God Of Slaughter

Chapter 33—The Rhythm of the Rhythm

Shi Yan and Di Yalan both entered the tree hole.

"What happened?" The uneasy Mu Yu butterfly in the tree hole was a little surprised: "There was just a roar, is there a monster passing by?"

Shi Yan sat down in the tree hole and silently felt the fullness of the acupoints. He did not answer.

The essence of the five warriors was mostly dissipated, and he absorbed only a small part.

However, because one of the five people is in the realm of the realm, even if only a small part of the spirit is pouring into his body, it is quite impressive.

However, there are some concerns in Shi Yan’s heart. I don’t know when those negative forces will attack, so I am cautious.

When Diyalan saw that he did not speak, he explained the story.

After listening to her explanation, Mu Yu's face is bitter and bitter. It seems to be a little irritating. Now is the time when it is unsafe, and now there are monsters and chaos, she is more and more worried about her future.

The sky was getting brighter, the sun slowly rose, and the three did not continue to rest, so they whispered in the tree hole.

Previously, because Luo Hao and others were there, Shiyan did not have much opportunity to communicate with the two women, and little was known about the situation of the two women. But now that Luo Hao has been killed, Shi Yan feels that they should thank them more, or they may be more passive in the future.

“Why do ‘dark man’ want to catch you?” Shi Yan frowned, sinking: “You are all people of the Fire Empire?”

Muyu Butterfly nodded and sighed, saying: "It’s all because of me..."

"What is the situation?" Shi Yan knew that the Muslim language was extraordinary, and listened to her intention to explain it. Naturally, I have to ask in detail.

"Lan sister, you talk to him." Muyu squinted Diyalan and sighed softly.

"You don't even know the origin of Xiaodie?" Diylan was a little surprised and looked at him eccentrically. "Although you are a member of the business alliance, you should have heard of the deeds of the general empire of the fire empire. ?"

"Muku? The head of the army of the Goshawks of the Fire Empire? Iron King?"

Shi Yan was shocked and stunned. He calmly nodded his face. "It turns out that she is the granddaughter of the ‘Iron Blood Eagle King.’ I understand.”

All kinds of memory marks about the "Iron Blood Eagle King" Mu Ku, were a little bit opened, and seriously thought about it, Shi Yan's heart gradually counted.

In the memory of another stone rock, there is a memory about the "Iron Blood Eagle King" Mucu, "The Iron Blood Eagle King" is the head of the Legion of the Fire Empire, and the cultivation of Nirvana is the real power of the Fire Empire. Iron figure!

Not only in the fierce empire, but even in the business alliance and the gods of the empire, "Iron Blood Eagle King" is also famous.

Muqu is like a god. In the confrontation between the fierce empire and the gods and empire, Muqu has never been seen. Muko is famous on the battlefield, ruthless and ruthless, and his hands are stained with blood.

Mu Ku was cold-blooded and ruthless. He was also unruly in the fierce empire and offended many real power figures.

Three years ago, in the confrontation between the fierce empire and the sacred empire, Muko was surrounded by five warriors of Nirvana.

Because Muqu had offended a lot of people before his death, Mu Ku died, and Mu Jia was immediately ravaged. In just a few days, many of his immediate family members were killed, and the big Mu family instantly fell.

"I have heard of the story of the 'Iron Blood Eagle King.'" Shi Yan recalled for a while and nodded gently.

"Xiaodie is the granddaughter of the eagle king. It is also the only survivor of the Mu family. The 'dark meditation' is the killer organization of the empire. The Mu family's tragedy, the 'dark meditation' is directly involved, and the reason why the butterfly has been alive, It was because of the day of the Mu family tragedy that the martial arts of Xiaodie was so powerful that the martial arts of Xiaodie was related to the temperament, and her piano sound could kill people invisible..."

"You mean, Miss Wu’s martial arts can kill people through the piano?"

"Well, Xiaodie's piano sound can not only calm people into fire, but also make people dirty. The reason why the darkness is to catch Xiaodie back is because their meditation master is currently practicing an evil martial art, often In a state of unconsciousness, the lord is afraid to go into flames and die, and wants to stabilize his mind through the sound of Kocho."

"I understand." Shi Yan nodded.

"Darkness" is the killer organization that directly participates in the massacre of the Mu family. The people who can't wait for the "darkness" of the Mu-Music are all dead. Now the lord wants to practice evil martial arts through her. It is.

But the "darkness" in the fierce empire is extremely powerful, and she has no choice but to go to other countries to take refuge.

After understanding the origin and identity of Mu Yudie, Shi Yan asked: "Why Miss Mu can't use Wuhun now?"

"The martial arts of Xiaodie is somewhat special. After each urging the martial arts to open the killing ring, her veins will be broken like a string. Before the ribs are connected, it is difficult for the fine elements to flow smoothly and sway the fine elements. If you are serious, you will be seriously injured immediately. The recovery of the Wuhun will be slower."

Diyalan looked blank. "Two months ago, when we were going to enter the dark forest from the Imperial border, we were chased by the 'dark man'. At that time we lost a few comrades, and Uncle Luo could not support it. However, Xiaodie had no choice but to use the Wuhun. Although many people were killed in the 'darkness', but Xiaodie’s own veins have also broken, and it has not recovered yet."

"Your martial arts, when you are stimulating, you need muscles and veins to cooperate?" Shiyan stunned and said: "Are you playing the strings or playing the veins?"

"I can't explain it either." Mu Yudie's listless answer, his face is not very good.

"The damage of Wuhun..." Shiyan frowned, sinking for a while, and suddenly he couldn’t help but say: "I might be able to help."

Mu Yudie, Di Yalan, the eyes lit up together, looking at him with a burning look.

"Cough..." Shiyan just said it casually, giving the two women such a look, slightly swearing: "That, Lan sister is not suddenly waking up the martial arts? My potency, perhaps a little help for the recovery of the Wuhun ,I think……"

"Don't think about it!"

Mu Yudie violently replied with a sigh of relief, "Don't put your sly idea on my head!"

The martial arts that Dylan used to wake up, she saw it clearly, let her hand out her innocence, she could not do it.

"I just talked about it, don't take it seriously." Shi Yan looked indifferent, looked up at the tree hole, said: "Fast noon, I have not heard the toss of the beast, we continue to hurry."

"Good." Diyalan smiled softly.

......

The three men came out of the tree hole and continued to carry the Muyu butterfly by Diyalan and hurry in the dark forest.

After a night of predation, the monsters seem to have really rested. The three of them did not see a high-level monster on the way, but the fresh bones of human beings emerged from time to time in the forest, but the three realized the last night. How ferocious the monster is.

at dusk.

The speed of purifying the gas in the Shiyan acupoint has gradually accelerated, and all kinds of negative forces have gradually come to mind, giving him a feeling of irritability.

He knows the sound of the Muyu butterfly, which can calm the negative emotions in his heart, but in the silent forest, the sound of the piano may also attract the attention of the monsters and the murderers.

There was a venting experience in Diylan last time. Shi Yan was hesitant, and his hot eyes swayed for a while in Diyalan's breathtaking ketone body.

......

Night falls.

In a hidden valley, after the call of the Mu-Dong butterfly curled up in the dense branches of an old tree, the bush gradually calmed down.

A few minutes later, Shi Yan and Di Yalan came from the bushes in a mess.

Shiyan’s footsteps are steady and his look is light, as if nothing has happened.

Diylan's long hair is covered with grass clippings, and the skin is a little flushed. The beauty of the spring is swaying, and the corner of his mouth is smiling.

"Miss Mu, haven't had a rest yet?" After approaching, Shi Yan looked up and found that the Muyu butterfly looked at him with a sullen look, and then smiled and asked.

“Hey!” Mu Yu’s face fell on his face and whispered: “I don’t know how to shame!”

“Oh?” Shi Yan smiled and said, “I don’t think you can see even the sun of tomorrow. Who cares about this? When it’s fun, what do you do?”

"Yeah, maybe we will become three bodies at this time tomorrow, I can't manage that much." Diylan came over, and he was generous, and his face was only a little embarrassed.

To the two people, the Mu language butterfly smashed, and it seems that he also remembered the current situation. For a moment, he did not know how to refute it.

"Lan sister, meditate, maybe you can go further." Shi Yan smiled and pointed.

"Well, I understand." Diylan looked shocked and immediately smiled: "You guy, it's amazing, giggling!"

In this way, Diylan climbed the ancient tree where the Muyu butterfly was located, and also found a branch of dense foliage and sat down, ignored the doubtful eyes of the Muyu butterfly, and began to meditate.

Shiyan did not get on the tree, and sat down under the tree.

With the joy of Diyalan, the negative emotions that overflowed from the acupuncture points were vented, and the strange powers overflowed from the acupoints. Most of them poured into his body, all nourishing the soul of his body. .

Only a small part, with his essence injected into the body of Diyalan, made Diyalan with him.

Closed eyes, Shiyan feels the strange power of the body's flesh and blood changes, slowly running the fine elements, and the cycle of the big week.

An hour later, Shi Yan noticed that the strange powers had completely spilled into the flesh and blood of the body, and they could not help but secretly promote the "Petrified Wuhun."

The mind was moving, his bare arm, slowly petrified, turned into a dark brown.

Dark brown?

Shiyan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes bright as stars, his face was unbelievable, and he stared carefully at his arm.

Dark brown! It turned out to be dark brown!

Shi Yan was excited and almost wanted to laugh at the sky. At this moment, he finally realized the strange power and the magical help for his body's martial arts.