One Piece Dragon System

The 413th chapter red lotus blooms!

In the mosque to the left of the main body of the Taj Mahal, Ram, wearing an Arab robe, knelt on the futon and looked at the empty temple. He sighed quietly, and a trace of helplessness and unwilling flashed across his face.*Miscellaneous News*

From the moment she became a Hindu saint, her ending is probably doomed. No matter how hard she struggles to escape, it is a meaningless move.

But she still wanted to fight, or to get rid of this fate that had fallen on her without knowing when, so she knew the consequences, and she also wanted to betray Hinduism and seek help from Chu Han and others?

In fact, no one knows that Ram’s initial thought was to rely on the power of Chu Han and others to stop Hinduism or even destroy it.

It was just that the sudden action of Hinduism did not expect that not only would Chu Han and others break up, but also make her wishful thinking come to nothing.

Ram shook her head mockingly, winning and losing. Now it seems useless to say this. She has become a canary in a cage.Although she is still beautiful and charming, she has lost her freedom, and even her own life no longer belongs to her.

A wisp of shadow sprang out from the corner like a ghost, and turned into a faceless, lacquered black figure standing under the huge angelic idol, like a demon in the Koran.

"Is the time up? Is it my turn to play so soon?" Ram silently looked at the black man shadow, without a trace of surprise on his face. Ever since she separated from Chu Han, the shadow was caught by this mosque. Inside.

During the period, she tried to escape here with pure blood power, but she retreated when she stepped out of the temple. When she saw the golden pupils shining in the dark, she knew that no matter how she struggled, she did What, the ending is already doomed.

And this figure is the strong one among the black shadow blinking countless pairs of golden pupils.

The lacquered black shadow did not reply, but looked at Ram quietly, as if he hadn't heard her words, there was no wave of waves in the slightly gloomy golden pupils, like a dead person.

"According to the time, I should die one day, that is, the plan of the old immortality was disrupted! Although Chu Han and the others are powerful, only with the three of them, the old immortality was sealed in advance. India, the support of the Secret Party cannot arrive in India so quickly, so it should not be possible!" Ram seemed to know that there would be no answer, and said to himself.

Since being trapped here, apart from taking a step out of the mosque when she tried to escape the next day, Lahm had no contact with the outside world. She didn't even know that this was on both sides of the main Taj Mahal. One of the mosques.

But for everything that happened outside, she knew everything well, even the secret party, which was thousands of miles away, was counted in.

The temple was very quiet, there was no sound of wind, and the black shadow of the lacquer did not move. He stood quietly in front of the angel statue. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a little devil under the angel statue.

"Then, the only one who might disrupt the old undead plan is Tripatti!" Ram glanced at the gray sky with twinkling eyes, a trace of inexplicable complexity flashed across his face.

"Hey, Navarro, do you think they will come?" The young monk touched the middle-aged monk next to him with his elbow, and said in a low voice.

"I don't know, but since it's the arrangement of the great elder, we just follow it. The rest is up to Burning's will!" Navarro folded his hands, glanced at the young monk, his lips moved slightly, and if he didn't pay attention, even I don't know the mouth just moved.

"Speaking of it, I still don't understand why Tripatti would betray us?" The young monk carefully glanced at the thin figure in front of him, and suppressed his voice to the lowest level, even if it was Navarro, if not a young man. The monk was speaking in his ear, and he didn't even know that the young monk had just spoken to him.

Navarro paused, and also glanced at the thin back figure at the front of the crowd: "Tripati, he was not with us from beginning to end, don’t forget, he’s a Buddhist Tantric disciple, not me. Hindu disciple!"

His voice was also lowered, and there was a hint of jealousy in his tone.

This is also normal. After all, Tripatti is recognized in Hinduism as the next big elder choice, not only because he has been living with the big elder since he was a child, but even to some extent, the big elder is his relatives.

Of course, there is one of the most important reasons, and that is that the founder of Hinduism is a mixed race with a strong pedigree.

And the spirit of the founder of Hinduism is'reality'!

"Um, even though I said that, Tripatti was also raised by the elder. This kind of affection, betrayal without saying it, is too jerk?" The young monk shook his head, his face full of regret. He was puzzled, thinking that if it were him, he would definitely not choose to betray such a rebellious thing.

"You are wrong!" Navarro glanced at the young monk: "Although Tripatti's guardian is the elder, he did not grow up by the elder. He grew up..."

Before he finished his words, he suddenly felt a pain on his face. He closed his mouth quickly and lowered his head.

The old man at the front of the crowd looked away when he saw Navaluo lower his head. This little gesture did not attract the attention of others.

"Navaro, what's wrong with you? Why don't you continue? What's wrong with Tripatti's childhood?" The young monk didn't notice the gaze he had just shot, and looked at Heshi suspiciously and lowered his head to Navarro.

"Shut up! Stop talking!" Navarro lowered his head, lowered his voice and gave a low voice. When that gaze hit him just now, a rich death spread to his heart. If he didn't shut up in a hurry, He even suspected that under the gaze of that gaze just now, he was already dead!

The young monk looked at Navarro in amazement, a little puzzled. It was strange how much he changed.

After seeing that Navarro really bowed his head and said nothing, he looked around. In his field of vision, there were rows of pitch-black figures covering the grass. Those were the dead waiter army given to Hinduism by Burning Heaven, but the young monk always felt wrong.Deadpool is equivalent to the minions of dragons, and they are hybrids, and hybrids and dragons are immortal enemies!

The young monk shook his head mockingly. This kind of thing is not something he should think about. It's better to figure out how to survive the upcoming battle.

The young monk looked at the dead waiters all over the lawn again, curled his lips, and when he was about to withdraw his gaze, the mysterious blood red appeared in his sight. It was an unusually dazzling and fascinating. The red of human beings was faint, and he seemed to look There is a blood red lotus blooming!