The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and Whitewater still hasn’t found anything. He grabs Ba, "You underestimate the hero of heaven!" Whitewater doesn’t want to try to see if his golden bell can stop it and then it may attack-just think about these strange things and you will know that you are up to no good. Whitewater drinks his palm lightly and lifts it at will. With the emergence of a tornado, it will directly bang and lift the ceiling.

But for a moment, the ceiling seemed to go back in time and return to the white water. This time, a big hole was drilled in the roof from the outside, but it was restored again. "Oh, ho! Has become abnormal? "Whitewater also felt a bit tricky, so he took the initiative to attack the high-heeled shoes in front of him, and Whitewater’s shape drove the wind to catch it.
As he estimated, this claw was caught neatly-the shoe side may be a white wave on the trunk part, and the claw with the strength of Nandou White Tiger Boxing didn’t touch anything behind it, and the footsteps behind it became urgent and fast, and the white wave body passed through the high-heeled shoes, which was equivalent to high heels. Similarly, there were two winds behind him, and the white wave felt the impact on the waist part.
However, as soon as the bronze bell was lit up, it was directly broken into two big holes, white waves, and the flesh of these two places was concave and then rebounded directly. But even so, these two places left blue-purple claws and white waves, and luck would melt into the body. "If it weren’t for my golden bell, I would have been able to protect my internal organs, even this one would be to wear lungs and cut out kidneys."
However, there is also an advantage, that is, the sharp burning in the eyes of this silk long glove is called "the pure yang anti-seismic force of the golden bell cover!" Is there a moment to fight back? "Whitewater said." What kind of ghost is this? Fortunately, the old innate master can’t directly penetrate the body and replace it with any one. Even someone has become a corpse. "
Now that I know what it is after eating a trick, Whitewater is also half-hearted. As soon as he roared, he immediately became an armored white tiger phantom and put it in his bag. Later, this white tiger was also erected by people, and Whitewater’s hands turned into white tigers’ hands, sweeping back, forth, left and right, stabbing a lot of air blades and disorderly cloaks, and generally cutting out "Eat me first!"
Chapter two hundred and twenty-two Weird
This chaotic cloak-like wind blade cuts white waves in all directions with the pure yang force belonging to the golden bell jar. It is also a new development direction-that is, uniting the pure yang force of the golden bell jar into the power of the Southern Fighting White Tiger Boxing. The white tiger can’t take the cold road or take the middle road. This time, the pure yang road will be decided.
There was a scream from the void, and some of the wind blades disappeared. It should be accompanied by pure yang strength. The wind blades hit the target, but the white waves were also attacked. At one time, the golden bell jar on his body emerged directly and was broken by scratching, while the white waves’ clothes quickly appeared rotten crevasses, and the skin crackled with one blue fist print, palm print and paw print.
These attacks can really easily break through the strong gas of the golden bell protector. "Although the strong gas weakens the damage, it is really not much! According to this momentum, the basic gas is just a layer of paper! " Thought of here, Whitewater won’t take away the skill of the golden bell jar-what’s worse than defending the golden bell jar is anti-shock. This anti-shock force has not been weakened at all. Although those weird things can be defended by the golden bell jar, they can’t resist the anti-shock of the golden bell jar.
For a while, Whitewater was in balance with that kind of weirdness-now it’s weird to besiege him. If it’s shoes or footprints, I’m afraid there are already more than a dozen of these weird things. These weird things can be "superimposed" and there will be so many traces of Whitewater’s attack. "It’s much easier to know what can restrain you!" Whitewater said, and then pushed the wind circle out of his body with a light gold color.
Suddenly expanding the wind circle, this time, the attacker showed his body shape. Although you can’t see his face, facial features and clothes, you can know that this is a twisted monster just by looking at the outline. "It’s already like this, and even wearing shoes …" Whitewater’s attention is really strange that he should turn to this aspect. "Speaking of which, where have I seen the shoe demon? It seems that I like to glue. "
Since it was revealed by the wind circle, even if the wind circle swept his head and then invisible white waves again, he already knew it, so he could entertain foolish ideas. "I remember that the eclipse of Blackpool’s shoes was full of hot pot and alloy steel chrysanthemums …" This guy secretly laughed at the thought of this black segment, and his heart was more relaxed and martial arts tricks became more comfortable.
Whitewater fist has pure yang force, but if you want to hit these weird things, you should also seize the right time-they can hit them at the moment when they attack Whitewater, but they can hit them at the moment when they are wrong. That’s why Whitewater can push the wind circle to make these monsters manifest in a very short time, so Whitewater can maintain the pure yang force wind circle, which is also to give them more damage at the moment when these monsters attack.
It is natural that the innate master level of Whitewater can be caught in every counterattack, which can almost be achieved. However, these monsters are surprisingly tough, and even if they are shaken back, countered, and subjected to a little collateral damage by the wind circle, they can still rush to attack Whitewater with a hundred times of spirit. "And the number seems to be increasing?" Whitewater feels as if he can’t go on like this-the key is that it has nothing to do with his martial arts growth.
If these monsters can’t be killed in this way, the white waves will run away. "I’ll deal with you later!" " Whitewater force moves the wind ring to the body. Once the pure yang force is collected, the whole humanized drill bit is directly pulled up and smashed the roof. After flying out, Whitewater finds himself still on the second floor. Those monsters still attack him. "This thing is in trouble."
I can’t run away. This is a problem. Whitewater spits out a long breath. "It’s better to explode in one breath while there is still strength. Let’s see if there is no good place to drag it." Do you regret it? Without white waves, you won’t regret it
This guy’s arms rolled up when the rotary force broke out, and the frenzied storm tore the whole second floor wall and roof to pieces with a pure Yang storm. It was restored for a moment and then shattered again … Whitewater left the enemy alone, and he chose a direction to dance wildly-dancing wildly with a strong whirlwind wind blade "Forbidden! Thousand styles! The Southern Fighting White Tiger Boxing has a righteous meaning … Day! I forgot later! "
Not only did I forget, but I made a mistake before and after the trick.
However, the power is not weak at all, not only not weak, but also stronger than the first time. The white tiger roared and rushed forward into the tiger’s teeth. Tiger Claw kept biting and slapping, and finally ended up with intense light bombardment-the whole house exploded directly. This power is to destroy a whole street and a small half of the city. Now that this vision is going to be trapped in whitewater, it will eat a power …
So Whitewater got out of trouble.
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But the second-floor hut is also intact. This time, when you look at it from the outside, there is only a dim light inside. Looking at this small building outside Whitewater Garden, he saw the pale face in the dim light from the second-floor window here-the woman’s face was then pulled up, but Whitewater could feel his eyes and still looked at him after the curtain-even after the light went out.
Not only that, but the iron gate also slightly played a line as if inviting whitewater to step into this tall and burly man again, revealing a weak smile. "It’s really impossible to know your number before!" Always admit planting! After the mountains are high, everyone will wait and see! " In and out of this time, Whitewater has been able to confirm that he is really big in front of him, but the other party is also big-even if it is dragged to the end, everyone can be nai.
Whitewater can’t kill this strange thing without knowing the details, but even if Whitewater lets go, no matter how they hit the end, take Whitewater to endure it-if it really disappears during the day as Whitewater speculates, "Although it can drag someone into a different place, it shouldn’t be so powerful to stay-reincarnation for one night is not something this monster can do …" Whitewater is ready to stay until dawn anyway, he has no choice but to cross the road.
Sure enough, as Whitewater expected, when the first ray of sunshine appeared on the horizon, the shape of the hut did not change, but the sense of distortion disappeared. Whitewater saw the milkman put two bottles of milk in front of the door and the door also appeared as a maid. "Is everything as usual?" Whitewater mumbled, but his clothes were tattered. This was by no means a dream.
Chapter two hundred and twenty-three Making money
Whitewater crouched across the street and waited until the sun rose, which was about early o’clock. He looked at the host in the room and went out to work. The hostess kissed him goodbye. It’s really a westerner, not a fake foreign ghost. So it seems that everything in this place is normal during the day, so what night will it become like that? Moreover, seeing the sunshine, the male host’s face is ruddy, and Whitewater perceives that Qi Qi knows that this is a living person.
I don’t understand this, but Whitewater didn’t think much-there must be many strange things in this world that will never happen. I’m afraid we should be careful if we want to stay here until we can get rid of Whitewater, or we should explore more-how wide is his range of activities? This question can tell a little about the Adventure Hall.
Whitewater has always thought that the Adventure Hall is a plot specially created by the big boss amusement park, a world with limited scope of activities for everyone to go in and do things, or will people like them be thrown into a world to do things according to the big boss’s requirements? What’s the matter with obliteration? What does the boss want from this besides fun? These are all problems, and Whitewater thinks that the world may explain some of them.
Because the world is too weird.
Not to mention the strange hut, it is enough that everyone seems to change their identity frequently, which distorts Whitewater and makes him feel terrible. Will he also be affected … "What will I do after changing my identity? It’s terrible just to think about it. "Add the distorting power of the world-Whitewater doesn’t believe that steam power will be weak.
If the steam power was weak, this era would be a master like him, but it seems that it is not the case now. I am afraid that it is impossible to achieve the highest level by relying on innate martial arts. What is steam power? But is it really good for me to think about this problem like this now? On the verge of returning to his old job, "Whitewater is still in rags at the moment, squatting on the road, probably just a broken bowl away from when he first crossed."
Yes, Whitewater has made money, and this person can’t pull his face to eat the overlord’s meal-how to say it’s also a congenital master who doesn’t eat the overlord’s meal too much. The problem of living is that you can sleep everywhere on the road, but it’s no fun to experience the beggar’s life again with unkempt appearance. The way to make money must be on the agenda of exploring the world … "I think I’m afraid the Adventure Hall will never send me alone!"
Although there is no basis, Whitewater thinks so.
The fastest way to get money in this place is to kill animals or collect ingredients. The two are combined. Of course, there are faster methods, but you should be prepared to squat in a bitter kiln. I don’t know if there are any higher masters in this city who are squatting in a bitter kiln or don’t want to be a pawn. He doesn’t really want to go to the system-who knows if it is reliable.
Whitewater has no money. He has no catalogue of exotic animals’ ingredients. He can go to those wild places first regardless of the willy-nilly. Anyway, the more delicious things are, the harder it is to fight. This truth may still be appropriate …
In front of the white waves, there is a wasteland. White waves have found another abnormality in this world, that is, abnormality … White waves go forward along the road signs, and after a short time, they directly appear in the wilderness like a game to change maps, and there is a sign in the wilderness. "On the left is the wilderness, and on the right is the city …" White waves mumbled.
There’s something really wrong with this world. Whitewater can’t do it himself-"I’m just born … let me see what’s difficult here." There are no trees in the wilderness. The plants with the most trees are the low succulents growing in gravel and pebbles, while the biological words-Whitewater can detect that some insects fly over the sky, birds and of course lizards.
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All this is similar to the earth, and the environment is almost the same. Whitewater has not found anything unusual about these creatures, such as walking in the wilderness. "Maybe this is the depth of the real valuables at the entrance."
Whitewater really didn’t guess wrong. There is also a small room in the wilderness that looks just like the pub in the west … No, it’s not a small room. After walking over, Whitewater found that this is a small town-but the western pub is an entrance. After pushing the door, there are two grandfathers holding it in their hands, and it looks like a man sitting there lazily with a bottle of wine and a plate of peanuts at hand.
They didn’t even bother to nod when they saw whitewater, just like coming in a flour bag, and one of them was fairly spacious. The dress of whitewater didn’t arouse their disgust. I have to say … Forget it. Say nothing. Are these two old men dressed in rags? Typical western tattered old cowboy and old drunkard. Anyway, whitewater went there and found a hole in the face.

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