"I'm not dazzled, right?! This is not reasonable at all! Ouyang, Ouyang, look at it!" Xiao Zhenguo stared at the incredible things in front of him for a moment, and did not forget to greet Uncle Ouyang.

"I'm watching!" Uncle Ouyang's face was full of dark lines. Has this guy forgotten? He reminded this guy to see.

It turned out that in the middle of the extremely sensual cyclone, thin filaments of black and unknown what it was, emerged from it. The thin filaments were like dragons, drilling in and out of the cyclone like life, and growing the qi ball into one velvet to save the child.

Soon, the thin filaments seemed to have cleared the way, and slowly the scattered thin filaments began to gather, and then they whirled, like a knife cutting the cyclone in half.

If, according to normal circumstances, such as this kind of cutting, the cyclone should be directly disintegrated and no longer exist. But this cyclone is not! It really does not disappoint its title of "the most sensual" cyclone, and it acts so willful. It is like two overlapping meanings. You cut yours, right? Let's turn ours, and it still turns so happy. What can you do to us?

Therefore, the following scene made people feel very strange, because wherever the black silk passed, the cyclone was clearly cut off, and the dark broken hole exposed was heartbreaking. However, strangely, at the other end of the mouth, the rotating cyclone seemed to be completely unaffected, especially turning there normally.

"Ou, Ouyang..." Xiao Zhenguo swallowed with some difficulty, "You said, what's going on?"

"You ask me, who will I ask!" Uncle Ouyang, who also felt the coldness of his feet, retorted back, "There are not many of those guys who are normal people at all. No matter how weird this is, it has nothing to do with us..."

"What does it mean? My people are still standing below!" Xiao Zhenguo couldn't help but look up and shouted, saying that he was not his surname Ouyang. I don't know if this old guy feels sorry, right?

"Your people are still guarding the bottom, and my niece is also below?! And your people are still guarding the periphery. My niece is just a few steps away from the cyclone!" Uncle Ouyang didn't dare to say that if Jian'er had a chance, how could he explain to his younger brother! The more he thought about it, the more he became more worried, Uncle Ouyang couldn't help but jump up, "No, I have to go down!"

"Ouyang, are you crazy?!" Xiao Zhenguo couldn't help but scream. This guy didn't see something strange. As long as he wasn't crazy, he shouldn't be able to hide when he saw this situation. Why did this Ouyang turn around and keep trying to move forward, and don't look at him. He doesn't want to die, right?! If the situation is wrong, he can't run away!

"I'm not crazy! The situation below is wrong. Anyway, you can operate the outer formation. I'll protect Jian'er's girl Ichigo." After saying that, Uncle Ouyang left the gun on his waist and was about to walk out.

"Ouyang, please wait for me!" Xiao Zhenguo stretched out his hand and stopped Uncle Ouyang.

"What are you doing?!" Uncle Ouyang glared at him and waited for a flash.

"I don't agree with you to go down!" After seeing Uncle Ouyang's black face for a lot, Xiao Zhenguo was not afraid of Uncle Ouyang's black face that scared the newly enlisted soldier.

"Does my surname Ouyang still need your surname Xiao's approval to do things?!" Uncle Ouyang struggled hard and broke free from Xiao Zhenguo's hands.

"If you want to cause trouble, go!" Xiao Zhenguo did not stop him anymore, and with such a faint sentence, he directly tripped Uncle Ouyang's footsteps.

"What do you mean?" Uncle Ouyang turned around and asked in a cold voice. Uncle Ouyang knew very well that Xiao Zhenguo had always been meticulous and thought about problems comprehensively. As long as he said it, he would definitely not be aimless. So he wanted to hear Xiao Zhenguo's reason. After all, the reason why he wanted to continue was to help, not to run down to drag people down and cause trouble.

"Are you a cultivator? Do you know how to deal with ghosts, or even a ghost king? If you fight, don't say anything else, are you sure you can escape the attack of a ghost king? Don't tell me what Mr. Zeng said before that the ghost king is picking down from the strongest ones. That's the thing before, how can you guarantee that he won't choose to pick soft persimmons first to eat?" Xiao Zhenguo said as he raised his foot and walked to Uncle Ouyang, stretched out his hand and took out the pistol that Uncle Ouyang was blocking his waist, opened the safety bolt, and loaded the bullet...

"The gun is easy to use. But it is useful for people, for those who have no body and can come and go without a trace?" He gently put the pistol with a safety bolt back into Uncle Ouyang's palm, and then he did not forget to close his fingers considerately and retreated aside.

This is already so clear. If Uncle Ouyang can't turn around, he can't blame him anymore. After all, he has done everything he should say and does. If Ouyang insists on rushing down, he doesn't want to care. After all, the other party is also an adult, so he should know what to do and how to choose him, and there is no need to point fingers on himself.

"Old Xiao, thank you just now!" Uncle Ouyang said. At the same time, he took off his complete bolt as Xiao Zhenguo wished, and temporarily put away the gun. Then he walked to the window again, set up the telescope, held his breath and continued to look down. He thought clearly that it would be fine if Jian'er was fine below, but if something happened, Uncle Ouyang would definitely be willing to be safe.

"Please note everyone, please pay attention everyone! The Ghost King is about to be born, everyone is ready for the final preparations. Everyone is ready for the final preparations!" At this moment, the walkie-talkie placed on the table by the two people suddenly rang, repeating continuously like urging them.

"Old Xiao!" Uncle Ouyang shouted hurriedly.

"Don't worry, our people have already been in place! By the way, this is for you..." Xiao Zhenguo suddenly threw a set of headsets at Uncle Ouyang, and then signaled him to put them on.

"What are you doing for me?" Uncle Ouyang frowned slightly. This wheat was used to contact the people below and to direct them to set up their formations and run positions. As the saying goes, there are no days, and of course a team cannot have two leaders. Xiao Zhenguo is crazy, give this to himself!

"I'm not dazzled, right?! This is not reasonable at all! Ouyang, Ouyang, look at it!" Xiao Zhenguo stared at the incredible things in front of him for a moment, and did not forget to greet Uncle Ouyang.

"I'm watching!" Uncle Ouyang's face was full of dark lines. Has this guy forgotten? He reminded this guy to see.

It turned out that in the middle of the extremely sensual cyclone, thin filaments of black and unknown what it was, emerged from it. The thin filaments were like dragons, drilling in and out of the cyclone like life, and growing the qi ball into one velvet to save the child.

Soon, the thin filaments seemed to have cleared the way, and slowly the scattered thin filaments began to gather, and then they whirled, like a knife cutting the cyclone in half.

If, according to normal circumstances, such as this kind of cutting, the cyclone should be directly disintegrated and no longer exist. But this cyclone is not! It really does not disappoint its title of "the most sensual" cyclone, and it acts so willful. It is like two overlapping meanings. You cut yours, right? Let's turn ours, and it still turns so happy. What can you do to us?

Therefore, the following scene made people feel very strange, because wherever the black silk passed, the cyclone was clearly cut off, and the dark broken hole exposed was heartbreaking. However, strangely, at the other end of the mouth, the rotating cyclone seemed to be completely unaffected, especially turning there normally.

"Ou, Ouyang..." Xiao Zhenguo swallowed with some difficulty, "You said, what's going on?"

"You ask me, who will I ask!" Uncle Ouyang, who also felt the coldness of his feet, retorted back, "There are not many of those guys who are normal people at all. No matter how weird this is, it has nothing to do with us..."

"What does it mean? My people are still standing below!" Xiao Zhenguo couldn't help but look up and shouted, saying that he was not his surname Ouyang. I don't know if this old guy feels sorry, right?

"Your people are still guarding the bottom, and my niece is also below?! And your people are still guarding the periphery. My niece is just a few steps away from the cyclone!" Uncle Ouyang didn't dare to say that if Jian'er had a chance, how could he explain to his younger brother! The more he thought about it, the more he became more worried, Uncle Ouyang couldn't help but jump up, "No, I have to go down!"

"Ouyang, are you crazy?!" Xiao Zhenguo couldn't help but scream. This guy didn't see something strange. As long as he wasn't crazy, he shouldn't be able to hide when he saw this situation. Why did this Ouyang turn around and keep trying to move forward, and don't look at him. He doesn't want to die, right?! If the situation is wrong, he can't run away!

"I'm not crazy! The situation below is wrong. Anyway, you can operate the outer formation. I'll protect Jian'er's girl Ichigo." After saying that, Uncle Ouyang left the gun on his waist and was about to walk out.

"Ouyang, please wait for me!" Xiao Zhenguo stretched out his hand and stopped Uncle Ouyang.

"What are you doing?!" Uncle Ouyang glared at him and waited for a flash.

"I don't agree with you to go down!" After seeing Uncle Ouyang's black face for a lot, Xiao Zhenguo was not afraid of Uncle Ouyang's black face that scared the newly enlisted soldier.

"Does my surname Ouyang still need your surname Xiao's approval to do things?!" Uncle Ouyang struggled hard and broke free from Xiao Zhenguo's hands.

"If you want to cause trouble, go!" Xiao Zhenguo did not stop him anymore, and with such a faint sentence, he directly tripped Uncle Ouyang's footsteps.

"What do you mean?" Uncle Ouyang turned around and asked in a cold voice. Uncle Ouyang knew very well that Xiao Zhenguo had always been meticulous and thought about problems comprehensively. As long as he said it, he would definitely not be aimless. So he wanted to hear Xiao Zhenguo's reason. After all, the reason why he wanted to continue was to help, not to run down to drag people down and cause trouble.

"Are you a cultivator? Do you know how to deal with ghosts, or even a ghost king? If you fight, don't say anything else, are you sure you can escape the attack of a ghost king? Don't tell me what Mr. Zeng said before that the ghost king is picking down from the strongest ones. That's the thing before, how can you guarantee that he won't choose to pick soft persimmons first to eat?" Xiao Zhenguo said as he raised his foot and walked to Uncle Ouyang, stretched out his hand and took out the pistol that Uncle Ouyang was blocking his waist, opened the safety bolt, and loaded the bullet...

"The gun is easy to use. But it is useful for people, for those who have no body and can come and go without a trace?" He gently put the pistol with a safety bolt back into Uncle Ouyang's palm, and then he did not forget to close his fingers considerately and retreated aside.

This is already so clear. If Uncle Ouyang can't turn around, he can't blame him anymore. After all, he has done everything he should say and does. If Ouyang insists on rushing down, he doesn't want to care. After all, the other party is also an adult, so he should know what to do and how to choose him, and there is no need to point fingers on himself.

"Old Xiao, thank you just now!" Uncle Ouyang said. At the same time, he took off his complete bolt as Xiao Zhenguo wished, and temporarily put away the gun. Then he walked to the window again, set up the telescope, held his breath and continued to look down. He thought clearly that it would be fine if Jian'er was fine below, but if something happened, Uncle Ouyang would definitely be willing to be safe.

"Please note everyone, please pay attention everyone! The Ghost King is about to be born, everyone is ready for the final preparations. Everyone is ready for the final preparations!" At this moment, the walkie-talkie placed on the table by the two people suddenly rang, repeating continuously like urging them.

"Old Xiao!" Uncle Ouyang shouted hurriedly.

"Don't worry, our people have already been in place! By the way, this is for you..." Xiao Zhenguo suddenly threw a set of headsets at Uncle Ouyang, and then signaled him to put them on.
Chapter completed!