Xiang Jun felt that his heart was slightly cool, and it seemed a little more halo solidified his chest position. He felt that there was a firm but gentle light in that light, knowing that this seemingly peaceful light spot could kill him at any time.
Xiang jun and Mrs. Xiang receded at the same time, and the eyes of the high priest moved a bit and followed.
In this way, things may turn around, which is better than letting Loulan Guard take a break and continue to suffer casualties.
Master Lu hung in his heart and asked, "What do you want?"
"Didn’t I talk to you when I first met you?"
Fang Yunhan said calmly, "Being original is very good at machine skills. Although it is an ancient machine, it embodies the wisdom of machine skills beyond the current level."
His eyes swept the three machine masters in front of him. "So I want to ask the three to draw the drawings of the soldiers together."
Master Ban immediately said, "Mohist losers are old enemies …"
"Good!" Gong Shuchou readily agreed to a hostile look at Mohism. "The old man can’t afford this kind of thing. Two more helpers are afraid of these two old guys."
Fang Yunhan’s eyes turned to Master Lu’s heart, but he still insisted on asking, "The Taoist priest’s full-time killing is not the most interesting thing in mechanics, although it is more powerful. What do you want from this fiend’s drawings?"
"There is nothing in this world that is full-time killing. You have to see different meanings from different angles."
Fang Yunhan looked at the heavy sword tied by the chain in the middle and said, "Take the sword as the weapon, but don’t all famous swords have the meaning of killing today?"
Then he smiled and promised, "Master Lu, you can rest assured that this drawing will never cause killing in this world."
Master Ban also refused "this …"
Master Lu pressed his old friend’s shoulder close to some low paths. "We can’t win more room now. Without us, Gong Shuchou is just a little more. On the contrary, if we also master a drawing, there is still some hope."
Gong Shuchou, it doesn’t matter what they are whispering. Hey, hey, say with smile, "It’s more convenient for us to find out some structural reasons if this soldier fiend moves."
Fang Yunhan casually replied, "That will have to wait until you have finished surveying and mapping, or this old thing will fall apart if you move."
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly froze and Yan Fei said with great interest, "From entering the ancient pagoda to now, your mood has not fluctuated much, except that when the soldiers moved, they suddenly felt waves."
"Does it mean anything to you to make this mobile?"
Yan Fei’s eyes flashed, but she did not deny that "the East Emperor Taiyi sent me here to be a soldier and a fiend, and this also realized that he had been closely preparing for an important event over the years."
Fang Yunhan said, "Oh?"
Yan Fei’s Yin-Yang technique is second only to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, but her eyes in front of each other feel that there are cold awns scattered all over her like catkins flying snow.
She was floating around secretly resisting this pressure. "Can I ask the Taoist for another answer before I say this answer?"
Fang Yunhan’s body naturally exudes a continuous sword, but his words do not force people to be easy-going and should say "Go ahead."
Yan Fei’s breathing is a little urgent. "I want to know if the Taoist priest’s body and sword are mixed with some meanings of the East Emperor Taiyi. Who was hurt by Zeng Donghuang Taiyi?"
Gong Shuchou, the three of them have been about to take action, and they didn’t know it when they heard this question.
Dong Huang Taiyi, the leader of the Yin and Yang family, is mysterious, but few people have ever seen him personally. We can infer his strength from his five active elders and two protectors.
Yan Fei asked this question, even now many people in one’s hand and one’s hand are not curious.
Fang Yunhan’s answer disappointed them.
"Being original has never really met him," Fang Yunhan said. "Part of what you said about the Eastern Emperor is from …"
The young Taoist reached into the sleeve and pulled out an iron piece from the wide sleeve.
There must be some traces on this piece of iron, but the side opposite them that everyone can see is smooth and nothing.
Turn the iron plate in front of YunHan slowed a look to the tower today the most silent one.
"Lend me firm but gentle outside the tower. Is it Mr. Nie Gai? The strategists’ sword is profound and profound, and they live up to their reputation."