Demon’s Diary

The man's five faces are the same as Liu Ming's.

He looked at himself as if in a mirror, the only difference being that his eyes were closed and he had no expression on his face.

What makes him a little more tranced is that the group beat up the words just shouted, fundamentally subconsciously treating each other as a very familiar being.

At this moment, Liu Ming's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were still staring at the silver light, so as not to sting eyes.

Liu Ming suddenly couldn't help closing his eyes and woke up from the dream.

It is dark and has a damp earthy nose.

After a quick spin in his heart, he also knew suddenly that he was buried alive in the ground.

Had it not been for the fact that his cultivated bones would have released silk and black gas to protect his body, it would have been possible to suffocate unconsciously.

“Bang" sound.

Liu Ming shouted low, right in the dirt roll, coming out from the depth of the count, the light was bright outside, not knowing how long it had been.

He took a quick look around, and it was on the edge of the thick woods where he was before the coma, but somehow he went down.

After a few moments of uncertain change in Liu Ming's face, he suddenly remembered what a rush one-handed pinch was, and his mind swept away to the inner spiritual sea, only to see that the mysterious bubble of the Spiritual Sea had never reappeared.

And he slightly pushed the bone slaughter again, and he mobilized the body's powers to run a little bit, and again, everything was normal, and nothing was wrong.

Liu Ming's eyebrows rose tightly!

Was it really just a dream, but the feeling that everything was so real in the dream, the other “Liu Ming” gave him the creepy feeling, made him feel more cold deep inside his heart.

He thought about it for a while, only he felt a confusion in his mind, there was nothing to look for. When he shook his head, he put it all behind his head first. After his body moved, he flew gently to a large tree and looked away.

The pupils suddenly shrunk!

The vast basin at the heart of the mystery in the distance is still there, but the giant engineer has disappeared.

How long have you been in a coma? Never exceed the maximum time you can stay in a secret environment.

After thinking like this in Liu Ming's heart, I was really worried. When I couldn't think about anything else, my figure flew deep into the forest.

A few hours later, he was jumping forward in the thick forest and heard a roar. When the face was happy, the direction changed towards the sound.

After a little while, he appeared shaking on a large tree at the edge of an open space.

Not far ahead, there is an intense struggle between a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in the Blood River Hall costume, and his blood rolled all over his body. With a long, bloody blade waving in his hand, a Dawson bloodluminescent venomous serpent rolled across the street, but his eyes closed tightly and he didn't even look at his opponent.

The woman's face is exquisite, her figure is like an elf dancing up and down, but her eyes are twirling, holding a slightly taller mini copper seed in her hand, shaking from time to time.

Heran is exactly Ka Lan.

The man in the Blood River Hall looked fierce and seemed to have closed his eyes, but each sword swung and still witnessed the inevitable assault on Coke's hiding place, forcing it down into the wind and not daring to stay anywhere.

Fortunately, the little bell in the hands of the young girl also seems to have incredible effect. Every time she shakes it, she must let the man in the Blood River Hall move as one of them, and then take the opportunity to release two or three spells and strike back one or two.

But even so, the attack in the hands of the men of the Blood River Palace is getting faster and faster. A bloody knife emits a strong smell of blood, as if it completely wrapped up the young girl, while the face of Coffee Blue is very pale, seems to consume too much magic, obviously a little too much.

“Sister Ka Lan, would you like some help?” At this point, Liu Ming came out of the tree and said with a slight smile.

“Hmm, another barbarian disciple! Well, lucky for you, next time don't let me see you alone!” After Liu Ming appeared, the fierce man immediately took away the blood knife in his hand, his figure instantly reflexed out of battle, but he still said a harsh word before entering the woods, and only flashed and disappeared.

“Brother Bai, thanks to you this time.” At first sight of Liu Ming appeared a glimmer, then revealed a hint of happiness. After the purple glow in his eyes became one of the convergence, his body was blurred, and he regained the appearance of Qingxiu Young Girl.

“Who is this man? How could he stop you!” Although Liu Ming has seen the young girl before and after her transformation on more than one occasion, she still sees the scene implicitly, but with a few cursory questions in her mouth.

“This man is the third blood anger in the Blood River Palace. He practiced a special method, but he didn't fear my nightmare pupil technique. He stopped me, naturally for my psychotropic. Haven't you met anyone from the other sects these past two days?” After explaining two sentences, Coffee asked strangely.

“I didn't lie to you, I had an accident, I slept in a place for a while, I just woke up. But it looks like I haven't been in a coma for too long.” Liu Ming sniffed and revealed a thoughtful look.

“So that's it! Don't worry, you have more than a dozen days left before the one-and-a-half month deadline. However, it is now very dangerous to be near the secret exit, where many other disciples are ambushed, waiting to loot resources from others. No, it should be said that the whole area has become very dangerous now, otherwise it will not be as soon as I am discovered. Until the last few days, I'm afraid, when all of us have to come together here, that's the moment of real desperation.” Coke replied with a bitter smile.

“Turns out so. But Sister knows where the giant hand at the center of the mystery went. When I woke up, it was gone!” Liu Mingxin turned his mind and couldn't help but ask what he cared most about.

“It was only a few hours before and after the giant hand appeared, and it disappeared on its own two days ago. At that time..." Cobalt told Liu Ming of the strange disappearing scene after his face collapsed and turned into infinite black gas.

“What, that giant black gas suddenly disappeared on the edge of the forest?” Liu Ming startled.

“Nice, seeing that black air coming, I thought everyone was on the run this time. But it didn't occur to me that when such an astonishing black gas burst into the dense forest, it disappeared instantly. This fact is very evil, and I would never have stayed here if it hadn't been the best place to hide before I left the land.” Coffee Lauder frowned.

“Since that giant hand has never appeared again, it seems that most of it has really disappeared. Besides, it's not a few days before we leave the country. If we leave safely, even if something strange happens here later, it has nothing to do with us.” Liu Ming said thoughtfully.

“That's what I thought. I wonder what Brother Bai intends to do next, find a place to hide, wait for the right opportunity to leave the land, or plan to continue looking for some spirits in the forest.” Coffee nodded and suddenly asked.

“I've had some good things the other day, so I'm not going to take any more risks, I'm going to hide alone for a few days first.” Liu Ming's eyes slightly flashed and said so.

“I understand what you mean. I intend to go to remote locations to see if there is anything else to be gained and, by the way, to avoid this period of intense fighting. Coffee nodded and looked agreeable.

The next time they talked a few more words, they said goodbye to each other.

Neither of them even mentioned words to act together.

Half a day later, Liu Ming found a huge tree hole covered by dense numbness shrubs, and immediately burst into it, feeling quite clean and spacious inside, she stopped hesitating to slap the interwaist leather bag.

After a roll of Black Xia, the white bone scorpion appeared in a rolling purple gas.

“Go, stay outside! Wake me up as soon as someone gets close!” Liu Ming single-handedly pinched, using psychic technique to communicate bone scorpion thoughts, immediately gave the command.

After a few "squeaks” and "squeaks” in the mouth of the white bone scorpion, a roll of this immediately disappeared into the dirt.

At this time, Liu Ming was relieved to touch it with one hand into her sleeve and pulled out a slightly green peach. After a few dozen eyes, she was welcome to bite it off with a large mouth.

In the remaining days, he will devour these peaches in abundance, and refine them one by one, so that he can mend himself into a great success for the Spirit Apostle.

In this way, when he leaves the secret, there is no need to worry about adding Falidan medicine, just try to break through to the realm of the spiritual master.

Once Liu Ming felt the pure energy that rolled out of his stomach, he immediately closed his eyes and quickly fell into the middle of the process, which made him no longer aware of everything outside him.

At this time, the disciple of the Blood River, "Blood Wrath”, who left Liu Ming and Ka Lan, hid on a tree with lush branches, but also sat with closed eyes.

Previously, in a fight with Coke, he took the upper hand, but also consumed a lot of magic, intending to recover first and then consider the following.

After not knowing much, the blood anger seemed to sense something, and suddenly the eyes opened without any sign.

As a result, he immediately saw a red-haired young man sitting quietly and staring at him with no expression, just opposite him.

That's Ishikawa.

“Who are you! ”

Naturally, the blood anger was not small, but a mouthful of anger drank, sleeves fought, a little blood red knife appeared in the hand with a flash.

Without waiting for any further action from the disciple of the Blood River Palace, “Ishikawa" across the street suddenly opened a mouth and a purple-red void flashed away.

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