A snow ball flew up, grabbed the young man's collar and cooed twice, spread his short limbs, and flew into the woods, the young man's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and two people in Xuanyi who were already covered in colorful clothes rushed up, dragging him and running away with the white group. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dou Ying's beautiful eyes smiled, her hand tightly tugged at the belt hanging from the tree, and the figure had already swept towards the pursuers like lightning, before anyone arrived, like the thin fingers of the onion had broken through the air, and more than a dozen green rays of light shot out from the fingertips, tearing the bright sun that shot down from Ye Feng, rolling up the fierce wind, and hitting their throats.

A few screams, like knives and leaves, cut through their neck arteries accurately, and blood splattered, overwhelming a forest.

With only one move, it is fast and accurate, and the tricky and vicious angle of the shot is even more unimaginable.

Dou Ying is proud, this is a hidden weapon described in the "The Art of Qimen Dunjia" created by the master of Yan's family, plus her modern brain, the structure of the pistol is fused with the structure of this hidden weapon, and it is like a finger sleeve, staying on the finger, and what is shot out is a silver needle, but it is all smeared with medicine.

Anyway, there are many kinds of medicines in the big forest.

The rest stared in horror at a few of the people who fell to the ground clutching their necks, blood gushing out, and in a few moments they pouted.

They were all shocked and their faces were like dust, and when they looked up again, where were the women?

Like a ghost in a dream, there is no trace, and the woods are quiet again, and the occasional sound of fluttering birds can be heard.

"One step closer, it's you who dies......" A gust of wind blew, and a bewitching female voice wrapped around their ears.

Picking leaves and flying flowers, and transmitting sound for thousands of miles are all the supreme knowledge of martial arts, I didn't expect that women who are not as tall as them can use it freely, where are there still people who dare to move, and after ten seconds, the living people have long been scattered and run without a trace.

Dou Ying proudly threw away the horn made of big leaves, she never got tired of scaring and scaring people, she was very good at it.

Turned his head and quickly caught up with the three people who ran away.

"Thank you, girl. The Xuanyi man endured the sharp pain in his chest, covered the bleeding wound, and saluted the tall girl standing in front of him.

Dou Ying casually picked up an herb on the ground and stuffed it into her mouth to chew, leaning against the trunk of the tree and looking leisurely at the young man who was sitting far away and ignoring herself and only caring about dressing the medicine.

Nasal snort, what the hell, I've seen a lot of people who pretend to be B, and I've never seen anything like this, I knew to let him sprinkle a few catties of blood.

The Xuanyi man was also wearing a mask, and a pair of ink eyes looked at her a little strangely.

glanced at the young man in white who was silent, thought about it, took out a gold ingot from his arms, and just wanted to speak.

Dou Ying's eyes lit up, she snorted, spit out the herbs in her mouth, her pink lips pursed slightly, and her cunning eyes flashed.

"Thank you for not needing, human life should be very valuable, look at the clothing and temperament of your master, you will know that the family background is superior, and life will be even more valuable, so let's not say that the seventh master sits on the ground and starts the price, a life is one hundred taels of gold, the price of the table is doubled!"

The man in the dark clothes opened his mouth, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

Obviously a woman, but she said that she was the seventh master?

Dou Ying shook her head and muttered, "One hundred taels of gold is really too little, but forget it, who made the Seventh Master so kind-hearted?"

Mink Mei stood on her shoulder, looked sideways slightly, nu pink nose, hummed: You are kind, there is no money greedy ghost in the world!

Dou Ying understands the feelings of the little beast who loves beauties, but she just can't get used to seeing such an arrogant noble son, not to mention that she still needs money to compensate the master for the 180 plates, and she will not be soft on the face of money!

Who let her grandfather leave her here, and treat her as if she was not in the world!

She is as sad as she wants.