Ma Bond was in a state of confusion until he left the White Cemetery.

Originally, he thought it was a difficult task.

In the end, it went so smoothly that he was a little overwhelmed.

"This old guy, is there any fatal handle that Mr. Lin has held."

Ma Bond said to himself.

All this is coming too far.

The White Cemetery has been developed by the old man for twenty years.

It's not easy to have such a scale.

He even said to let go.

Although not to give way.

But when this White Tomb Order was given, it was no different from abdicated.

And how does Ma Bond know that the old man is also suffering at this moment.

As a master of the master, he even looked down on the white cemetery.

But it is also his eyes to gather intelligence.

Right now, it's just sent out for nothing, and it is naturally false to say that it is willing.

All of these are but desperate choices.

Since the old man exposed his existence before.

Around him, more or less hidden eyes stared at him.

Once you leave, you will definitely be intercepted.

And he is also clear about his own strength, and he is not false in one-on-one.

Once the interceptor exceeds two people, he believes that he cannot be an opponent.

Compared to this, he can only stay on the front line obediently.

At the very least, Lin Mo had never killed him before, which meant that he was in the third district, and there was no threat to his life for the time being.

It's nothing more than being exploited by Lin Mo!

Who let himself be fascinated by a ghost before, he even thought of going to capture Lin Mo in advance.

Now that it's good, it's impossible to steal chickens, and all the rice is lost.

I have to worry all day long...

...

the other side.

Lin Mo accompanied him for a while.

Without hatred, he faintly woke up.

After all, exhaustion led to a big coma, and there was not much time delay.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she said mischievously.

"Master, does Wuhen's current strength scare you?"

Saying that, she stared expectantly, waiting for an answer.

Lin Mo smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Yes yes yes! Wuhen is really amazing!"

"I believe it won't be long before you can protect the master!"

Hearing such an answer, Wuhen narrowed his eyes and giggled.

Although she has excellent talent and understanding, she is still a child after all.

Naturally looking forward to affirmation, especially Lin Mo, who is closest to her.

"Master, let me tell you!"

Wuhen raised his chin arrogantly.

"Actually, I still have a lot of moves that I haven't used yet!"

"It's just that I have too little spiritual energy to release it!"

"Otherwise, it's guaranteed to open your eyes!"

As he spoke, he chirped and introduced.

Hear this.

Lin Mo was not so happy, instead he frowned.

You must know that there is only one good luck formula and a free and easy way of mind that I have passed on to Wuhen.

In terms of martial arts, there is only the inferior "Nether Ghost Claw Art".

And this is the inferior martial arts collected from the Goshawk Gang.

As for the movement method, it is Director Qiu's ghost step.

Look at the current Lin Wuhen again.

The Ghost Claw Technique has been completely transformed into an unknown horror martial art by her.

The existence of the black fog, Lin Modu has not researched any results.

However, this thing is terrifyingly strong!

Just using the martial arts level and unable to locate the black fog.

can be expected.

Once Wuhen breaks through to the Grandmaster!

That black fog will probably become the nightmare of countless masters.

Now Lin Mo heard it again, Wuhen actually said that Black Mist still had many moves that were not used.

He couldn't help but doubt in his heart.

"Wuhen, have you practiced any other martial arts?"

Seeing Wuhen shaking his head, Lin Moyou carefully checked it for her.

After confirming again and again, there is nothing abnormal in the disciple's body.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief... JrNovels.com