Chapter 212
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He stood in front and said to the disciples behind him.
"In that case, please come in front of this mirror and check your identity one by one. Is there anyone with a rare treasure who wants to fish in troubled waters? "
Cheng Xu was among the disciples? He had a high prestige. Although many people found it ridiculous, they could only nod. They went to the mirror one by one.
After a disciple looked at himself in front of the mirror, he asked curiously, "Senior Brother Cheng, why do you carry a mirror with you? Is this a new one of yours? A magic weapon refined by you? "
Cheng Xu coughed softly. "When you cultivate outside, you should also fix your clothes and appearance to show the bearing of a Tenzong disciple."
That disciple suddenly understood and said respectfully. "So that's how it is. We should learn from Senior Brother's action of carrying a mirror! "
Cheng Xu coughed crazily a few times and waved his hand. "Hurry up, next."
The crowd flowed past, and soon only Rong Ran was left in the corner.
Cheng Xu had been paying attention to Rong Ran's situation. At this time, he raised his eyebrows and called out loudly. "Junior Brother Rong, why? Why not? Do you want to try? "
Rong Ran's expression stiffened. He secretly hated it.
Chen Weiyuan gave him the treasure? When he gave it to him, he didn't tell him about this treasure at all. It was a flaw. If he had known this, he would have definitely … Set up a more exquisite trap, and he wouldn't be forced into such a situation now.
The injury on his face was because of? Shen Shu's sword energy had not healed yet. After being poisoned by the snake, his whole body became swollen and bruised. It was terrible. If he was forced to show this appearance in front of so many disciples — he would rather die!
With Cheng Xu's shout, Rong Ran became the focus of everyone's attention again. Heart. He secretly gritted his teeth and was thinking about how to explain himself. But … Suddenly, he heard a scream.
"Ghost —!"
Then there was the sound of the mirror falling to the ground.
A female disciple near him looked at him in horror. Looking at him, no? She stepped back. Just looking? Rong Ran knew from her eyes? What happened —
This woman secretly took a mirror to look at him!
A disciple with sharp eyes and agile hands grabbed Cheng Xu's mirror and stood in front of Rong Ran.
In the mirror? Reflecting a stark difference? His body was swollen and bruised, and half of his face was badly mutilated. He was indeed no different from a ghost.
"No? Rong Ran screamed. Her beautiful face outside the mirror was distorted. "No? You want to see it?! "
With a crash, the mirror in front of him was smashed into pieces.
Cheng Xu was very distressed about his mirror. He made a prompt decision, "Restrain him!"
Groups of disciples rushed forward. Seeing with his own eyes? The situation is not good? Yes, Rong Ran turned around and was about to run away. He was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he had a magic weapon with him. Wouldn't his strength be higher than ordinary cultivators? His footsteps wandered among the crowd, and for a moment, no one could do anything to him.
Before her eyes, he was about to break out of the encirclement and escape. Ye Yunlan was about to make a move, but the back of her hand stopped. It was held by Shen Shu.
Shen Shu: "No? He had to trouble Master to take action. He couldn't escape? Yes, yes. "
An imperceptible shadow was spreading and quietly reached Rong Ran's feet. At the moment when he was about to break out of the encirclement and use his Qi to leap, it silently stopped him.
With a bang, Rong Ran lost his balance and fell face down on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The people who were chasing him suddenly fell silent.
How many of them couldn't bear it? They couldn't help but laugh.
Cheng Xu coughed softly. Several disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall rushed out and tied Rong Ran up with Demon Trapping Rope. Cheng Xu walked up. Looking at the dusty Rong Ran, he sighed. He was angry. "Junior Martial Brother Rong, can you explain? Why is there a hidden fragrance sparse shadow? "
Rong Ran turned his head away, his body trembling.
He had never thought that he would be in such a sorry state one day.
"I was in a killing formation? I was injured, and I just used a magic weapon to cover up the wound. What's wrong with that? "
Was he dead? He admitted it.
Cheng Xu said. "Is the Serene Summoning Bell on you?"
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