Dahu suddenly looked up and his eyes were cold. "Embroidered blind …"
"Bang!" Desperate hands have been used. The fingers of Gusu Mushi’s advanced martial arts are like thunder. The fingers of both hands are mixed with explosions and attack Dahu’s face. Dahu didn’t hide his right hand and suddenly disappeared. Wrong, it was too fast! I can’t see my hand anymore.
"ah!" Breaking bad has not yet reached Dahu’s eyes, so a black Hu gently dodged Breaking Bad’s accurate attack "Poop-dong". Breaking bad fell to the ground in inertia. He has curled up at the moment, covering his eyes with pain, which made him a Jianghu expert who didn’t get dozens of knives and groaned.
The other forty-one NPCs were stabbed blind before they could react. When they reacted, they didn’t escape. Weiyuan Escort Company had no cowards …
Dahu looked at forty-one draw out a sword and rushed to him. There was a cold light in his eyes. "Forty-one people are twelve stitches short …"
When I was walking in the middle of the mountain, I suddenly saw him stop and my face was dignified. I couldn’t help but ask, "What’s the matter?"
The flowers filled the building and suddenly vacated and galloped to the mountain with flying skills. "Hurry up!"
Si nian didn’t know what to see him, so it must have been a serious matter, and the eyebrows flashed through the snow, leaving a faint scent of flowers …
Two people came out of the mountain and appeared on the avenue. At this moment, it was slightly dark. Forty-two people who kept moaning were blind …
His face flashed with a stern look. He was angry at the cruelty of the embroidery thief. At this moment, several horses galloped in the direction of the city, and the head was Jin Jiuling
Jin Jiuling quickly saw the flowers full of buildings and Si Nian eagerly asked, "How?"
The flowers filled the floor and looked down. Forty-two people lying on the ground gently sighed, "Blind …"
"Bastard!" Jin Jiuling punched the tree stump and the leaves rustled.
Si Nian looked at the flowers on the side of his head and said indifferently, "Let’s go, we have to go to Wangfu …" Then Si Nian walked to the city step by step, and his murderous look was heavy. He saw Jiang Chongwei and now 42 people. He really wanted to kill the embroidery thief at the moment. If the embroidery thief killed these people, he might not be in the mood, but he stabbed them one by one …
Si Nian doesn’t care about others killing others, others killing themselves or killing others by himself, because this is what he knows. The law of the jungle is either life or death, but he doesn’t like embroidered thieves very much. Tell him the fact that besides life and death, others can be abolished …
The rules of the game he knows don’t want to be broken by embroidery thieves. If he really wants to break them, Si Nian can wipe out those who break the rules of the game … that’s all …
Two figures slid past the side door of Wangfu, Si Nian and Hua Manlou stopped at the corner of the roof, and when the front guard turned the corner, he suddenly flew over the roof. Si Nian swept the huge palace pavilion with cold eyes and saw that the front guard was about to come. Suddenly, a wisp of Yujinhuaxiang was floating, and a little figure appeared in a corner of the eaves. "Swish!" A purple mountain in the corner of Si Nian’s eye is also full of flowers.
As soon as a group of guards turned Si Nian and floated in the middle again, the figure went down to the Wangfu courtyard. Suddenly, at this moment, Si Nian’s eyes saw a man standing in the opposite flowers. A man with a face like frost and a white robe looked like two cold stars in the dark. Si Nian’s heart sank and people sank.
He suddenly sped up and fell to the ground. At this moment, he saw a flash of sword light stabbing him from the opposite flowers like a meteor. The cold wind was brought up by this sword, and the sword light instantly appeared in front of Si Nian. He had already drawn his sword or not. The man who touched the ground on his toes had retreated, and the sword light pursued him like a rainbow stopper. He did not retreat as fast as he did. Now he has a way to retreat and he is facing a rockery behind him.
Si Nian sticks to the rockery sword, and the light has flashed into his chest. Even if he can dodge on both sides, there is no change in his posture. The sword has not changed yet. Look at this sharp sword. Si Nian’s heart is sinking. At this moment, his eyes are like gamblers, and his left hand is raised quickly …
The white man’s footsteps have stopped, and his sword still looks at Sinian’s chest like a pair of cold stars. He looks at Sinian coldly "not the kui is Sinian"
Si Nian’s imitation is like stepping in front of a ghost. At the moment, his left index finger and middle finger are caught in a frosty sword. The sword has pierced the black gauze and touched the white gown. Si Nian looked down at his two fingers. Two fingers have lost color and are trembling slightly …
Si Nian looked at the man in white indifferently and said slowly, "Why are you here?"
The white man said coldly, "Because I have one, too."
Si Nian said, "What?"
White humanity "beat Ximen Chuixue brother …"
Chapter sixty-one Ye Gucheng
The brilliance of the sword awn faded slowly, and the courtyard was dark just now. Si Nian was slightly loose and still shaking, and the white man in his left hand also put the sword in its sheath.
Si Nian looked at his left hand and sighed lightly, "True method imagines Lu Xiaofeng, but these two fingers can clamp Ye Gucheng’s flying fairy."
The white man said coldly, "You will have that day, too."
Si Nian raised his head and said indifferently, "I believe this is because I can now hold his apprentice Fei Xian, although it is very difficult."
The cold in the eyes of white people is even colder. "You are always proud."
Sinian smiled, and there was a cold wind in the dark. The light in silver moon seemed a little dim.
I’ve been spending a lot of time beside her, but my eyebrows are wrinkled and my murderous look is heavy …
Si Nian’s right hand slowly pulled out the longevity sword from his back and looked at the white man and said lightly, "I haven’t seen you for only two months, so I have to say congratulations." Then he added after a pause, "Pride is that you entered Wang Jian to own my kendo and die …"
The white man looked at the longevity sword indifferently and slowly pulled out "Now I don’t want to fight you."
The eternal sword stopped only half way out. "What?"
The white man looked at Si Nian from the left and didn’t want to know anything. Because he suddenly felt cold behind him, there was a man who appeared behind him. Si Nian slowly turned around and was also a white man with a feeling of pride in his lonely eyes …
Flowers filled the floor and frowned and said, "Lord Baiyun?"
The man in the white gown said coldly, "Can you see?"
Flowers filled the floor with a sigh. "Now the Jianghu has such a cold breath and murderous look, but also wears white clothes. In addition to Ximen Chuixue, there is Ye Gucheng, and now I just know Ximen Chuixue."
The white-shirted man can’t help clapping his hands. "It’s full of flowers."
"You can see that?" said Hua Manlou.
Ye Gucheng said, "I can’t think of anyone who can be so capable except the flowers in the Jianghu."
A faint smile can be praised by Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City. Even if you send your love to everything, you can’t help but smile with satisfaction.
At the moment, the footsteps are noisy, and teams of guards come running quickly with torches in their left hand and knives in their right hand. The leaders are trying to make Ye Gucheng’s face become respectful when he is arrested. "Mr. Ye"
Ye Gucheng coldly swept away this person and coldly said, "Take your people away."
The leader wanted to say anything, but when he saw Ye Gucheng’s cold cheeks, he couldn’t help but feel cold. "Yes!" Turn around and take a group of people with them, and then disappear quickly.
At this moment, Ye Gucheng suddenly asked "Ximen Chuixue is your friend?"
Seeing Ye Gucheng with flowers all over the building can’t help sighing, "I just know him. He is a friend of Lu Xiaofeng. If you want to know Ximen Chuixue, you still have to go to Lu Xiaofeng." Flowers all over the building took the opportunity to change the subject and put it on Lu Xiaofeng.
However, Ye Gucheng seems to think that Ximen Chuixue doesn’t care who he is. Ye Gucheng continues to ask coldly, "What about his swordsmanship?"
The flowers were full and barely said "not bad"
Ye Gucheng asked, "Did a lone crane die in his sword?"
Flowers fill the floor with a nod.