Chapter 88 87. [Golden Hoop Rope] Make contributions

When Su Mu and his party came to the street where the "Baijia Grain Shop" was located, the "Jinghuan Jade Pendant" hanging on their bodies lit up in one of the twenty people who were beating gongs and drums.

This is not surprising.

In front of others, he whispered "remnants of the previous dynasty" and "eunuchs" or something. Wouldn't he point at the nose and scold him?

Even though Jun Dingkun, Fang Xing and others did not show their faces, their hostility could not be concealed.

...

"not good!"

Fang Xing looked through the window and looked at the people in the yamen skillfully blocking the streets. His heart was beating and he felt inexplicably uneasy.

Hurry up to the dark room.

When he saw Jun Dingkun, he said something outside and said cautiously: "Master, this place is mostly exposed, please leave quickly!"

"You have to leave, but you can't leave so confused."

Jun Dingkun frowned, and at the critical moment, he became more and more calm: "That Master Su, I don't know how to lock us in. If I don't understand this, how can I get rid of it?"

"This is right for the Lord."

Fang Xing thought for a while and said quickly: "Then let me serve as bait on the surface, and the Lord lurks in the dark, one light and one dark, find out their means to see if there is any way to avoid it or destroy it."

"By the way, Qiu Leng once said, 'That Master Su summoned meteorites and drew the ground into a prison technique, with a range of about three meters, and the strange archery technique is thirty meters', please keep a distance from it."

"good."

Jun Dingkun was not an indecisive person, so he agreed immediately.

...

then.

When I was in Sumu, I checked household by household.

Jun Dingkun had already gone out of the secret door and integrated into the people watching the fun nearby. After disguising himself, his face was not conspicuous at this moment.

The distance from Sumu and others was always maintained at seventy or eighty meters.

——He was not afraid of the strange archery technique, but only feared the technique of "summoning meteorites" and "drawing the ground into prison", but on the ground, he was still so far apart.

As for Fang Xing, his long-term experience has kept him calm and fully integrated into his role, just like a real grain shop owner.

...

soon.

Su Mu, Xing Bu'a, Du Fangge, and a team of experts from the yamen found the "Baijia Grain Store".

"Are you a member of the 'Blood Alliance'?"

"no."

Fang Xing replied frankly.

The master's spiritual awareness, the empty state of mind, and the long-term disguise, made him not have much ups and downs when he said this.

This results in: Home log, no prompt.

"Um?"

Su Mu frowned slightly.

During the previous investigation, I was afraid of the government and nervous about being framed. I also met the official, subconsciously felt guilty and had all kinds of emotions.

but.

No emotions, this is the first time I have seen you.

beside.

Xing Bua and Du Fangge saw Su Mu frowning and subconsciously held the handle of the knife and the hilt of the sword.

"broken!"

Fang Xing took all this into his eyes and felt a sudden slap in his heart: "Does there be any questions about my answer just now?"

"Call the 'The remnants of the previous dynasty will not die well'!"

Sumu spoke again.

"Foreign dynasty..."

Fang Xing had just said two words, but suddenly started to attack Sumu.

Originally, it was nothing to say, "The remnants of the previous dynasty will not die well."

but.

His master's spiritual sense and sensed danger, and had a premonition: it seemed that as long as he shouted this sentence, something bad would happen.

Therefore, it is better to choose to start first.

Swish!

The master Fang Xing suddenly took action. Before Xing Bua and Du Fangge could react, he arrived in front of Su Mu and slapped it with a palm.

Swish!

The air screamed.

Su Mu suddenly felt: the space in front of him seemed to be as solid as an iron plate, and he was as beautiful as a bug in amber, so he could only watch the other party slapped down with a palm.

when!

Fang Xing's palm, which was enough to break gold and jade, slapped Su Mu's chest, and was blocked by a black light, making a sound of metal and iron attacks.

Then?

But I only saw:

Sumu did not retreat in a single step, and the transmitted force was transferred into the ground by the special effect of [Meteorite Iron Armor]'s 'resistance'. At the same time, the special effect of [Meteorite Iron Armor]'s 'resistance' was activated.

Wow!

A circle of ink-colored halos swept out and directly hit the middle, causing his body to stagnate invisible ways.

This time flies.

Su Mu's practice is still shallow and his reaction is slightly slow, but he cannot grasp it. However, Du Fangge and Xing Bua are different.

"This person is a master, a member of the Blood Alliance!"

"The murderer last night?!"

This thought flashed through the two of them, and they drew their swords and took action.

Click!

Swish!

The cold light is cold.

However.

Just then—

Not knowing where, two hidden weapons were shot out and headed straight for Du Fangge. Xing Bu'a was quick and accurate, vicious and vicious. Even if both of them dared not underestimate them.

When! When!

Du Fangge and Xing Bu'a each fought against hidden weapons with swords.

but.

As soon as their swords and swords touched the hidden weapon, they cut it open, and suddenly, a large piece of smoke came out.

The two of them were experienced in the world and immediately held their breath, but instead of retreating, they chased after Fangxing.

Fang Xing had already taken advantage of the opportunity of their sneak attack to recover from the halo of "shocking", and left as soon as they touched, and retreated quickly.

"Want to leave?"

Su Mu's eyes flashed, and as his thoughts moved slightly, huge rocks flashed one after another, blocking Fang Xing's retreat, and a circle of fences fell.

Swish swish swish swish!

Su Mu, who was standing in front of Fang Xing, seemed to have eyes, dodging the huge rocks one by one.

As for the fence?

He had heard of it a long time ago that Qiu Leng talked about Su Mu's technique of "drawing the ground into a prison". He was extremely scared and dared not let it go.

Therefore.

Fang Xing retreated and repeatedly used his palms to shoot out a series of energy, slapped most of the falling fence away.

Soon, he flew two or three feet away.

but--
To be continued...