In the next moment, those black-clothed people with the smell of bone combs quickly shrank into a circle, surrounding Shanxiu and Yizhen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He smiled at Yizhen, "There are so many admirers for my sister. He was glared at by Yi Zhen. And behind that smile, he had begun to judge the true purpose of these people, and the unknown things of the power they could achieve when they were gathered.

In fact, he could feel such a pure murderous aura, and Shanxiu felt a little surprised, although it was weird to appear, but those competitive souls were no different from those on the battlefield. can relieve his nostalgia.

Yizhen, who was still stubborn at the beginning and refused to approach Shanxiu, also began to feel something, and slowly leaned over to Shanxiu without saying anything, and pulled his clothes very tightly.

Shanxiu lowered his head slightly, looked at the placket that was sinking and gradually tightening, and then immediately raised his head and said casually to those people, "Fighting a frame without a name is the same as being a teacher without a name, it will make people scratch their heads." Even if your name is ugly, you should always maintain filial piety to your parents, and you should not change your name or surname. ”

Those people frowned at the good cultivation, "As long as the prince knows that we are killers who collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others, it will be enough to go to Huangquan." ”

Shanxiu sent a warm smile to perfection, "The Yellow Spring Road, you will be familiar with it before me." You can rest assured. ”

Yizhen was a little stunned to see Shan Xiu standing in a circle surrounded by everyone, in such a cramped murderous aura, he still had a dazzling handsome demeanor, which could not be concealed.

In the silver killing of the shining steel knives held in those hands, what was reflected was a smiling face of a good cultivator who was as bright as the sun, as if they were not surrounded by killers now.

Shanxiu didn't know when he had moved his body and stood in front of her, but with a slight moment, there were two heavy sounds of falling to the ground behind him.

And when Yizhen frowned and condescended to watch what was happening, what surprised her was that the two killers were sticking each other's knives into each other's necks, and they had both fallen to the ground and died at this time. Just now, she didn't blink her eyes, observing the whole situation, but she still couldn't figure out how Shanxiu ended up with them.

Shanxiu moved his body again to block the disgusting scene for Yizhen. He lowered his head and let out a sigh, "If you kill each other like this, how many people do you have to bring with you?"

When the other killers saw this, their eyes turned red, and they were about to rush up with condensation momentum again. Shanxiu smiled and held out a finger to them, making a shaky motion, signaling them not to act rashly.

Those people were aroused to anger, shouted one or two, and rushed up together, almost between the lightning and flint, more than a dozen knives stretched out towards Yizhen and Shanxiu, and the hand that seemed to be in the light and shadow overturned, like a ghost, quickly regrouped the direction of their force, and then, all the killers who gathered around made a wilting action together, like a line puppet that had lost its support, and fell to the ground.

Seeing that they were all like this, they were stopped without saying a word, and Yizhen stomped her feet and said, "Why don't you leave a living mouth and ask who instructed them? ”

Seon-su lifted his chin in the other direction while spotlessly pulling Ye-jeong out of that hideous scene.

Yizhen looked in that direction, didn't see anything wrong with the empty street corner, and turned her gaze to Shanxiu.

Shanxiu used his foot to lift a steel knife on those corpses and held it in his hand to take a look, "It's an official knife, it seems that it has been on the battlefield." He stretched out his finger and flicked the blade of the knife, "There are many souls who have died under this knife." ”

Suddenly, I felt that my sleeve was pulled by Yizhen, and then, there was a voice of some anxious reminders, "Don't look at that yet, they, they have a helper again." ”

Shanxiu casually threw the knife back at the bodies of those dead corpses, and slapped his palms in disgust, "It's long overdue." Then he looked squarely at the men in black who appeared again, "You all have the smell of a woman's bone comb, am I offending some woman?

Yizhen, who was hiding beside him, was a little confused, so he raised his head to look at Shanxiu who was asking questions, and in the next moment, he thought of something and cut his teeth, "Did my brother provoke some woman outside, so that today's disaster happened?"

Shanxiu bent his eyebrows, and just said, "This ......" At this point, those black-clothed people seemed to be unable to bear their temperament any longer, and their loud voices covered what Shanxiu was going to say next, "The prince has long coveted the real pretension hidden in our young master's bone comb, so why pretend to be confused." ”

Shanxiu pointed to his body, "What you are looking for will not be another ......" Then, his eyes swept towards the corner of the street that was close at hand, and suddenly he saw a figure, as if sensing his gaze, had quickly hidden back in the shadow of the corner.

In fact, the moment the shadow flashed, Shanxiu had already immediately guessed the identity of that person, it was the crown prince, because he was seriously injured, his movements were obviously slower than before, and his current special walking posture would not be unrecognizable as long as he saw it once. So these people in front of him were sent by him, especially for himself to fabricate the story of the pretentious edict hidden in the bone comb, or is he also because of the lure of this person who has set all the traps.

At this time, the prince hidden in the shadows, there was also a confused look on his face, he stared at the scene in front of him, the moment the word "Jiaozhao" fell on his ears, he felt that the characteristics of these people acting for him were too obvious, and thinking about it in this direction, he felt that the fake that Shanxiu did was too obvious.

He didn't want to pay attention to it. If this is a trick that Ming Qi and Shanxiu have discussed earlier, it is not necessarily.

In the next moment, Shanxiu, who seemed to inadvertently glance in that direction, noticed the prince's intention to withdraw, and a look of sudden realization immediately appeared on his face, and he stared at the few people in front of him with a clear face, "You are not stupid, you know so quickly that I have mastered the matter of pretension hidden in the bone comb, but what should I do, I don't like others to understand me." And at the price of knowing me, you will have to pay for the most precious things. Then, quietly, he raised his empty palm and began to look at it earnestly.

The black-clothed people who surrounded him were directly confused by his unclear intentions, including Yizhen, who had always thought that Shanxiu really didn't know what these people were talking about. The conversation just now is obviously not like this, and the current good cultivation is like taking the wrong medicine. What the hell are you talking about, headless and brainless. Could it be that these people are afraid, but they have obviously gained the upper hand. Yizhen's head is full of foolish worms at the moment.

There was a wind blowing, and Shanxiu glanced at it with great satisfaction, and once again vaguely floated out of the corner of the robe at the foot of the wall, and sure enough, when it came to the edict, the prince who could be left behind!