The Portal of Wonderland

Smallpox did not answer Ishima, his eyes looked forward, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, seemed to be thinking about something.

Shi Mu saw this and did not ask anything more. This time after Yao Luo fell asleep and woke up, this happened all the time along the way, he was also used to it.

Looking out over the distance, Smallpox stood quietly by his side.

At this moment, a group of people walked up to me, and Shimashi's conscious eyes swept away, and they were all dressed in blue.

Headed by a young man in a blue gorgeous suit, holding a fold fan, as if he were a worldly gentleman, seemingly just in the early stages of the advanced heavens, with a somewhat unstable atmosphere.

The youthful color of this Chinese garment is faint, but it brings a certain amount of pride and self-confidence. The temperament seems like everything in life is under control.

Shi Mu glanced at the walker and looked away.

The young man in Chinese clothing also saw the two men, but when he looked at Shi Lian, he immediately moved away and landed on the tobacco. His face suddenly fell in a trance, and his footsteps stopped.

The girl in the white skirt in front of her, like a blossoming flower, is beautiful to the point of a heartbeat.

Speaking of which, the white dress of Tobacco was purchased by Ishima on her way to a planet because she thought the shirt was so well designed that she could perfectly store her wonderful figure.

At this moment, her wounds have not been repeated, her breath is slightly fluctuating, adding a sense of weakness and a sense of pity.

“Young Master, what's wrong?” A short, fat young man next to a young man in Chinese clothes asked.

The man is also a celestial martial artist with a pair of goldfish eyes and a slightly obscene temperament. At this moment, he is following the gaze of Chinese clothing youth, and his eyes seem to flash.

The young man in Chinese clothing glanced at the fat man and looked at him for a moment.

The chubby man looked at the stone pasture next to him and saw that it was only in the early days of the heavens to repair it, hey hey chuckled.

He whispered something into the ears of the young men in Chinese clothing and then walked toward Stone Pastor and Tobacco.

Next to the young man in Chinese clothing, another middle-aged man looked at the scene but frowned slightly.

This man Hui Huang has reached the middle of the heavens and is the highest in the line of people, but at this moment stands behind the youth in Chinese clothing, seems to be the best of his men.

He sighed slightly, but did not say anything, as if he had become accustomed to Chinese youth pieces during the week.

The chubby man walked behind the cigarette and turned his head towards the other side, while his body ran towards the cigarette.

“Bang” sound, the chubby man's face slightly changed and his body seemed to hit a hard stone wall.

With a massive surge, he couldn't help but fall outside, his body clasped for a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

As the chubby man raised his head and his face slightly changed, he saw Ishima standing behind the tobacco sometime before hitting him.

“Get lost!”

Shi Mu's eyes were cold, but he didn't open his mouth. He was just the voice of God.

He doesn't want to disturb Smokey out loud.

The fat and short man was furious. As a heavenly fighter, he was also one of the world's most famous guests. Relying on the power of the world on weekdays, he had long been accustomed to treading. Why had he ever been so reprehensible?

“Good boy, Ben, do you dare to hit me deliberately? Are you impatient to live?” The short, fat man roared.

His voice was loud, and people close to the walls looked at him, but after seeing the young man in Chinese clothing, many people shook their heads and looked a little more sympathetic in Ishima's eyes.

Smallpox stood nearby and naturally heard a voice, his body shook slightly, he turned around and frowned slightly.

Ishima's face sank, her eyes slightly narrowed and a hint of cold flashed.

“Let's go!” Yanro glanced at Shi Lian and said softly, walking forward.

Shi Mu swept a short, fat man's eyes and was about to leave with the smoke.

“Stop! ”

The chubby man drinks angrily, shakes his figure, flies up, a grey light emanates from his hand, hits two people, and the tobacco is in a grey area.

Shi Mu suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashed brightly, his figure moved and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, a crisp voice rang, and the body of a short, fat man flew back at a faster pace, smashing heavily onto the ground, his cheeks swollen high and a clear palm print appeared on it, blood flowing long in his mouth.

He struggled to sit up, his face was a little confused, and he didn't seem to react yet to what had happened.

There was sudden silence over the walls, and people nearby and young Chinese clothing travellers were stunned for a while.

Ishima snorted coldly and turned around and continued towards the front.

“Stop! ”

This time it was the young man in Chinese clothing who asked, at this moment his face was a bit ugly and his eyes were full of anger.

His stature was noble, he was always angry with others from childhood until he was older. His ears were crisp. Although he hit a short, fat man in the face, he didn't look much different from hitting himself in the face.

He was shaken and stopped in front of Shi Mu and Toro.

In that regard, the middle-aged man was looking heavily at the moment and was about to reach out and hold on to the young man in Chinese clothing, although he was a little late.

Shi Mu and Toro stopped.

“The man who beat Ben Young Master wants to leave, he doesn't want to see me too much!” The young man in Chinese clothes looked gloomy and angry in his mouth.

Tobacco glanced at the young man in Chinese clothing, and the color of disgust flashed in his eyes. Even with his eyes removed, he looked away.

Shi Mu took a step forward and stood in front of Yan Luo, staring directly at the young man in Chinese clothing who called himself Peng Chung, and said, “Get lost! ”

Peng Zhuang chuckled, then laughed angrily.

“Okay, good! Since you don't know how to live, stay here.” The young man in Chinese clothes laughed with a glint of white light in his hand, adding a three-foot-long white knife.

A brilliant white knife emerged, crystal clear, and a white knife opened its screen like a peacock, spreading towards the surrounding area, instantly enclosing the square length range, a fairy with no low grade.

Peng Zhuang's hand had a trick, the white knife in his hand suddenly chopped off.

A ray of light fired towards the stone pasture, condensed into a white lotus flower, and each of the lotus petals was a dazzling knife, a cold knife of extreme strength deliberately spreading.

Shi Mu's eyes glistened coldly, snorted coldly, and no magic was applied. The blue light in his hand amplified, and in the blue light, a golden scale appeared on his fist.

His arm moved and his fist burst into the white lotus.

Wum!

The blue light abruptly amplifies, with a blue vortex hidden.

The white lotus knife collided sharply with the whirlpool in the blue light, and a blade fell into the blue whirlpool and vanished from sight.

Peng Zhuang's complexion changed.

At this moment, Shi Mu's fist protruded from the blue light and hit the white knife hard.

Peng Zhuang's body trembled. The white knife in his hand suddenly flew out, his body backed away, his face instantly rose red, and a ray of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The neighborhood was silent for a while, and everyone's face changed, looking at Ishima with a little more splendor, and even some people showed joy.

Shi Lian ignored those people, raised his right hand, and a piece of gold scale armor on it had broken open, which had just been impacted on the tip of the knife.

He snorted lightly and the golden scales on his hands blended into his body.

Peng Zhuang was surrounded by a shadow. In that regard, the middle-aged man appeared in front of the youth in Chinese clothing. He looked at Shi Mu with full vigilance.

“Wonderful god, Your Excellency must not be nameless, please enter your name.” Middle-aged people coldly said.

Shi Mu did not answer the middle aged question, said softly to Toro, "Let's go," and then walked forward.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man's face sank and his eyes flashed with a different color, but did not move.

Though he was injured, Peng Zhuang was not very heavy. His face twisted and he had to pounce out again, but he was pulled by a middle-aged man in that area.

Shi Mu and his wife walked straight past each other and quickly disappeared from the distance of the crowd.

The crowd watching the crowd in the vicinity is also tacitly walking as far away as possible at this moment, and soon only young Chinese clothes walked over the walls.

“Yuan-Sheng, why did you stop me? Did he humiliate me so much?” Peng Zhuang was angry.

“Young Master, the man is powerful. Even if the three of us fight together, it is not presumed to be his opponent. At present, we can only swallow this breath for a while, and then find this face again.” The middle aged renminbi, on the other hand, said.

“Bullshit, how could that man have such strength in the early days of his genius!” Peng Zhuang was angry.

The short and fat man also walked over at this moment, holding the shocked white knife in his hand and handed it back to the young man in Chinese clothing, his eyes looked at Yuan Cheng.

Yuan Cheng waved, there was an extra little green beast in front of him, only fist size, body rolling, short limbs, long nose, at this moment curled body, shaking, extremely afraid.

“This is the ‘rhinoceros' of my beast, who is best at perceiving the power of a samurai monk, who is terrified of that young man, a situation that has only ever existed in the face of the Holy Class.” Yuan Cheng said so.

Peng Zhuang frowned and said nothing more.

“Young master, I think the two men came out of the interstellar transmission array, they won't leave for a while. If you want revenge, send someone to watch them first. Then we go back to contact Lord Hao to fix it. The man is definitely not the opponent. Just kill the man, the white woman...” Yuan Cheng said.

“Yes, thanks to the ex-brother's reminder. Lin Hu, you immediately arrange for someone to follow those two men, Yuan brother, we will go to the family.” Peng Zhuang nodded immediately excitedly, turning to tell the short, fat man, then took the others and quickly walked away.

Yuan Cheng flashed a slight discoloration in his eyes behind the youth in Chinese clothing.

His‘ rhinoceros’ beast sensed the powerful power of Ishima, and also sensed a strange cold power on Ishima, which helped him to mend, which is why he strongly encouraged Huazui youth to deal with Ishima.

As long as he can kill Shi Lian, he has the means to harvest the strange cold forces in Shi Lian's body.

With this in mind, his heart beats a little faster.