The blind madman clapped his hands and stretched himself comfortably.
"Well, I'm full of food and drink, and have a comfortable hot bath. It's time to leave!"
He leisurely toward the direction of the temple door, did not look at the ink Xuan dust again.
Behind him, the black Xuan dust sinks and stands, the lip corner edge cuts out a lie thin to kill.
"Master, things have come to this stage, you What's the point? "
“……”
The blind madman stopped suddenly, but he did not turn around or speak.
Mo xuanchen still stood on his back: "or do you want to force me to do it and force us to tear our face?"
"What else do you want?" The blind madman gnawed his teeth and muttered, "I have already said that I don't know anything about what you want to ask What I know, you refuse my help again... "
"Your help?"
Mo Xuan dust sneers at the side of his head, and the rest of the light from the corner of his eyes locks the blind madman.
"Master, your help is just what I know. Tell me again, right?"
“…… But I know the fate of the two of you. I don't know anything about the rest of the sleeping room... "
"Do you really don't know, or don't want to say it?"
"I'm real..."
The words of the blind madman have not finished, the figure of Mo xuanchen flashed in front of him, and the invisible pressure instantly pressed all the words behind him back.
"Master, I can wake you up from the sub body, and then I can turn you into a sub body again..."
"You Cough... "
The throat of the blind madman seemed to be torn by his hands. The tearing pain made him swallow the words behind him.
"I know that people like you have a talent for insight into the nature, but not for cultivation. Therefore, you are doomed to have no ability to protect yourself!"
Mo Xuan dust walked behind the blind madman, carrying his hands behind him, changing his angle gracefully.
With the change of his fingers, the expression of the blind madman increases the degree of pain.