Obviously, Qin Mu, who is very busy, has long forgotten that there is such a person.

The white-clothed man's face stiffened, and he sneered: "We have seen it, in Ning Gangsheng's villa." ”

The confident face of the man in white flashed with holy light, especially when he was illuminated by the sun, it was even more radiant, this feeling was like the circle of light behind the Buddha's head, so that the monk was quite puzzled, and did not understand how this thing was formed.

But Qin Mu's sluggishness disappointed him after all, I saw Qin Mu frowning and thinking for a long time, in Ning Gangsheng's villa, there were many people he had seen, and he couldn't tell who this was in front of him for a while, so he nodded his head indiscriminately, and a professional smile appeared on his face: "Ahhh......h It's you...... Long time no see, how's it going? ”

Yu Xiu and the monk were dumbfounded, does this Nima want to get by?

The man in white's face darkened, coughed without a trace, and turned his head: "Then for my sake, it's okay to let him go?" ”

"Nope." Qin Mu said with a smile.

"It's really ......" The man in white put down his hood, raised his sunny face, and said very entangled and helpless: "Originally, I didn't plan to make a move." ”

His hand suddenly pointed at Qin Mu's eyebrows, but the seemingly weak and weak action made Qin Mu's face change, only to see the fingertips like a substantial white light flickering, Qin Mu was embarrassed sideways, looking like he almost fell to the ground, fortunately, the monk and Yu Xiu adjusted their positions, neither of them stood behind Qin Mu, I saw that the white light suddenly shone, and a light with a force greater than a thousand jun shot out rapidly in the place where Qin Mu was standing, if Qin Mu hadn't dodged in time, I am afraid that the next second would have pierced Qin Mu's chest.

The monk's face changed, and the King Kong Demon Circle appeared on his body, instantly turning into an old turtle that couldn't be beaten, and without saying a word, he pounced towards the white-clothed young man, and the two fists in his hands were as big as vinegar jars, and he was about to pounce on the white-clothed young man.

I saw that the young man's index finger moved slightly, like a substantial light like two flexible water snakes, entangled the monk's feet, and before the monk pounced on others, he fell directly to the ground, even if his straight arms were outstretched, they couldn't reach the other party's toes.

Yu Xiu subconsciously touched the gun, groped for a while before realizing that he was no longer a policeman, the gun had already been delivered, his face was depressed, he looked around, and found a thumb-thick bamboo to pinch in his hand as a weapon.

However, in the eyes of these psychic fighting scenes, it seems extraordinary...... Immature.

The golden light shone brightly, rippling from the center where Qin Mu was to the periphery for a moment, like a ripple, but all the people who were contaminated quickly retreated, except for those who couldn't move, and the presence was also exempted from this difficulty, and Lisuo didn't know what it was at all, and he was directly hit.

That's right, it was Qin Mu's sonic boom, which once again swept the audience with no distinction between enemy and enemy.

The monk lay on the ground, only to feel that both ears were roaring, like beating the tide on the shore, he couldn't hear anything clearly, and immediately became angry: "Your uncle, you come here a few times, Lao Tzu's ears are going to be gone!" ”

The young man in white plugged his ears at the last moment.

When the tidal sonic boom spread out in all directions, he lowered his hands from his ears: "It's ugly. ”

Qin Mu's face turned red, and he opened his mouth to sing the witch song, and as soon as he lowered his head, the monk's complaining little eyes directly forced Qin Mu's witch song back, "Brother, please stop singing, how can you do this friend and foe?" ”

Qin Mu thought about it, and it was true, but the situation at this time was ...... Qin Mu opened his mouth and said a meandering tone, like a spring rain that moisturizes things, I don't know when there was a golden raindrop in the air, there was a golden raindrop like a substance, which fell little by little, and when it fell to the ground, it was like a real raindrop falling on the surface of the water, waving a burst of beautiful ripples, and the air suddenly became viscous.

The monk lay on the ground, revealing a puzzled expression, because he didn't hear any sound in his ears, maybe it made Qin Mu's throat roar, and shook his head vigorously, only to see Qin Mu's mouth open and close, it was obviously like chanting witch songs, but except for seeing the golden raindrops that suddenly appeared in the air, there seemed to be no difference.

"What the hell is this?" The monk could hear his own voice.

I saw that the man in white took a step back, wanting to withdraw from the range of golden raindrops, but no matter where he retreated, the raindrops always followed him, and in the dripping of golden raindrops, the whole air became very suffocated, with a viscous feeling.

As if every movement was difficult, the man in white was very confused and raised his hand here, and the white light on the fingertips of his fingers was very difficult to emerge from his fingertips, like a sprout that had been pressed by a stone for several years, and in the cracks of the stones, it was difficult to stretch out his little head. And at this time, the energy consumed is also several times that of normal days, just letting the white light emerge from the fingertips, it has already made the man in white use up all the energy.

His face changed slightly, and finally, as if he realized something, he directly reached out and grabbed the black shadow in the small thunder array.

The thunder array will attack everything that enters him indiscriminately, unless the core of it is destroyed in advance, and this young man's white jade-like arm is like real jade, and he directly grabbed the black shadow out of the thunder array without being harmed, and was not affected by the thunder and lightning in the slightest.

The thunderbolts, which were said to have tons of damage, did not leave a single white mark on his arm.

Qin Mu's face was a little ugly, he sped up the speed of chanting, and saw that when the golden raindrops landed on the ground, they were no longer beautiful ripples, but directly bloomed golden lotus flowers, which gradually disappeared after they were fully bloomed, and then another lotus flower slowly bloomed, and so on, it seemed that there was still Sanskrit music singing in the dark, and there was an indescribable smell in the air.

The monk seemed to have an understanding on his face, his hands were on the ground, ready to sit up, it was not a problem to always lie on his stomach like this, but soon he couldn't laugh, because he sadly found that Qin Mu's golden raindrops seemed to have an effect on him as well.

The face of the monk at this time was like a deep resentful woman, and he felt extremely cold at a glance, and the old shaman and Lisuo were far away, and they did not affect it, as for Yu Xiu, needless to say, even the sonic boom was nothing to worry about him.

"This golden raindrop is a step-by-step lotus-imprisonment, right?" The fingers of the young man in white pointed at Qin Mu's eyebrows, his weak movements were still so weak, Qin Mu smiled and looked at the faint white light on the tips of his fingers, the white light could not expand again, he could only shrink at that point, and he could no longer move forward.