Purple light floated, and the blade leaped lightly over the fence and landed in the grass.

The petite figure flashed.

Stepping on his back.

It also lands smoothly.

It was Lu Min.

The two hid in the grass, avoiding the people who came and went.

"Where are we going?"

Ling Blade asked in a low voice.

"Follow me to the kitchen!" Lu Min whispered.

Pulling the blade and running in the direction of the kitchen.

Under the cover of night, he hid in the grass next to the kitchen.

Through the window on the side.

A bloated man dressed as a chef can be seen busy in front of the stove.

This hour.

I guess it's a late-night snack.

Ling Blade deduced.

The chef made the pot and lit the fire.

Walked out.

He stood outside the door and lit a cigarette with trembling fingers.

At this time, Lu Min pulled Ling Blade and walked into the kitchen.

There was some mess in the kitchen.

Lu Min glanced at it.

Although it was a quick glance, all the displays in the kitchen were already in my mind.

Lu Min paced back and forth in the kitchen.

I saw a small stool in the corner of the wall.

Lie on the ground.

Lu Min lifted the stool and put it on the stove.

Strangely smacked his lips.

Ling Jian also noticed that although this small stool appeared in the kitchen, it was out of place with all the displays in the kitchen.

It's too low for a cooktop.

For other places, it was too tall for the chef's height.

In short, it's not like a small stool for a chef.

The smoke was trampled on.

Ling Jian saw through the window that the cook had extinguished his cigarette.

Then go to the kitchen.

Ling Blade's body urged purple light.

Pulling Lu Min quickly flashed out of the kitchen.

The two sneaked into Bai Xiaoyang's room.

Bai Xiaoyang was already sitting on the bed and waiting.

"How's it going, what did you find?" Bai Xiaoyang asked

"Almost. Lu Min said: "It won't be discovered by Madame Bai here, right?"

"No, it won't. ”

Bai Xiaoyang said with great certainty.

Lu Min began to rummage through the room.

In the drawer, I saw the hairball that I had seen before.

It wasn't a furball.

It's a dead mouse.

A dead mouse that has been dissected.

Lu Min quietly looked at the already disgusting anatomical specimen.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"What are you looking for?" Bai Xiaoyang asked.

"Where's your phone?"

"Here. Bai Xiaoyang said.

Pull out your phone.

"Post the news. Lu Min said, "Mark your location." ”

"Why is that?" asked Blade.

"Don't ask. Lu Min said: "Everything will be untied tonight." ”

Lu Min said: "Until then, you still have some things to do"

In the hospital, the black-robed man slowly approached Yan Wuqing with a long sword in his hand.

Yan Wuqing couldn't move anymore, and his fingers trembled.

Little by little, he leaned on the long sword in the corner.

The sword strikes.

Flying look.

Like lightning.

A cold light pierced Yan Wuqing like lightning.

It's so fast. It was really the extremely fast move he had used with Bai Yulin in the previous fight.

Swift swordsmanship like lightning. The sword stabbed straight through.

At this time, Yan Wuqing had already drawn out his long sword.

Yan Wuqing already felt that he couldn't move anymore.

But at the most critical moment.

The arm regained its instincts.

Twitched the longsword.

Swords collide. Sparks fly.

But a makeshift parry.

can't completely block such a sharp swordsmanship.

The long sword of the black-robed man had already bounced off the sword in Yan Wuqing's hand.

A sword stabbed Yan Wuqing in the shoulder.

Blood slowly penetrated the bandage.

The sword corpse drew its long sword.

Blood flies.

The tip of the sword swirls in the air with the blood donated.

Draw a blood-colored arc in the air.

The sword corpse then grabbed the hilt.

The tip of the sword was aimed at Yan Wuqing's throat.

Soon, it will be the time to give Yan Wuqing the most fatal blow.

Domineering.

The domineering spirit of the brute attacked from behind, like a mountain.

Weigh on yourself.

The action slows down instantly.

Turn back slowly.

In front of me was the red light of Sheng Ren.

The wall on one side had been shattered.

In the middle of the red light was the red-haired teenager.

Blade.

The muscles of the arm swell rapidly.

The black-robed man mentioned his vest.

The stones flew sideways with the red light.

The sword corpse resembles an inanimate puppet.

Directly thrown out.

The sword corpse staggered to the roof of the house, flipping over several times.

Finally stand firm.

At this moment, domineering has hit.

With overwhelming momentum.

Red light rushed from high above like a fire in the sky.

Pounce on the sword corpse.

The sword corpse gritted its teeth.

Swing your sword.

The cold light floats.

Split towards the ushering red light.

"Boom!"

Red light and cold light intertwined and collided this.

Crashing violently.

A series of explosions were heard in the air.

The space seemed to be in the middle of the collision between the two, distorted.

The blade is extremely soft, slowly bending in the squeeze of red light.

The sword corpse's other hand flicked the sword.

Sword Qi was quickly released.

The red light is cut in half.

A continuous retreat.

Away from the Blade.

Red light bombardment.

A large crater was blasted into the ground below.

Lime waving.

In the lime is a pair of eyes.

A pair of extremely sharp eyes.

The sword corpse staggered.

Half-kneeling on the ground.

Spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"It's so strong. ”

The sword corpse muttered.

Blade takes advantage of the victory and pursues.

The red light and purple light pushed the body and quickly attacked the sword corpse.

The sword corpse flashed.

The cold light with the sword swirled in the air.

The two jumped on the eaves.

Chase.

Blade pursued after him.

"Oops"

The sword corpse secretly screamed in his heart.

This is the direction to the White Family Manor.

Violent winds fell from the sky.

A heavy sword stabbed straight at him.

The sword corpse wields a long sword.

The sword flew like a serpent.

Slash twice on the heavy sword.

Sparks fly.

But there is no way to borrow power in the air.

Bai Yuhao, who was holding the heavy sword, spun his waist in the air with force, and his other hand had already grabbed the heavy sword.

Looking at the sword corpse from the other side.

Sword corpse cross-sword block.

A tremendous force propelled the sword corpse.

Shoot him down directly.