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Xiao Yuhan let out a low snort from his mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he didn't look back at Fang Xiaowu's situation, he could feel that Fang Xiaowu was not dead.

Could it be that Fang Xiaowu's body belongs to the golden body?

Otherwise, Fang Xiaowu's cultivation was only the pinnacle of the Heavenly and Human Realm, how could he survive?

Those who can survive the situation just now need to be at least the peak intermediate level of the Unity Realm.

"Xiao Yuhan, Xiao Yuhan, you are a peerless genius, I thought that no matter how you shot, you would not sneak attack, but I didn't expect you to really sneak attack me, fortunately, Lao Tzu had a big life and did not die on the eighth floor, otherwise, Lao Tzu would really become a ghost who died unjustly. ”

Fang Xiaowu thought secretly, and reluctantly opened his eyes to take a look.

At this glance, he realized that the situation on the eighth floor was not at all what he thought before he came up.

There wasn't even a table on the eighth floor, only sixteen chairs made of white jade, each worth at least a million.

There is not just one, but six.

The first person Fang Xiaowu saw was none other than Master Tongtian.

Master Tongtian sat on a chair with a serene expression, as if he had already put life and death out of the way.

Strangely, Fang Xiaowu found that this old monk actually had no cultivation, and he was not wearing a monk's robe, but a Taoist robe.

Could it be that Master Tongtian is no longer a monk of Tongtian, but a Taoist of Tongtian?

Fang Xiaowu couldn't figure it out, and faintly felt that Tongtian had changed, and it had become like a heavenly machine, so unfathomable.

The second person Fang Xiaowu saw shocked him.

He hadn't thought he'd meet her here.

And she is Xiao Mingyue.

Xiao Mingyue was also sitting on a chair, and her body was clearly under some kind of prohibition, except that her eyes were open, she didn't seem to be able to speak.

When she saw Fang Xiaowu, a reassuring light flashed in her eyes in an instant.

And when she saw the white-faced scholar, there was a kind of warmth in her eyes, as if as long as the white-faced scholar appeared, even if the sky fell, the white-faced scholar would stand up for her.

The third person was also a person who surprised Fang Xiaowu very much.

This person is actually a long-robed guest, that is, the fifth monk on the black and white list.

How did Seng Fei Dao appear here?

Seeing that his face was painful, his brows were knotted, and he thought that he was forbidden to be forbidden by some kind of terrifying prohibition.

Otherwise, with his incomparably strong strength, why would he be trapped on a chair on the eighth floor and couldn't even stand up.

The fourth person, Fang Xiaowu, didn't know him.

It was a middle-aged monk of about forty, dressed in a blue robe, and looking rather dashing.

This person had a smile on his face, and the smile was filled with three points of excitement, three points of amazement, three points of helplessness, and one point of thought.

He was not as serene as Tongtian, but his expression was more relaxed than that of the monk, and if it weren't for that thought, he might have been able to get up from his chair.

The fifth person, Fang Xiaowu, not only knows, but is also very familiar with it, it is the "Broken Sword Martial Saint" Xia Wu.

Xia Wu was also sitting on a chair, one of his hands on his waist, as if he was about to pull out the knife and unsheath it, but his broken ancient knife did not appear on his waist.

However, Fang Xiaowu believed that once Xia Wu raised his hand, the Broken Pattern Ancient Knife would inevitably appear in his hand like lightning, and slash at the sixth person.

The sixth man!

That's the real protagonist on the eighth floor.

His figure is not tall, his momentum is not strong, and even the clothes he wears look a little tattered, like a flower child.

Strangely, he was wearing a pair of embroidered shoes underneath his feet.

What's even more bizarre is that the embroidered shoes are just the right size for his feet, and they are not too big or small to wear on his feet.

Men also have embroidered shoes?

It's unheard of, unseen.

But none of these are the weirdest.

The most bizarre thing is that this person's white hair covers his face, and he can't see his appearance at all, and even his eyes can't be projected from the white hair.

In other words, he can't see the outside himself, let alone others who want to see what he looks like.

When Fang Xiaowu first saw this strange person, he felt that this person was a bit like a character in a ghost movie, and when his eyes paused for a moment on this strange person's body, he immediately felt that there was a special evil aura in this strange person.

Who is he?

Why is it here?

Could he be the murderer?

At this time, Xiao Yuhan had already seen the situation on the eighth floor clearly, and opened his mouth to ask, "Sister, are you okay?"

Xiao Mingyue blinked slightly, meaning that she was fine.

Xiao Yuhan nodded.

He could see that Xiao Mingyue was not injured, but was banned.

"Since I understand my Xiao family's "Breaking Yuan Gong", it must have something to do with my Xiao family, I don't know where my sister offended Zunjia, and I want to kidnap my sister to Baiyulou, as long as I say a word, I, Xiao Yuhan, will become your hostage at any time. ”

Xiao Yuhan said this, of course, to rescue his sister.

You must know that even though Xiao Yuhan is a peerless genius and is born with an immortal body, in such a situation, he does not dare to joke with his sister's life.

The white-haired masked man didn't make a sound, not even moving.

He was holding a painting in his hand, in which there was a beautiful woman with a red beauty mole between her eyebrows, which was beautiful and lovely.

Who is the beauty in the painting?

Could it be his wife?

Xiao Yuhan waited quietly for a while, and when he saw that the white-haired masked man remained motionless and silent, he raised his voice and said, "Isn't the master dumb?"

The white-haired masked man still didn't move.

"Since I can't speak, I have no choice but to offend. ”

After that, Xiao Yuhan walked over step by step.

The strange thing is that instead of going over to save Xiao Mingyue, he walked to a chair and sat down slowly.

And as soon as he sat down, like everyone else, he didn't move, and couldn't even speak.

After about half an hour, I heard a "hiss" sound, and a figure swept up to the eighth floor.

Although this person was not attacked by the white-haired masked person, every inch of space on the eighth floor was filled with a strange aura, unless it was a person who was in it, otherwise, if he wanted to fly up, his cultivation would be high, and his strength would not be lower than that of the late stage of the Unity Realm.

"Huh!"

As soon as the man came up, he let out an exclamation of surprise, and his complexion changed greatly.

Immediately, the man froze down, with a sneer on his face, and without saying much, he walked over directly, intending to find a seat to sit down.

Suddenly hearing the sound of "Peng", as soon as this person's buttocks fell on the chair, the whole person bounced up and hit the roof of the building, and the force was so strong, not to mention that it had a force of 900 billion yuan.

But the terrifying thing is that Bai Yulou only trembled slightly, and there was not even a trace on the floor.

It can be seen that in addition to all kinds of furnishings in the white jade building, every part of the structure of the white jade building is integrated with the entire white jade building, and once any part of the building is destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying the white jade building.

On the other hand, if you want to destroy every penny of the White Jade Tower, you need to have the strength to destroy the entire White Jade Tower!