Before dawn, Luan Ping glanced at it, but he couldn't recognize Xue Rong, he only felt a little familiar, and unconsciously took two steps forward, took a closer look, and staggered: "It's you!!, you're not dead!"

Xue Rong gritted her silver teeth: "Luan Ping, the thief you killed this day, killed my father, and bullied me, but you didn't expect that God opened his eyes, am I still alive? Today I will kill you beast with my own hands!!"

Mo Wen looked at Luan Ping's shocked appearance, and believed what Xue Rong said: "Xue Rong is just one of them, you have been harmed, and there are two little girls who were eleven or twelve years old, do you remember?"

Luan Ping's legs kept retreating, obviously having the idea of escaping, Mo Wen's eyes lit up: "Old Chu, take it!!"

Luan Ping heard this, jumped onto the roof, and was about to fly away with light skills, Chu Xuan snorted coldly, grabbed it with one hand, and grabbed Luan Ping's shoulder, this Luan Ping is not weak in kung fu, his body was crooked, and he avoided it, Chu Xuan grabbed it one by one and only scratched the clothes on Luan Ping's shoulders.

Luan Ping knew that he was invincible to Chu Xuanyi's kung fu, if he wanted to live, he had to escape, Chu Xuanyi missed one blow and fell down, Luan Ping immediately roared: "What are you doing to eat, give it to me!!"

When all the guards heard this, they all slashed towards Chu Xuanyi, these people were just a finger to kill Chu Xuanyi, but he knew that Mo Wen didn't want to kill more, but he couldn't show it for a while.

Luan Ping was suddenly overjoyed, flying to leave, suddenly felt a cold wind behind his head, couldn't help but turn his head suddenly, only to see a silver light, shook his eyes, his feet slipped, fell from the roof, in front of his forehead, a wound was scratched, and Luan Ping's back after landing was already soaked with sweat.

Don't light Luan Ping took a breath, the Rakshasa girl struck again, Luan Ping staggered, pushed out with a palm, and slapped the Rakshasa woman's blade a few points off, but still scratched the shoulder, Luan Ping became more and more shocked, the person who came today was not an opponent at all, and he had been watching, and he didn't know the depth of the shot yet.

Mo Wen said coldly: "Old Chu, if these people retreat like this, they will be returned, if they are still entangled, there is no need to keep their hands and kill!!"

This voice is like the cold air of the snowfield in northern Xinjiang, sweeping everyone's hearts, many people have already retreated, but there are still a few people who still don't know whether to live or die and tremble with Chu Xuan, at this time, as soon as Chu Xuan got Mo Wen's approval, he was no longer polite, and hit out a palm, and the face was torn apart, and the flesh and blood were splashed on the ground.

These guards usually don't care about bullying and bullying ordinary people, they have seen such a tragic scene there, and they all took a few steps back almost at the same time, Chu Xuan freed his hand, turned his head to look at Luan Ping, jumped up, and grabbed again.

Luan Ping still had a Rakshasa girl in front of him at this time, and he couldn't avoid this grab, only to hear a 'click', Luan Ping let out a miserable scream, and one arm was completely useless.

Chu Xuan didn't stop when he saw this, and grabbed Luan Ping's other arm, the Rakshasa woman took the first step, a knife slashed, Luan Ping roared, and the broken arm fell to the ground At the same time, the whole person also shrank because of the severe pain, Chu Xuan had no mercy, and the Rakshasa girl separated from both sides, cutting off Luan Ping's meridians.

Mo Wen stepped forward slowly: "When you killed someone, did you ever think that there would be today?"

"Slow!!Slow!slow!!" Luan Ping rolled on the ground.

Mo Wen's eyes were slightly closed: "Say the last words!"

"You can't kill me!You can't kill me!!" Luan Ping roared.

Mo Wen sneered: "Can't you kill? Why? Can you only kill people, but others can't kill you? I just don't believe it, I will kill you today!!"

"I'm a disciple of the Heavenly Fantasy Pavilion, killing me, you're going to be against the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion!!!You'll have to die too!!" Luan Ping roared.

Mo Wen's eyes widened slightly: "Heavenly Illusion Pavilion?"

"Yes, you know that the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion, one of the nine major factions in the rivers and lakes, dare to kill me, the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion will definitely not let you go!" Luan Ping seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and forgot the pain in his body for a while, only knowing that his life might have to be saved.

Mo Wen was silent for a moment, picked up a steel knife from the ground, turned around and handed it to Xue Rong: "If you want revenge, you can do it." ”

"You dare!!" Luan Ping didn't expect to move out of the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion, Mo Wen actually dared to kill himself: "Let me tell you, my master is Jishi, the outer gate elder of the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion, you dare to kill ......"

Before he finished speaking, the steel knife in Xue Rong's hand had already stabbed into Luan Ping's shoulder: "Slut, you dare!!"

Xue Rong's eyes were filled with endless ferocity, the steel knife was not drawn, but kept stirring, Luan Ping's voice broke the silence, this is not the end, Xue Rong saw that the flesh and blood that had been stirred here were blurred, and changed to the other side.

Luan Ping was still shouting at first, but at this moment, he really couldn't bear the pain: "Kill me, please kill me!"

"Kill you, it's too cheap for you, you killed my father, and everything you did to me, I'm going to break you into pieces, don't worry, it's just the beginning!" Xue Rong's face was full of tears, but it was extremely ferocious.

In the end, Luan Ping didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy, Mo Wen saw that Xue Rong couldn't stop throwing it away, and he wanted to do it again, so he stepped forward and held the steel knife in Xue Rong's hand: "It's enough." ”

"No! I'm going to let him taste all the pain in the world!"

The hatred that has been suppressed for more than two years has erupted at this moment, which is really frightening, although Mo Wen also knows that it is not a pity for Luan Ping to die, but it is still a little unbearable to torture a dying person like this: "Miss Xue, even if you don't kill him, he won't be able to live, it's time to let go of this hatred." ”

"Let it go?" Xue Rong's face was hideous: "I can't let go, kill him, and them! I want them to pay for everything they have done!"

Xue Rong pointed to the surrounding guards, and when everyone heard this, their legs trembled: "Miss, we can't do anything, it's all forced by Luan Ping." ”

Xue Rong laughed wildly: "It's forced, killing my father is forced, what about me!!"

Xue Rong didn't take a step, everyone trembled, and some people prayed and turned their eyes to Mo Wen: "Childe, you have a lot, let us go, we are really wrong!"

Mo Wen sighed, snatched the knife from Xue Rong's hand, and burst into a shout: "Enough!!"

Xue Rong seemed to have just woken up from her madness at this moment, looking at her blood-stained hands and Luan Ping, who was constantly twitching, laughed wildly, fainted, Mo Wen sighed, and hugged Xue Rong: "Get out! Remember everything that happened today, if you dare to do evil again, Luan Ping's fate will be yours!"

As if they had been pardoned, they stumbled out, and for a long time there were several terrible roars in the town, as if this was the only way to vent the fear in their hearts.

"Old Chu, Rakshasa Girl, let's go!"

(End of chapter)