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Chapter 1820 Blood Heron: A tribute to the friendship between me and the kings

Ghost Shield Gunning has seven levels of power.

As we all know in Zhongzhou, the seventh level of the sky Lan Wangshu is the founder of the Ghost Shield Spear!

Helanye is not only a great guardian under his command in Dongcheng District, but also his chief disciple.

Helanye has practiced to the fourth level of heaven.

As for the Qin leader, although he only has a double marksmanship, he is also majestic!

Helan held a spear in his hand, like a hell messenger, and walked towards Chu Yue step by step.

"The only people who dare to provoke Dongcheng will be dead!"

Helanye said: "Ye Chuyue, being able to become a corpse under my four-level marksmanship is your supreme honor in your life."

After saying that, he stepped on the ground, his robe flew, and suddenly jumped into the air, and a gunshot arc flashing with purple and black light appeared in the air.

Chu Yue still turned her back to Helanye, her expression remained calm.

She could clearly sense that the bloodthirsty factors in her body were thrilling and reveling.

"Ghost Shield Gunning..."

She didn't move and let out a low laugh.

"boom!"

The gunshot arc burst out instantly and suddenly hit her back.

If this arc hits accurately, it is not difficult for everyone to believe that Chu Yue will inevitably have a skin and flesh, and may even burst into the entire spine!

Suddenly, Chu Yue pulled out the small bone-breaking axe on her waist, jumped into the air, raised the battle axe with both hands, and hit the gunshot arc head-on.

"Bang bang bang!"

The entire casino exploded with countless tables and chairs, and then slowly fell down like a scattered flower of a goddess.

"Puff!"

Chu Yuehu's mouth was numb, and he felt a current-like touch rushing and blood flowing all over his body. Blood spit out of his mouth, and his whole body rolled out.

She turned over from mid-air, fell to the ground with one knee, lowered her groggy head, and her mind was covered in mud.

At this time, the blood in his body not only became irritable, but also rolled in Wu's body, as if it was being swept by a steel knife, causing a heart-wrenching pain!

Chu Yue shook her head, but it still couldn't wake up.

And this is the power of the Four-Level Ghost Shield Gun.

Lan Wangshu's soft boots slowly landed on the ground, both noble and elegant, and gloomy and evil. He looked down at Chu Yue with contempt: "You look very careless, you don't think that if you can tease Qin Wei, you dare to challenge my ghost shield shooting skills. You are as stupid as a pig, overestimate your ability!"

Tu Weiwei, Liu Yaoyao and others hurriedly surrounded Chu Yue.

Chu Yue drooped her head, and her mind was in a state of uproar.

Suddenly, blood rushed up to her head, and she seemed to be blocking her vision by a red blood curtain.

In the chaos, there are distant sounds coming through time and space.

"Master, I am more suitable for practicing ghost shield marks than Xiaorou. Just write her some medical skills, so she won't make trouble every day."

"Forget it, Xiaorou is more suitable for practicing medicine."

As the sound appeared, the scarlet blood curtain gradually appeared like a slide.

"Xiao Rou, this is a medical book without medicine, you can study hard."

"Really?"

A girl with a ponytail excitedly held a medical book.

After a while, he said, "Master, why do you call me medical books without medicine? No medicine, no medicine, how can you learn medicine without medicine?"

"The so-called "no medicine" is not literally meaningful, it is to tell you and future generations that the so-called "medical way" does not need to be superficial, but a kind heart."

The ponytail girl raised her head, curled her red lips, and smiled brightly, "Yeah!!"

When Chu Yue saw that face, her heart trembled suddenly.

That's...

Bu Hairou?

How could it be...

The pictures and sounds continue to change.

Xiaorou and Lan Wangshu were one of the first people to follow her.

There is another one named Xuannv.

At that time, Chu Yue, as the lord of hundreds of ghosts, set up a Daxin technique that can be attacked and defended in the Ghost Forest.

The Great Burning Sound Technique requires twelve top strong men who are not afraid of life and death, each occupying one position. To activate the mystery of the Great Burning Sound, you can protect the entire imperial continent!

The battle in the void could have been won by the mysterious technique of the Great Burning Sound.

However, Lan Wangshu and Xuannv rebelled and colluded with Mrs. Tianhuang...

The moment when the last skill was almost completed, she almost exhausted her energy and became a useless person.

"Master, I'm sorry."

Xuannv's three thousand silver hair and a pair of silver eyes, like a holy incarnation, said apologetically: "Please forgive me for being wronged. I don't want to do it, but your kindness and righteousness make me look really dazzling. If I don't kill you, I will feel unhappy. You said, what should I do?"

Xuannv summoned countless blood herons.

"My friends, we have been fighting for a long time. This is a great gift I have given you. I will pay tribute to my blood herons with your corpses and souls. In the future, when I see the blood herons, I will definitely think of you dead old friends."

"During the Zhongyuan Festival, I will burn some paper money for you to commemorate my comrades and comrades."

“Who will start?”

"Just from Xiaorou."

"Rest in peace, my old people."

Chu Yue, who was lying on the ground, couldn't move and could only watch.

Xiaorou was covered in blood and crawled towards her little by little, with red eyes and tears in her eyes, and said with difficulty: "Master, I'm sorry, I haven't realized the medicine without medicine yet, Xiaorou is incompetent."

"Master, do you think we will have a next life?"

Xiaorou's blood-stained hand reached towards Chu Yue.

Chu Yue held Xiaorou's hand.

Countless blood herons instantly gnawed Xiaorou.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The Lord of the Hundred Demons roared hysterically in pain ninety thousand years ago.

Ninety thousand years later, Ye Chuyue was competing for the casino and shouted.

Seeing this, the onlookers around him only thought it was Helanye's ghost shield shooting technique so terrifying:

"I really thought the new ghost in Xicheng would have two tricks, but I didn't expect that I could only carry one shot..."

“It’s so disappointing.”

"How capable is the human race that Tuoba's ghost envoy likes? That's it?"

"I'm bored, I'm bored, I won't watch it anymore, keep gambling."

“…”

Xiao Li turned around and looked at Chu Yue worriedly.

Sister Xiaoyue’s collapse is real, but it doesn’t seem like it’s because of Helanye’s ghost shield marksmanship.

"Hello."

Liu Yaoyao said worriedly: "Ye Chuyue, don't scare me. If something happens to you, Tuoba will kill me."

On the other side, the Ghost Lion Clan Lion smiled in a daze, and his eyes were almost shining: "Brother Helan, you are so awesome."

Jiang Kui got up from the ground at some point, spitted blood foam, and gritted his teeth and said ferociously: "Helanye, kill this little girl."

Helan's wild man held the spear and shook his head, "It's really boring, it's too weak. It seems that she is useless. Jiang Kui, let's play for you. Remember not to play too hard, leave a breath to take it back to Dongcheng for disposal."

Jiang Kui twisted his neck and made a cold sound.

Helanye was about to land when he saw the blood-red figure in the protection circle of Xiao Li, Zhao Wushuang, and Liu Yaoyao.
Chapter completed!
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