Looking at the law decision recited by Ba Song, as well as the condensed skeleton blood marks, the silver fox's heart couldn't help sinking, and his eyes as clear as water also appeared a touch of gloom and despair.

It seems that Xiangxiaoyu is going to die here today.

The silver fox looked around out of the corner of his eye. The environment here is not bad, and everywhere you look, you can see your favorite white.

It should be a good place to go if this is a place to be buried, right?

Suddenly, in the silver fox's mind, Wang Hao's shyness smiled in his mind. For some reason, every time she thought of this smile, she felt warm in her heart.

This time, nature is no exception!

However, this time, she was a little more reluctant in her heart!

Perhaps, this time it will be goodbye, I don't know where he is now, how is he doing? In his free time, will he remember that there is a girl named Silver Fox?

Thinking of this, a faint smile rose on the corner of the silver fox's mouth. Gently closed his eyes, with a calm expression of calm death.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a dull sound of gunfire suddenly reached the ears of the silver fox.

This is the sound of a sniper rifle?

Strange, what's going on?

The people of the Dark Witch Sect are keen on cold weapons, and rarely use firearms, let alone sniper rifles that are more difficult to operate?

But how can there be the sound of a sniper rifle here? Could it be that I am having auditory hallucinations?

Just when the silver fox was full of doubts, the painful voice of the black-faced god Ba Song grinning his teeth came into her ears again.

It's not auditory hallucinations, it's someone sniping the blackface god!

She guessed right, it was indeed someone sniping the blackface god!

And this person is none other than our classmate Wang Hao!

Wang Hao volleyed a harrier and turned over, rushing at Ba Song and the others, and directly came to a beautiful sniper.

"Bang!"

Hot bullets erupted from the black chamber. I saw an unlucky bastard, with a bullet in his eyebrows, and fell on his back in a pool of blood.

Seeing his disciples fall in a pool of blood one by one, the black-faced god Ba Song couldn't help but be furious.

The ghost head scepter in his hand was suddenly raised, and with the blood of his disciple, a dark red hideous pattern was condensed, and he slammed into Wang Hao with his teeth and claws.

Wang Hao saw that the sniper rifle could not be hunted, so he threw the gun casually, sacrificed the seven-star divine sword, and slashed through the air.

"Whoa!"

The hideous pattern was split in half by Wang Hao's sword, and the black blood mist also drifted away with the wind.

Wang Hao stepped on the triangular refraction step, volleyed into the void, bypassed the black-faced god Ba Song, and went straight to the silver fox.

When the silver fox saw that it was Wang Hao coming, there was no trace of blood on his face, and there was a little more redness.

She stared at her big watery eyes and shouted with surprise: "Wang Hao, is it really you?"

Wang Hao glanced at the wound on the silver fox's body, frowned, and said, "Are you injured?"

Seeing Wang Hao coming, the silver fox was like a little girl who was aggrieved and desperate and helpless, and suddenly found her father, and had a solid support.

Her aggrieved tears were like beads with broken threads, and "big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate" fell down like a thunderbolt.

She believes that as long as Wang Hao is there, the sky above her head will not collapse.

When the black-faced god Ba Song saw that Wang Hao was talking to the silver fox, you and me, talking some love words, completely ignoring his existence, he was angry on the spot.

"Damn, where did the wild boy come from, who dared to spread wild in front of this seat?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, looked at the black-faced god, and asked angrily, "Is it you a black man who hurt my woman?"

Hearing Wang Hao directly call himself his woman, the silver fox couldn't help blushing for a while, and whispered: "What are you talking nonsense, who is your woman?"

However, although she said so on her lips, her heart was sweet.

Did he admit that he was his woman?

The black-faced god Ba Song hated being called a black man the most, and he roared hysterically like a wild beast on the spot: "This seat is one of the four great envoys of the Black Witch Gate, the black-faced god, Ba Song!"

Hearing Ba Song report to his home, Wang Hao was confused.

"The one from Thailand?"

When the black-faced god saw that Wang Hao had heard of their Black Witch Sect, he snorted proudly: "Hmph, you still have some knowledge!"

Wang Hao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and whispered to the silver fox: "Wow, why did you provoke him?"

The silver fox stared at the big watery eyes, and said with a pitiful face: "I didn't mess with them, they saw that I was beautiful, so they had to arrest me back......"

When he said this, the silver fox deliberately wiped a handful of aggrieved tears.

Seeing the silver fox pear blossom with rain, Chu Chu's moving appearance, Wang Hao's small universe exploded on the spot.

Nima, dare to be my old Wang Qiang's daughter-in-law, you are impatient, aren't you?

It's bearable, but Uncle can't bear it. Uncle can bear it, but his aunt can't bear it either!

After speaking, Wang Hao put on a desperate posture, wanting to fight with the black-faced god Ba Song.

The black-faced god Ba Song didn't know Wang Hao's reality, and when he saw him coming up, he put on a momentum of wanting to fight with himself, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and subconsciously took two steps back.

The seven-star sword in Wang Hao's hand swept across the air, rolled up a thousand piles of snow, and swept towards the black-faced god.

Seeing the long sword in Wang Hao's hand, the black-faced god Ba Song was haunting and shining, and it was extraordinary at a glance, and he didn't dare to have any underestimation of it, so he raised the ghost head scepter and sacrificed three skull blood talismans with blood, forming a dark black defensive shield.

At the moment when the white avalanche shattered, Wang Hao grabbed the cold and boneless little hand of the silver fox and quickly fled forward.

"Let's go!"

"Huh, escape?" The silver fox was stunned on the spot by the huge contrast between Wang Hao and before and after, and he didn't react for a while.

Just now, he was still a woman for himself, and he stepped forward to fight desperately. It's just a face, why do you have to run away?

In fact, if Wang Hao was in his heyday, he would have the power to fight against the black-faced god Ba Song.

Even if you can't beat it, you can get a draw.

But now Wang Hao, who has just fought several fierce battles with Bing Ji, ghost swordsmen and others, has not yet recovered Zhenyuan, and even half of his skills in his heyday may not be able to be displayed, and it is completely the end of a strong crossbow.

Moreover, the demon maidens of the Burning Sky Sect and the ghost swordsmen are around here. If you attract these two rivals again, you really don't even know how to die.

Therefore, he deliberately put on a desperate posture just now, just to confuse the other party and take the opportunity to escape with the silver fox!

Not only was the silver fox stunned by the huge contrast between Wang Hao and the front and back, but even the black-faced god Ba Song was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Damn, you Chinese people, great cunning!"

Wang Hao's body is far above the black-faced god Ba Song. Even if he is injured, it is not difficult for him to get rid of the other party.

But if he brought the silver fox who was more injured than him, it would be much more difficult.

While climbing, the silver fox slipped on his feet, his body's center of gravity was unstable, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Wang Hao hurriedly went back to help, and asked with concern: "Silver Fox, are you okay?"

Silver Fox shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"

After speaking, she glanced behind her, and saw the black-faced god Ba Song, like a wolf, chasing after him violently, and said to Wang Hao urgently: "Wang Hao, you leave quickly, don't worry about me!"

"Wow, I'm your man, I don't care who cares about you?" Before the words landed, Wang Hao stepped forward and picked up the silver fox, spread his feet, and ran forward like a desperate man.

Although Wang Hao's words were vulgar and even dirty, in the ears of the silver fox, they were happier than the sweetest love words in the world.

However, Wang Hao's next sentence did not make her feel happy.