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"If this is the case, then it is just right…In fact, between members of the non-formal alliance, they only recognize the mask and do not recognize people…Even if it is known that the member under the mask has changed personally, as long as the mask is not destroyed, it will still default to the person who succeeded…and……Because the alliance prohibits members from revealing each other's identity…So if you change someone, it will be harder to find out…"Luo Meng’s sorrow said with a smile, but the words were intermittent and seemingly weak.
But see a very subtle black mist that slowly flows out from its shoulders, like a grass ordinary, shaking in the air.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, my remnant soul is already supporting…Support can't go on, if you have any questions…Just ask…" black subordinate turned his head and glanced at the black mist on his shoulder, said with a wry smile.
As soon as the voice fell, his calf began to have a black mist.
"I don't have any questions to ask. If you still have a What's left, just say it, I can't evade what I can. ”Han Li looks at Lomon's ghost, shaking his head.
Lomon's sorrow looked up at the sky and muttered:
“Fellow Daoist can do what I asked for…Don't dare, there are other extravagants…If I am a Rock family, he will be able to prosper again, and he will be enough…"
As its voice gradually weakens, its silhouette is gradually distorted and turned into a black qi, which eventually dissipates completely between heaven and earth.
Han Li looked at the void where Lomé's sorrow disappeared. Some of them were stunned. This shackles, which are in the depths of the blood, cannot be moved.
After a long while, he only came back to God, and the palm of his hand caught it, and he took the mask of the cow head.
This time the mask was not blurred, but it was honestly in his hands.
Han Li looked at the micro-coagulation and looked at the strange lines on the mask, and once again fell into meditation.
……
After half a month.
On a sea area of Wumen Island, I don’t know how many miles (0.5km) away, the gray clouds of lead gray fill the sky, and the wind blows above the sea, and it is full of waves.
A blue streamer is like a sharp sword, worn by heavy waves, split into two halves, splashing thousands of pearl-like silver waves.
Among the green light is a tall, green robe man with a blue skull mask on his face. He can't see the face below, but the eyes are projected through the holes of the mask.
This person is not someone else, it is to replace Lomon to Han Li in Haitang Island.
On the sea surface dozens of li (0.5km) away in front of it, there is a circular island with a radius of a circle, which looks like a dark green lotus leaf that sways slightly with the fluctuation of the waves. The destination of this trip.
Han Li slowed down, and after flying a few more miles, the appearance of the island became more and more clear.
I saw many sea otters growing on the island, with leafy and green leaves. The huge canopies are next to each other, covering the entire island. The numerous layers of adult arms are layered and intertwined into a thick blue. Wooden wall.
On these dense side branches, there are also countless slender lateral roots, some of which are found inside the soil, while others fall into the sea, and they are densely connected. It looks like a beard ordinary for the elderly. .
Han Li flew to Haitang Island and hovered down. Looking towards the island, he saw gray-white bird droppings on the ground of the island, but there was no trace of half-seabirds in the forest.
Moreover, in addition to the "beep" sound of the sea breeze passing through the tree between the ears of the ear, there is no more noise, and the whole island appears to be somewhat unusually quiet.
Just then, a little cold voice suddenly rang from Han Li's ear:
"蛟 fifteen, since it is here, why not go to the island?"
Han Li was a little surprised, because the sound was not from the island, but from the mask worn on his face.
He immediately moved and flew down the island.
The soil on the island was very soft. When you stepped on it, it would sink into a pothole. Han Li was so shallow that he walked through the gap between the jungle and came to the middle of the island.
At the center of the island, there is a huge sea otter tree that is held by a three-person. Its main roots have been cut and cleaned, and a relatively large open space has been cleared.
There are several figures on the open space, either sitting or standing in the trunk all around.
Han Li's eyes swept away, and at first glance, he fell on a red robe man sitting on the front of the sea otter tree.
This head is wearing a reddish Dragon Head-like mask, which is also engraved with many strange runes. In its mask forehead, it also engraves a number "three" with quirky characters.
"蛟三"
Han Li’s heart was moving and he was speechless.
The man wearing the Dragon Head mask just looked at Han Li at random and took back his sight. He didn't have to talk to him about What.
Han Li naturally did not pay attention to it, but looked at the other people with a gaze.
I saw one of them wearing a micro-bow, wearing a large purple robe and wearing a blue sheep head mask with a "nine" lettering on it.
He has been squatting on the ground for a long time, staring at the ground, not knowing what to look at, and not looking up at Han Li.
Not far from his side, a tall man standing with a blue tiger head mask, nodded slightly to him.
Han Li didn't talk, looking at the number on his forehead, "One Six", and nodded slightly.
On the left side of the trunk, there is a female wearing a veil and wearing an owl mask. The graceful body is backed against the sea banyan tree, and the thin arms surround the chest, facing the side of Han Li, on the mask. The number is "two ones."
On the behind, on the other side of the jellyfish tree, a head with a blue eagle mask engraved with the word "two or five" was probed out and glanced up and down Han Li, and then took it back.
On a crossbar on the right side of the jellyfish tree, there is also a thin silhouette hanging on its face, wearing a monkey mask with an "eight" on it.
Seeing Han Li looking at himself, the two green eyes of the man, also swayed through the hole of the mask, and looked at Han Li as well.
Under this person, there is also a thin man wearing a water blue gown and wearing a bear cub mask. He is sitting in danger and closes his eyes.
The forehead on its mask is engraved with the word "one three".
I don't know if it is due to the rules of the Informal League, or other What causes, everyone has no words to talk, even the red robe man wearing a three-mask, did not say half a word with others.
Han Li sees this, and he also picks up a place to sit down, and closed eyes adjusts.
This is eight days.
During this period, no one came back, and no one was speaking, and no one left.
There is a strange atmosphere in the atmosphere.
Until the early morning of the 8th, when the first Sunlight on the sea surface illumined the island, the red robe man who had been sitting in the upstairs of the sea otter tree, the head lifted slightly and stood up from the ground.
A slightly blunt sound came from the mask of the dagger:
"Time is up……"
Everyone heard the sound, and they stood up from the ground. The thin man who had been wearing a monkey mask on the trunk immediately jumped from above.
Just then, there was a sudden stream of light outside the island, as the boulder ordinary fell straight from the sky and squatted on the island.
The entire island was shocked and all the branches swayed.
I saw the glory of the wild boar mask.
As soon as he arrived on the island, he rushed toward the center of the island, and did not evade along the way. The roots of the branches encountered were directly broken by him.
When I came to the crowd, after scanning the lap, the man shouted and shouted: "Which is the third?"
After that, his eyes did not worry to the people present, and eventually fell on the red robe man wearing the Dragon Head mask.
"It turns out that you are the third. I’ll announce the task quickly, and I will have something to do after the event. ”The wild boar mask man looked at each other up and down and said loudly.
"蛟thirty II, you are late."Red robe man looks at the burly man, said indifferent.
"The time it takes half an incense stick to burn is not enough, it is worth mentioning? Hurry and say good things, don't delay time. ”The burly man waved his hand and was impatient.
Han Li stood by, but his heart suddenly jumped from the beginning, and the subconscious stepped back.
The next moment, an astonishing scene appeared.
The red robe man suddenly lit up a layer of red light, "calling" a red flame, wrapped his body around, a hot air suddenly burst out from his body, almost forced everyone around retreat.
But seeing his body slammed forward, the palm of his hand pointed to the knife, and went to the chest of the burly man wearing a wild boar mask.
In the face of red robe man without any indication of act, the burly man reacted extremely fast, stepping back, the both hands quickly printed in front of him, and the body suddenly lit up a white rays of light.
At the same time, an octagonal white crystal shield also appeared in front of it.
I saw a prismatic pattern on the top of the shield, with a dazzling white glow on the surface, and a pattern of fluctuations from it.
Although it was only a hasty response, Han Li found that the law was fluctuating and seemed to be a bit stronger than the previous cold weather.
Just listen to the muffled sound of "噗".
Unexpectedly, there was no violent collision, and there was no strong momentum in the imagination. The two men just made a blow and immediately broke the outcome.
Everyone was horrified to see that the palm of the third hand had penetrated the octagonal crystal shield and stabbed into the heart of the burly man.
At the break of his chest, he was braving the white smoke, and the muscles around him had been burned into a liquid, like the ignited oil ordinary ticking.
"If you do not comply with the order, delay the registration, cancel the 蛟thirty two non-formal membership."The third slowly pulled back the palms, indifferent.
The voice just fell, the wild boar mask on the burly man's face was rune bright, and the bang broke out and turned into a powder, which dissipated in the air.
The mask is exposed below, it is a pair of eyes, the mouth of the mouth is wide, and it seems that it is impossible to believe that it is dead. Even if the opponent can't stop the attack, it is killed in an instant.
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