Just when Bi Shuge was thinking that from now on, he would pursue Wen Aya fiercely, when he suddenly saw Hua Xiaonan pulling Wen Aya back like electricity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He was shocked when he saw it, knowing that something was happening, and before he could think about it, he also followed Hua Xiaonan and stepped back. As soon as they retreated to the middle of the mountaintop, they saw fifty or sixty men in black floating under the hill on all sides.

As soon as these black-clothed people floated to the top of the mountain, they floated towards Wen Aya and the others. Each of them wore the same black clothes, had the same hair, and had the same eye color. His eyes were cold, and he stared at Wen Aya and the others as sharp as a knife. Every time they took a step closer to Wen Aya and the others, a black mist seemed to emanate from their bodies. These mist shrouded them, so that Wen Aya and the others couldn't see what these people looked like even if their eyes were wide.

Hua Xiaonan saw it, and hurriedly pushed Wen Aya towards Huo Qian and Bi Shuge. He stepped forward, reached into his arms, and pulled out a pair of green gloves, which were like snakeskin, glowing with green phosphorescence and exuding a cold breath. He put on his gloves unhurriedly and stared quietly at the man in black walking towards them.

Huo Qian and Bi Shuge couldn't be quiet, they saw so many black-clothed people walking towards them, and hurriedly pulled out the sword in their waists and held it tightly in their hands so that they could meet them at any time.

Although Hua Xiaonan's eyes were staring at those black-clothed people, he could know the nervousness in Huo Qian and Bi Shuge's hearts, and couldn't help but comfort them: "You two don't need to be nervous, you just need to protect the little villains well, and I will compete with these people." ”

He is worthy of being a person who cultivates immortals, and he does it with kindness for all generations, even if he is about to have a life-and-death struggle with the coming people, he only uses the word 'competition', and will not be like Bi Shuge and others, either I will 'deal with', or I will 'destroy them'.

Huo Qian and Bi Shuge heard Hua Xiaonan's words, and then they let go of their nervous hearts. Since Mr. Hua Xiaonan said so, then they don't have to worry too much. Because they believed that with the martial arts of Hua Xiaonan, they would definitely be able to destroy these men in black.

Thinking about it, they hurriedly put away their swords, protected Wen Aya in the middle, and looked at Hua Xiaonan together to see how he would clean up these men in black.

The man in black walked up to Hua Xiaonan and the others, and then suddenly they all came out with their palms, the palm wind was like thunder, and the palm momentum was like a mountain, bringing up a piece of flying sand and stones, and the momentum of the mountains and seas attacked Hua Xiaonan and the others.

Hua Xiaonan's eyes froze, his hands swirled, and a circle of green light rose from his palm, and he held up the green light and threw it towards the palm of those black-clothed people. Then, his figure shifted, and he disappeared like a ghost.

Wen Aya, Bi Shuge and Huo Qian only felt a flash of green light, and they saw that Hua Xiaonan was no longer in front of them. When I looked at him again, I saw him like a ghost, fluttering in front of the eyes of the men in black and waving, fighting with the fifty or sixty men in black with his bare hands. In the blink of an eye, I saw that he had knocked many men in black to the ground.

Bi Shuge and Huo Qian were relieved when they saw it, knowing that with Hua Xiaonan's martial arts, it wouldn't take long for him to get rid of all the people in black. They were thinking happily when they suddenly saw that the men in black who were beaten to the ground by the flower man had all disappeared together. All that's left behind is a cloud of mist. The mist rose into the air, ethereal, swaying back and forth, and finally came together to form a human form.

Wen Aya and the three of them couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at this unreal and misty person, and they couldn't close their mouths wide for a long time.

Of course, Hua Xiaonan also saw this mist man, so he stopped his attack, turned to look at the mist man, and quietly did not say a word.

The mist man stretched out his hand, turning all the remaining black-clothed people into a cloud of black qi and converging on his body. When the black qi merged with him and there was no longer any black qi emanating, Wen Aya and the others saw that this was an old man with black hair, black beard and black face. The old man was about fifty or sixty years old, but he seemed to be older and seemed younger. He's one of those people who when you look at him and he feels young, the more you look at him, the younger he feels, but if you think he's old, the more you look at him, the older he feels.

Such an old man seems to have been born without a face. Because what kind of face you think he is, what kind of face he is. Therefore, Wen Aya and the four looked at the old man, and in their eyes, there were four different faces. This face seems to change at any time according to their imagination. Of course, Wen Aya and the others don't know this now.

Because they look at the old man, a sense of intimacy naturally arises in their hearts. Therefore, the face of the old man in their eyes is also very amiable. Just looking at the old man's blackness, it made Wen Aya and the others feel terrifying.

Because it's so dark, it's too dark, and it's too black. I saw that his whole body was black, and even his eyes were black. The other people's eyes are white with black in them. But he is different, he is black with white eyes. It made him look terrifying and chilling.

Then under the horror and coldness, the more Wen Aya and the others looked at the old man, the more terrifying they felt, the more they looked at him, the more they looked at him, the more they looked at him, but suddenly found that his face was very different from the first time they saw it before......

Seeing this, Wen Aya was shocked, and opened her mouth to exhale: "Ah, why is it different?"

"What's different?" Huo Qian's heart trembled in fright when he heard Wen Aya's voice, because he looked at the old man and felt that it was different from the old man's face he had seen before. What's going on here? How can a person have a different face, and it can change all the time?

He was just wondering when he suddenly heard Wen Aya's voice and immediately realized that she felt the same way he felt. So, he hurriedly asked. Of course, in fact, he didn't need to ask, he could know what Wen Aya's answer was.

Sure enough, I saw Wen Aya pointing at the old man in horror, and said in horror: "I just saw that he was obviously an amiable old man, but now he ......"

Bi Shuge took a deep breath and said, "But looking at him now, he is a hideous-looking old man, right?"

Wen Aya turned her head to look at Bi Shuge in surprise and asked, "Do you feel the same way?"

Huo Qian rushed to say when he heard this: "Childe, not only Bi Gongzi feels like this, but I also feel like this." It's a terrifying feeling. ”

Hua Xiaonan turned his head to look at Wen Yan and the three of them: "This kind of person's face is a thousand phantom faces, a thousand people look at him, and he has a thousand different faces." However, he really only has one face. ”

"What face?" Wen Aya asked curiously.