I have mine in my dream

"Brother, how do I feel weird here?" Yuan Wuquan stood in the mirror room, said to Wang Fugui.

Wang Fu is a laugh: "Here is a championship, of course it will be strange."

Yuan Wuquan brows wrinkled: "I don't know why, I always feel that I am not comfortable after I entered the mad room."

Wang Fuzhen looked at Yuan Wuquan, and some were a little dissatisfaction: "Old II, how do you get it? How is the courage to be so small?"

Yuan Wuquan smiled, said to Wang Fugui: "Teacher, or this way. Let's go first, you can find Ling."

Wang Fugui has declined: "No, I don't worry about yourself."

After Wang Fu Gui said this, suddenly he came back, and some differences gained Yuan Wuquan.

After half of the half, he suddenly said: "The second, what do you mean? Is it feeling that I am suffocating, don't you work with me?"

Yuan Wuquan did cough and said: "No, absolutely no."

Wang Fugui said: "Since there is no, let's go."

Subsequently, he walked into the dead room with Yuan Wuquan.

The deadline is quiet. Wang Fugui explored on the wall, and he only touched the switch of the electric lamp for a while.

A slap, the light is on.

When the headlights were not bright, it was already in vsi, and when the light was on, even Wang Fugui was also shocked.

It is not like a championship, it is simply a murder site.

Each bed white sheet is blushing, and it is worse, and it is terrible.

On the mortar, there is a residual disabled arm, there is no complete person.

Yuan Wuquan whispered: "People, is it really here?"

Wang Fugui said: "Unless she can't wait for her feng shui, I must be here."

Yuan Wuquan and Wang Fugui two people have a spell, which can block evil, keep God, so as not to.

Wang Fugui took a compass, looking for the fall of the evil, and Yuan Wuquan, then opened the white sheet, and see if there is any clue.

At first, Yuan Wuquan saw the body under the white bed, there was only one feeling: nausea.

It is really disgusting, bloody, flesh and blood blurred.

Some lost their heads, and some half of them were broken.

Finally, he couldn't stand the curiosity, poked with his hand, and found that these people did it, and then colored.

After determining this, Yuan Wuquan is relieved.

As a practitioner, in fact, his courage is quite big, what hapag is, it is impartd by him.

He is so nervous, because the atmosphere of this place is very good, and Yuan Wuzheng knows that Ling Wei is here, so it is a bit nervous, it is inevitable, and the wind crane.

Yuan Wuquan found a circle and felt a little acid.

Suddenly, he feels more and more dark around.

He looked up, the light on the top of the head, turned dark yellow from white.

Dark yellow is still darkening, and finally become miserable green.

In an instant, the deadline became very in the middle, and the atmosphere was strange.

Yuan Wuquan was ate.

He whispered: "Dish, do you notice it? Well? Brother?"

Yuan Wuquan looked around and where was the shadow of Wang Fugui.

Because the lamp is too dark, Yuan Wuquan can't see too far. He can only see it near yourself, is there Wang Fugui to the darkness of the distance?

Yuan Wuquan wanted to call Wang Fugui loudly, but worried about the lake.

He thought about it, I plan to give Wang Fugui.

However, there is no signal here.

Yuan Wuquan deeply took a sigh of relief, intended to return, looking for Wang Fugui.

This place is too evil door, and I don't know if Wang Fu is dangerous.

However, when Yuan Wuquan is going back, suddenly discovers the dead mortar next to it, lying on a very familiar body.

In fact, the body is covered with white sheets, and Yuan Wuquan can't see his face.

However, this white bed is covered with a scribble, and people who want to work are very unhappy.

The white sheets only covered the upper body, and the lower body of the body is still revealed.

Yuan Wuquan stares at the bodies of the trousers and shoes, the more it looks like it.

This ... Is this not Wang Fugui's clothes?

Yuan Wuquan took a breath and gently opened the sheets.

Then ... lying on it, it is really Wang Fugui.

Yuan Wuquan is awkward.

He thought for a while and took the sword.

Yuan Wuquan's sword tip against Wang Fugui's heart, and then patted his face: "Master, Master?"

Wang Fu is lying on the bed and does not move.

Yuan Wuquan took out a needle and gently tied in Wang Fugui.

After half, he picked the needle.

There is a red needle on the needle, which is Wang Fugui's blood.

Yuan Wuquan burned the needle for a while, and the candle was shunned and turned into colorful colors.

Just just a moment, but Yuan Wuquan has remembered.

He began to count, according to these colors, calculate the Chinese characters.

Subsequently, Yuan Wuzheng was determined, and lying here is Wang Fugui.

He took the sword and checked this body and was silent.

This person is, it is true that Wang Fugui's body, and there will be a while.

Yuan Wuquan looked at Wang Fugui, his face was gloomy, but there was no cry.

Yuan Wuquan, often blessed, but rarely tears.

In the dark, Ling Hao secretly observed Yuan Wuquan.

She silently hooked in my heart: "Behind it, take the body back. Don't bring your brother home? Just keep your body, you are in my control, ..."

Ling Hao looks forward to Yuan Wuquan.

However, Yuan Wuquan did not bring Wang Fugui.

He fell to the ground, smashed Wang Fugui, said sincerely: "Master, I call you a brother, but you almost my Master."

"It is your family, let me enter the sky, and you teach my skills, today you have passed, I should have a spirit."

"But when you have a rule in the world. The disciple of the sky, as long as you live, as long as you have a breath, you have to save, see death, you must kill."

"If the disciples of the sky have already died, then we must abandon the prickship, no one can take a stinky ball as a cumbersome."

"Today, I am in the playground, I will have a little accidental, and there will be danger of the door. Therefore ... I will do the younger brother. I first handled the enemy, and then converge it for you."

Subsequently, Yuan Wuquan took the white cloth and covered Wang Fugui.

He raised the sword, the big step, went to the darkness of the distance.

Lingxia in the corner was stunned: This is a special ... just don't work? What wonderful martial art? Do so no one?

Ling Hao came out of his corner.

At this time, Yuan Wuquan is far away.

Ling Hao went to Wang Fugui's body and sighed.

This body is actually fake. She is made by the birth of Wang Fugui's birthday.

This place is the old nest of Lingxia, so she can arrange with a lot of traps here.

When Yuan Wuquan and Wang Fugui came in, the gods were affected.

Therefore, they will regard the dummy as a real person. Therefore, when they use the birth of eight characters to determine the identity, they will still be cheated.

Just now, as long as Yuan Wuzheng is on the back of this fake, it will be moved immediately, as if they are pressed by a mountain, squatting on the ground.

However, ... I didn't expect that Yuan Wuquan did not bring people.

Ling Hao wants to think, decide to change a thinking.

Don't bring people up, as long as they touch this person, this person will take them like a network.

Then, Ling Bi can appear, calmly kill them.

On the might of force, Ling Hao can defeat Wang Fugui.

It's hard to be difficult, Wang Fu is too embarrassing, so every time Lingqi does not pay attention.

So, she must use some tips.

Ling Wei opened the corpse and made a placement around the fake body.

Then, walk quietly in another direction.

On the other side, Wang Fugui is still looking for Lingqi at the compass.

"Weird, old two you found no, this lingering breath is a bit fluttering, for a while, after a while, people are unpantable."

Wang Fugui said his self-speaking, said to Yuan Wuquan behind him.

Yuan Wuquan only nodded.

Wang Fuzhen looked at Yuan Wuquan, strangely said: "You have a little different from before."

Yuan Wuquan said: "Is it?"

Wang Fu is a sound: "Now you, the whole person looks more dull, it seems to be a dummy. I said ... should you not fake?"

Yuan Wuquan laughed and said: "Of course not fake."

Wang Fugui nodded: "I don't think it should be fake."

Then he continued to go forward.

At this time, Yuan Wuquan secretly took out the long sword.

Wang Fugui glanced on six roads, listening to eight parties, immediately noticed that behind him. He turned, he was in Yuan Wuquan.

Yuan Wuquan fell to the ground, rolling a few rolls, escaped.

Wang Fugui smiled and said to the dark: "Can I defraud me? I will think about me. Do you think that this pair of flaming gold is white?"

At this time, a rush of footsteps came.

Then, Yuan Wuquan appeared.

He looked at Wang Fugui: "Master, you are still alive?"

Wang Fuguiyi: "Still come? Who is you insulting?" Subsequently, the big knife waved, he cut the past.

Yuan Wuquan was ate a big surprise, retreat after Lianlian, think: Is this a substitute?

So he also took the sword.