Desperately Qin Sheng wanted to leave, but a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in the dark Luoma Temple, and it was fleeting, but only for a moment, it had already made Qin Sheng's eyes light up!

The rain did not mean to stop at all, but it was getting heavier and heavier, and Qin Sheng's heart was burning with a glimmer of hope!

Facing the rain and the wind, Qin Sheng desperately swept towards the Luoma Temple not far away!

Not far from the Luoma Temple, Qin Sheng, who was desperate, suddenly stopped, like a fierce arrow suddenly losing its strength, and stopped there without warning!

Desperately, Qin Sheng's eyes were a little more vigilant, staring at the front!

In the rain, the clay horse at the entrance of the temple suddenly moved, and let out a long neigh, the sound seemed to have even the sound of heavy rain has been overshadowed, for a while, the heaven and earth only heard that neighing......

Then, in a hazy moment, a cloud of black gas suddenly appeared around the clay horse, and the horse wrapped in the clay sculpture galloped towards the desperate Qin Sheng, splashing the rain on the ground flying everywhere, as if he wanted to immediately step on the desperate Qin Sheng under his feet and crush the desperate Qin Sheng!

I don't know how many years the clay horse has stood outside this Fallen Horse Temple, how could the desperate Qin Sheng believe that it would come back to life, and it also ran wildly and crashed into the desperate Qin Sheng!

But the clay steed really rushed towards Qin Sheng desperately, could it be that there are really ghosts in this world, otherwise why would this clay steed attack Qin Sheng desperately with a strange attack!

Whether there are really ghosts and monsters in the world, no one can say clearly, but Qin Sheng's expression is full of disbelief!

Suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of Qin Sheng's mouth, and he looked coldly at the clay sculpture horse galloping over!

Ten steps!

Nine steps!

Eight steps!

Seven steps!

Six steps!

Five steps!

Four steps!

Three steps!

Two steps!

Getting closer and closer, and when there was only one step left, the desperate Qin Sheng suddenly jumped up and punched the clay horse that was galloping wildly!

But when Qin Sheng's iron fist hadn't hit the clay steed yet, the clay steed had split into five petals by itself!

The five-petaled shattered body of the horse, as the black gas of the package dissipated, five black-clothed men with extremely ugly masks appeared ghostly, only their eyes remained, and everyone showed a vicious look in their eyes!

Desperately, Qin Sheng seemed to have expected it, a sneer came out of his mouth, and there was already an extra dagger in his hand, this dagger that didn't know how much blood he had drunk seemed to be colder than rain and colder than wind, it was a cold murderous aura that could not be seen but felt!

Knife......

It was extremely ruthless, and the eyes of the black-clothed man who was desperately slashing at Qin Sheng when he was head-on, especially the man in black with the knife, were even more terrifying than the deadly sword light!

Sword!

Two swords!

A sword was thin and long, like the whiskers of a poisonous snake, advancing and retreating, stabbing Qin Sheng's throat desperately!

Another sword!

It was wide and short, like a sword-shaped axe, sweeping sideways towards Qin Sheng's waist, and the falling raindrops flew in all directions!

Gun!

Zhangji Red Gun!

With the shadow of the gun, he stabbed at the chest of Qin Sheng, who was desperate, and the sharp tip of the spear was cold, making people dare not look at it!

Whip!

Seven Sections of Soft Whip!

Hidden in the cold light of Zhang'er's red spear, he silently rolled towards Qin Sheng's left leg, who was desperate!

Desperately, Qin Sheng suddenly flew back diagonally, and suddenly swept forward with another sharp sweep, and the cold dagger brought up a burst of blood mist!

The black-clothed man with a seven-section soft whip in his hand only felt a pain in his throat, and before he could even scream, he had fallen to the rain, and the blood mixed with the rain instantly filled the air with a disgusting bloody gas......

The face of the man in black with the seven-section soft whip in his hand was distorted, and his eyes were full of incredulity......

Of course, Qin Sheng also paid the price for this, and a small wound was cut by a knife in his back, although the bones were not injured, the blood still involuntarily flowed down with the rain......

Desperately, Qin Sheng's gaze became colder and more murderous, and he let out a low roar, and pounced like a hungry wolf......

Knife!

Raised again, slashing diagonally towards Qin Sheng!

Sword!

A thin and narrow sword!

The thin and narrow long sword stabbed at Qin Sheng's chest!

Sword!

A wide and short sword!

Smash into the back of the desperate Qin Sheng!

Gun!

Zhangji Red Gun!

The man in black with the second red gun was the farthest away from the desperate Qin Sheng, but his second red gun was the longest, and the vicious stabbing stabbed at the desperate Qin Sheng's lower yin!

Blood flew fiercely, and the red spear cut a wound in Qin Sheng's left leg, and the bones were visible!

The man in black who used the red gun couldn't help but show a hint of joy in his eyes, and then the man in black who used the red gun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, let out a terrible scream, and fell to the rain, and the joy in his eyes had already turned into deep fear......

In the heavy rain, desperately Qin Sheng gasped for breath, as if he had just exhausted all the strength of desperate Qin Sheng!

Of course, the most frightening thing was the remaining three black-clothed people, who had already died another person before they could see how desperately Qin Sheng made a move, especially the desperate Qin Sheng's cold gaze like a hungry wolf, which seemed to be able to take their lives away from their bodies at any time!

The three men in black suddenly had an urge to escape, but they couldn't, and they didn't dare, if they escaped, it would definitely be a dead end, and they would die a miserable death, no one knew the cruel punishment in the organization better than them!

Yes, the three men in black had to give it a go, fight hard, and the desperate Qin Sheng in front of them looked like he was exhausted, this was their best chance!

But will the three men in black fight to win?

No one knows, and no one can predict what hasn't happened!

Desperately, Qin Sheng seemed to be in a hurry to recover his strength, and he didn't care about wiping the rain that blurred his eyes!

Knife!

The knife is shining!

The ruthless slash horizontally towards the desperate Qin Sheng's waist, the murderous aura brought by the sword wind was enough to make people frightened!

Sword!

A thin and narrow sword!

The fluttering stab at Qin Sheng's throat was desperate, and the rolled raindrops and the fluttering sword shadow made it impossible to see which was the fatal sword!

Sword!

A wide and short sword!

smashed into Qin Sheng's chest without any fancy!

Desperately, Qin Sheng seemed to be really physically exhausted, and he actually stood there motionless, just panting desperately, but his eyes were staring at the man in black with a knife!

The black-clothed man with the knife was stared at by Qin Sheng's hungry wolf-like eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel furious, and the knife in his hand involuntarily slowed down!

Desperately, Qin Sheng suddenly moved, as fast as a lion and a rabbit, and flashed into the shadow of the sword and sword, the cold dagger rose again, the blood flew fiercely, mixed with the rain stirred up a blood mist, and then three screams came out one after another, and they couldn't tell the order!

The three black-clothed men fell to the rain in unison like a tree that had been sawn down, their faces twisted and painful with unbelievable horror in their eyes!

Of course, the desperate Qin Sheng also paid the price for this, desperately Qin Sheng's left shoulder, left chest, and right shoulder each filled a wound, although it was not fatal, the bright red blood still dyed the desperate Qin Sheng's chest red!

People, always like this, the more afraid of death, they will often lose their lives first, if it weren't for the knife of the man in black who used the knife to slow down, maybe the one who fell to the ground at this time was desperate Qin Sheng!

And a person who is willing to fight with his life often can't die!

It's a little ridiculous to think about it, but it seems inevitable to think about it again!

What's more, Qin Sheng is a desperate person who fights for his life, as long as these people in black are not desperate enough for Qin Sheng, and not desperate enough for Qin Sheng, then it will be these people in black who are destined to die!

Desperately, Qin Sheng gasped for breath again, and a little, limped towards the Luoma Temple, where the clay statue horse in front of the door of the Luoma Temple was still standing!

Although Qin Sheng is desperately walking very slowly, no matter how far he goes, there will be an end!

Desperately, Qin Sheng stood at the door of the dilapidated Luoma Temple, the gate of the already dilapidated Luoma Temple was tightly closed, and the entire Luoma Temple was quiet only to hear the sound of heavy rain, but there was a trace of weirdness!

Desperately Qin Sheng's eyes looked around vigilantly, and for a while, his eyes actually stayed on the dilapidated temple door of the Luoma Temple, and Qin Sheng, who had always been calm and desperate, shook involuntarily!

What did Qin Sheng see desperately?

It would actually make Qin Sheng, who was desperate, lose his composure in the past?

After Feng Wushuang took the medicine, his eyelids were sinking unconsciously, as if his eyelids were heavy, Feng Wushuang tried his best to restrain his sleepiness, but the more he controlled it, the more he felt extremely sleepy, and after closing for a while, he fell asleep deeply!

Long Feiyun's eyes looked out the window, he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe Long Feiyun was worried about the old drunkard Lei Dongtian, or was he worried about the foggy and murderous situation?

Maybe only Long Feiyun himself knows!

Hua Donglai put away the medicine jar and the small iron stove, sat on the chair and looked at Long Feiyun and said, "Brother Long, aren't you worried about the poison in Shuang'er Girl?"

Long Feiyun retracted his gaze, looked at Hua Donglai and smiled slightly: "Brother Hua, what do you mean by this?"

Hua Dong came and said: "Brother Long is so relieved to be here, and he doesn't ask how it is going?"

Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and said: "Seeing Shuang'er sleeping so sweetly, it must be Brother Hua's miracle medicine that is effective, otherwise why would Brother Hua be so relaxed! What's more, at this time, even a bastard like me can't sleep, let alone Shuang'er, who has always been very thoughtful, so Brother Hua's miracle medicine should have worked, right? Brother Hua!"

Hua Donglai smiled and said: "Brother Long, the speculation is very right! Hua Mou has to admire, although this Tangmen's strange poison Hua Mou can't be cracked, but after the Shuang'er girl wakes up, she can walk freely like an ordinary person, but she can't use martial arts, and she only temporarily suppressed the strange poison in the Shuang'er girl's body, if you want to really detoxify, Brother Long will inevitably have to go to Shuzhong in person!"

Long Feiyun said with gratitude in his eyes: "Long Feiyun will never forget Brother Hua's kindness in helping him, and he will definitely be rewarded in the future!"

Who knew that after Hua Donglai heard this, he actually said with a sullen face: "Long Feiyun, it seems that you are indeed a bastard!"

Long Feiyun said: "Brother Hua, what do you mean?"

Hua Dong said: "Tell your friends what you will repay in the future, is such a person a bastard?"

Long Feiyun said: "It's a bastard who has arrived home, Brother Wanghua Haihan!"