, at this moment, the power fluctuations in this area began to become fiercely agitated, and a ray of silver light emerged from the top of Chu Mark's head, and the light fell obliquely, which was actually the cold rain.

Along with the cold rain, a subtle killing intention quietly permeated ...

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