Chapter Sixty-Seven: Thief, Eat My Salted Fish Spike!

(That, I'll tell you, the classmates didn't get off the plane, and one of them came down)

The "pong" galloping bullet flew towards Xiao Yu's head with the sound of breaking through the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xiao Yu's black wings swung upward, splitting it into two sections.

"Who?" Xiao Yu's Death Dragon Claw surged up like blood, and he stopped moving after reverting to the appearance of the Blood Dragon Sword.

Not long ago, Xiao Yu was idle and bored playing with the Dead Dragon Claw, and suddenly found that there was a subtle connection between him and the Dead Dragon Claw.

Then Xiao Yu could manipulate the Dead Dragon Claw to turn into a Blood Dragon Sword.

Back to business.

On another plane, an emaciated man with a silver-white mask held a stubby cannon with a black smoke rising from the muzzle of the cannon.

"I am a silent singer, a dancer without legs. The man, dressed in a white trench coat, whispered softly.

"Let's get started. The gun in the man's hand sprayed flames, devouring everything in front of him.

"Damn bounty hunters. Xiao Yu rolled on the spot, dodged the bullets that passed by, and hid behind a piece of ruins.

"They are puppets, and if I pull the thread, they will ...... Dance. The man stopped firing in his hand, gently pinched a few silk threads, and made antics in the air.

"Interesting prey always excites me, because they will decorate the gorgeous stage. The man was talking to himself, watching the play like a complete psychopath.

"Then let's see, who is the prey and who is the hunter. Xiao Yu spread his wings and rushed towards the man whose hands kept sliding.

The passenger's eyes turned white as he stood near the man and slowly approached Xiao Yu, who was on the way to the gallop.

With a click, all the passengers' arms spun in a circle, revealing the barrels of their shotguns.

At some point, the passengers standing around the man were all turned into marionettes.

The barrage of life-seeking nets was fired, and endless gunpowder was overwhelming.

"This stage was trampled under my feet because of my talent, but I also took it to the next level. The man waved his hands, and his playful eyes were like a high-ranking controller, which made Xiao Yu extremely unhappy.

Niang is a midwinter book, what kind of dog ** god is this.

Xiao Yu had a gloomy face and showed his attitude.

Picking up the steel bar on one side, he threw it at the man, his wings stirred violently, and the whole person turned into a sharp arrow and shot over.

"I am recovering from the mud, I am the scorching green lotus, I am, the only beauty. The man's playful smile did not fade, and the corners of his mouth rose and became even more arrogant.

As his words sounded, Xiao Yu also encountered lotus-shaped mines, which exploded instantly.

"Ahem. The smoke cleared, and a vague humanoid silhouette stepped out of it, and the sword in his hand was thrown at the man, who was short, picked up a steel bar, and rushed after the sword and the wind.

The man dodged the sword sideways, but he didn't have time to dodge the stabbing steel bar.

The man was pierced through the abdomen by a steel bar and nailed to the ground, Xiao Yu pulled out the blood dragon sword inserted on the side, put it next to the man's neck, and asked, "Who is your employer?"

"I'm going to reassure my employer, and all I need to do is keep my mouth shut. Xiao Yu could feel the face hiding under the mask taunting him, so he pulled his sword horizontally and beheaded him.

Xiao Yu squatted down, stretched out his hands and groped for the pockets on the man's body, and it didn't take long for him to search for a mobile phone.

Xiao Yu opened the address book on his mobile phone and found no contact information between the man and his employer.

"Strange guy. Xiao Yu muttered to himself, because he had groped out a large number of lotus mines and artistic scrolls from this guy.

Xiao Yu opened one of the picture scrolls, and the picture scroll showed the man himself holding a strange sniper rifle, and there was a pool of blood behind him, in which there were many living people, living people who had been skinned, and next to it there was a lotus flower made of human skin, which was exquisite.

There is a sentence on the painting: People have misunderstood me, beauty, it is impossible to be evil.

Xiao Yu felt that the mines and picture scrolls in his arms began to heat up, so he hurriedly threw away all the loot and rolled on the spot.

"Boom" The dust rising into the sky was wonderful, and a figure walked over slowly, squatted down, looked at Xiao Yu, who was not alive and dead, and said softly:

"I am, a true dramatist. ā€

(Tomorrow this salted fish is going to start school.,There's no time to update)

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