Holding his breath, he lowered the body temperature of his breath and waited for the leader on the wall to give up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dong Qinghe didn't know what they did, and could only infer from the breath that it was not the right way, at least the spirit and spirit were not so formal.

Luo Chen was on the roof in the distance, and when the leader reached the head of the wall, he sank down and fell into the courtyard, but fortunately, the people in this room were sleeping soundly.

Dong Qinghe didn't dare to move to the crack in the wall, for fear of shading the light, and someone careful inside would find out.

She could only secretly hope that the people inside would say it, and as long as there was a little sound, she would be able to hear it clearly, instead of just guessing like now.

Her instincts have always been accurate, there must be something wrong with this group of people, and it has something to do with her or the people around her.

In the hazy moonlight, Luo Chen also came over, and instead of stopping Dong Qinghe's behavior, he helped her look inside, hoping to help her, the people inside were probably too secretive, and there was no sound, let alone words.

This is a system of communication of its own, and there is no need to use the voice to speak.

Dong Qinghe made a gesture, and Luo Chen nodded knowingly.

Move to the opposite roof and peek in.

Inside, there were more than a dozen people, all wearing weapons, surrounding the leader, who were constantly gesticulating.

Side to the leader. She couldn't see exactly what she was having, it seemed to be a battle plan or something.

Suddenly, in the courtyard next door, a figure rose silently like a ghost, condescendingly, just diagonally opposite Luo Chen's seat.

Oops!

The most taboo thing about this kind of confidential matter is that it is known by outsiders, and no matter how much it knows, it must be killed after all.

Looking at the man's eyes, he sharply locked on Luo Chen, who was evacuating to the other side, Dong Qinghe felt that there was obviously a killing intent coming out of that person's body.

It was with the people in the courtyard opposite.

I can only start first, grab the tiles next to me at will, and throw them over, this is the night, I am afraid that there will be some hidden weapons, such as cow hair needles. Luo Chen is not a person in the rivers and lakes, in case he catches his way.

This person was diagonally in front of Dong Qinghe, and he didn't see her, but when he heard the sound of the tiles breaking through the air, he completely understood, and his feelings and accomplices.

I'm afraid that he won't show up, and he's afraid that these thieves won't succeed.

With a flick of his sleeves, he came with the sound of breaking the air, and the tiles weighing dozens of catties were beaten back by him at once.

Dong Qinghe dodged and avoided it.

This voice naturally attracted the attention of more than a dozen people in the courtyard, and they all got up and wanted to go out to intercept and kill the thief.

Before I reached the wall, I saw a figure suddenly appear, the long sword shook, and the momentum of ten thousand jun fell, the sword flower was striking, and the gang wind with authentic and profound internal strength followed, attacking everyone in the process of raising qi.

In the air, his feet had not yet fallen on the ground, his strength was greatly reduced, and he hurriedly met the enemy, and several people who were half a step ahead were beaten down alive and suffered internal injuries.

Damn, I didn't expect that there were still people hiding below waiting for them.

The long sword flew over, and Luo Chen's supernatural swordsmanship dragged down the people below, but all those who came up were beaten down by him one by one because of the following attack, and only a few people went to the other side, turning and going to the opposite side.

There was no time to take care of it, Luo Chen decided to clean up the people who were injured by him at the beginning, and then go to the back to support, he had seen Dong Qinghe's kung fu, not too worried, but these people, this is a civilian area, the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and it would be miserable if the innocent were injured.

"Who are you?"

Luo Chen stabbed down with a sword and asked the people below.

The leader happened to be below, and he was depressed for a while when he heard this, and he almost vomited blood, it turned out that others didn't know about it at all, which was really a disaster.

Whether you know it or not, you have already reached a step, and you can't hesitate any longer, you can kill it with your sword, and hold a dagger at your waist with the other hand.

On the other side, the battle between Dong Qinghe and the people on the opposite side also raged.

The fight between the two sides was not close to each other, but using the tiles under each other, and the tiles formed a wall and pushed it sideways, and they were beaten back with both palms.

This is a competition of pure internal strength, the person in brown clothes here looks at a little girl, how deep the internal force can be, and he feels that he can win nine times out of ten, and he may not be able to shock her to death.

Unexpectedly, when he really handed it over, he was a little weaker, injured by his internal strength, and his breath in his body was unstable.

"Hmph. ”

Dong Qinghe pushed his palm and knocked dozens of tiles over, and he also passed with the tile wall, and at the same time, with a shake of his hands, he took off a pair of earrings from his ears, shot into the main house opposite the courtyard, and nailed them to the chair.

This is an apology to the owners here, because the tiles of several of their houses are gone, and they are frightened, and they have to make up for something.

With the tiles, Dong Qinghe also deceived himself to the front, and the person in brown clothes did not avoid it, and directly raised his palm to prepare to meet him.

Both of them laughed secretly, their hearts snickering.

The brown man in this hand is very particular about his hands, he has practiced poisonous sand palms, which are extracted from the poisonous scorpion's tail poison, and then fused with the palm power of iron sand.

This palm technique is not only extremely powerful, has the ability to open mountains and crack stones, but also contains poison, which can be said to be a nirvana, no matter who is with him, he will definitely die.

Dong Qinghe was also secretly glad that she could see the mystery of these palms at a glance, where could she really be hit.

No matter what kind of poison it is, she is not afraid, not to mention the poison of the five poisons that she is most familiar with, as for the palm power, hum, she really doesn't care.

A pair of upper palms, the internal force was excited, "pop!", Dong Qinghe took a step back, and his qi and blood surged a little.

The person on the opposite side did not retreat a single step, and stood still without moving.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he stood unsteadily, with an incredible expression.

Beside her, the rest of the people besieged her, wanting to bully her more and take her down.

Ignoring the people who attacked, the figure shuttled to the man in brown like a ghost, which was obviously the main master, much more powerful than the others.

The Mingyue hand she taught, with an elegant name and a beautiful posture, is a red powder poison, extremely deadly, and it is a palm technique handed down by Mingxin Lanzu, and few people have practiced it.

Dong Qinghe originally had the upper hand, and when he saw the move, he hit the key point, and the people in brown clothes under his men had already vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

Unexpectedly, if he was careless, he lost all the games, and he was beaten by a little girl until he had no power to fight back.

Touching the blood at the corner of his mouth, he let out a "phew" and took out a dagger from his arms.

This is quenched poison, seeing the poison that seals his throat with blood, the blade is also extremely sharp, but most of what he practices is horizontal kung fu, and he can't use weapons on weekdays.

Kick up two tiles with your foot, hold one in one hand, and attack them with extreme intensity.

Relying on these two tiles to block the dagger, he kicked the dagger over, grabbed it with his backhand, and stabbed it out.

The man in brown clothes blocked it with his hand, but he didn't expect that Dong Qinghe had already infused his internal force and directly stabbed a penetration.