Master of Untold Daos

Luo Muno smiled slightly and said: "Good, now, wait quietly. ”

Luo Muno went to rest, the soldiers rested on the square, saw the cicada on the armory, always a little curious, this thing, the cicada claiming to be able to carry out a knife beyond time?

There are always so many people who want to see it, anyway, try this thing for no money.

Lusheng string picks up a cicada knife and waves it with his hands, the knife is fast and terrible!

He's stunned. What happened?

When he waves this cicada, why is it so fast? He hasn't practiced it!

He also used a knife, but with a cicada, that's exactly the same thing.

This cicada, just like it was tailored for him, fits perfectly.

He understands, it's twice as fast as a cicada!

Only when the cicadas use the cicadas can they do it twice as fast. Is it true that he is the legacy of the cicadas?

I'm a cicada!

This world is supposed to belong to our cicadas, but was rebelled by the four great Immortal Powers.

So angry!

The Lord of the Cicada Nation today is famous for his bright insomnia, what a masculine Lord!

If you follow the light without sleep, you can surely declare the world and become the world's most powerful warrior!

For a while, he had a tremendous desire to return to the Cicadas, who were supposed to return to their ancestors.

The Lusheng string silently dropped the cicada in his hand, and then returned silently to the staffs. None of these people, our cicada people, were under the purple pole, and they could not be discovered.

He wasn't the only one, there were more people.

And so the whole camp had this idea in their minds that I was a cicada, and I couldn't let these purple poles find out.

Lu Xiangyin, the daughter of the Lusheng string, was happy to open the letter from the Purple Mile galaxy in a house outside the Royal City of Yan.

After reading the letter, she wondered, "What would my father do with the portraits of the ancient Cicadas? Besides, does my father want to write that poem in bright, sleepless form? And you want me to keep it a secret? ”

“That's weird! ”

In the middle of the night, Lu Xiangyin carefully went out, after all, to act in secret, but it was discovered that the families of other immigrant taxi pawn, like her, went out in the middle of the night, what happened? Why are so many people out shopping in the middle of the night, or are they all the family members of the purple microgalaxy Dahlo Golden Immortal?

Lu Xiangyin looked at the store in front of him. After the young man masked inside came out, he walked to the store. The owner glanced at her costume, masked and came in the middle of the night?

For a moment, it's like knowing something, "You're buying portraits of the Cicadas, and the script of a poem written by His Majesty, right? ”

Lu Xiangyin nodded slightly, then asked: “How do you know? ”

The owner said: "So dressed up, came in the middle of the night, all bought this. It's gone today, it's out of stock, too many people bought it, come back tomorrow. ”

Lu Xiangyin nodded slightly, very confused, these things, can sell out?

The owner went on to ask, "Yes, would you like a portrait of His Majesty? Others want it too. ”

Lu Xiangyin thought about it and said: “Yes, Your Majesty, all kinds of deities, all kinds of outfits. ”

The owner nodded slightly and said: "But remember, His Majesty's portrait cannot be artificially damaged. Any artificial damage is disrespectful to His Majesty. If it is accidentally damaged, it must be recorded. You want something, come get it tomorrow. ”

A month later, Lusheng String walked to his camp, looked left and right, made sure no one was there, walked into his camp and took out a storage ring, which his daughter had sent.

Lusheng string takes out a mirror and looks at himself in the mirror, the face of the Chinese character, the beard, square square, looks a little rough.

And then he took out the portraits his daughter bought, and carefully compared the portraits of the cicadas to himself, "No, this one doesn't, it shouldn't be my ancestors. ”

“Neither does this, nor is this my ancestor. ”

In contrast to the portrait, it is to find one's ancestors in appearance.

He took out portraits of all the ancient Cicada named generals, it didn't feel like it. At this time, he picked up a portrait of Chen wearing seven sins, carrying a dragon gun and walking around in all the armies. He looked at Chen Cheng's face like that of Guanyu's handsome face, compared to his rough face, and immediately smiled: “Yes! Too similar! ”

“Am I a descendant of His Majesty? ”

“His Majesty is said to have reached the threshold of a great cicada holocaust, and then frozen in time, so he now appears to be very young. His Majesty was an adult, and it was normal to leave blood behind! ”

“Am I of His Majesty's blood? ”

Lu Sheng Chong Yi Xi, turns out I am the most orthodox blood of the cicadas!

Then he came up with the token of the poem written by Chen, very respectfully prayed, and then felt it was not enough, respectfully prayed three years later, went to read it carefully, silently in the heart.

“Wonderful, wonderful, Your Majesty's Wenchai, if there are nine battles in the world, Your Majesty will have eight battles! ”

Lu Shengstring silently thought in his heart that I am a cicada, and His Majesty is also the Lord of Ming, and His Excellency the Sleepless is kind enough to wait for us. If there is any danger to His Excellency the Sleepless, I will also protect His Excellency the Sleepless, breaking the idea of purple pole as a scum!

As for now, we can't let them find out who they are without first talking to the innocent under the purple pole. Otherwise, we can't lurk here.

Since the ancestors are to be identified, they must always return with their own contributions. Otherwise, after all these years of loyalty to His Majesty's enemies, I have no face to claim my ancestors!

And now, you have to pretend to be a purple pole person to lurk here. To be more like, you can't listen to Luo Muno too much, it's all about lurking!

What he didn't know was that all over the Cicada camp, all over the military camp, whispered, “Like, too similar! ”

A few months later, Purple Pole summoned the invincible under his command and asked: "This Luo Murano is also a salary and a house, he will not control the heart of the army? ”

“Ha ha ha," cried whoever laughed. “Is it possible that money can do this? The Great Golden Immortals under me are loyal! ”

"Don't worry, sir, I've checked, they're very unhappy with Luo Muno! Still loyal to us! ”

And the inexorable said: “Well, just yesterday, these Great Golden Immortals almost tried to kill Luo Murano. This is a piece of crap that only knows how to mess with. It's your turn to manipulate people's hearts, or under Lord Purple! ”

Purple Polar smiled slightly: “That's good, so I'm relieved. ”