"Don’t go!"

Sue ink will persuade this person when frowning slightly.
"What’s wrong with Brother Su?"
Xie Qingcheng’s heart was fiercely asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
I don’t know.
Su Mo shook his head.
He can’t see what the green stone is, but he can feel a little danger!
When they heard Su Mo’s warning, they didn’t dare to be careless. They hurriedly scattered their gods and probed over there several times, but found nothing unusual.
"Let’s go," said Xie Qingcheng.
Although he didn’t find any problems, he was still willing to believe that Su Mo and others were hesitant.
After all, the treasure is close at hand, and no one wants to miss it. What if it is a big chance that can change the fate and soar?
The moon shadow also tickled a little, but he didn’t dare to make a move. He turned his eyes and asked tentatively, "Is Su Daoyou a little too cautious?"
When I first discovered this treasure, the skinny friar couldn’t bear it. When I heard this, he quickly said, "That is, don’t move here. I’ll go and have a look."
Su Mo, these people meet by chance, and there is no friendship. Waking up once is considered as righteousness.
If he insists on blocking it, it may cause resentment.
Su Mo no longer counseled lightly, saying, "I can assure you that I can’t save you when you go out."
The position of that green stone is beyond ten feet!
Su Mo’s words are actually warning each other.
But the thin monk didn’t appreciate it and muttered, "Didn’t you see anything wrong? Besides, if I have a Fuofuda in my hand, even if it is out of danger, I will run away. "
As he spoke, the thin friar took out the sending ofuda and held it in his hand, ready to tear it up at any time
In fact, none of these monks who followed Xie Qingcheng into the shura battlefield really wanted to help Xie Qingcheng win the printing except Su Mo.
Because in the eyes of everyone, this is an impossible thing!
Everyone followed into the shura battlefield, which is the treasure opportunity here!
Now the treasure of chance is just around the corner. If you can get it, even if you encounter danger, tear it up and send ofuda away from here.
In the matter of seizing the printing, people are not very happy.
"Be careful"
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The thin friar nodded and walked slowly toward the other side with his left hand in his hand.
Although he warned Su Mo, he still didn’t dare to be careless. His spirit was tense all the way, and he was all ears and ears. He was ready to crush his hands and send a symbol at the first sign of trouble!
In a blink of an eye, the thin monk has stepped out of the range of ten feet and is not in danger.
After a while, he finally reached the stone with green light.
It’s still quiet around, nothing unusual.
The thin monk stared at the stone in front of him with a sigh of relief and frowned slightly.
This stone head is hump-shaped, with some sparse green hairs growing on it, not green light.
The skinny friar had never seen anything like this before, so he crouched down to have a closer look.
At this time, the change suddenly arose!
A rusty fork broke through the ground and instantly pierced the thin monk’s chest!
Then the hump-shaped stone rushed out, revealing an ugly and frightening face, and suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed the little monk’s head.
Things have changed too quickly and suddenly here!
Poof!
The thin monk was bitten off his neck with a blank face, and blood gushed out!
He was swallowed by this ugly monster before Yuan Shen had a chance to escape.
If it’s three or two, this monster will crush the thin monk’s head
This man, Yuan Shen, died and died!
The head and corpse knelt in the same place, and the thin friar’s palm slowly loosened to death, but he couldn’t crush the sending ofuda for a moment.
Psst!
Look at this scene, thank the whole people look horror!
They have never seen such an ugly creature covered in blue and black skin, holding an iron fork and humping its head with sparse green hair. It looks ferocious and scary like a spectre!
The monster stared at the whole city and others with red eyes.
Crunch!
The monster’s mouth is still chewing the thin monk’s head and teeth biting off the skull. It sounds extremely penetrating, with sharp fangs and scarlet blood flowing through his teeth!
Chapter two thousand four hundred and ninety-seven Hag clan