There are so many hidden weapons in the sky that I feel my scalp tingle when I look at it, and I don't mention avoiding it safely, even if I face it, there is a huge pressure on my heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Besides, the desperate Lang Jun is still juggling and constantly firing hidden weapons, and it seems that he will not stop for a while. I don't know what mysterious tricks he relied on, all the hidden weapons that came to him seemed to be ordinary, but they flew and flew, and suddenly changed an angle, and the trajectory of the flight was very different from the previous moment, erratic, unpredictable, but they all seemed to have eyes, no matter how they changed, the ultimate goal was still inseparable from the man in white who was busy dodging.

Sure enough, the secret weapon in this hand has opened the eyes of many people, and at the same time, invisibly, the evaluation of the desperate Langjun has been higher, and he asks himself if he can protect himself safely under so many and tricky hidden weapons, and has such a great self-confidence, after all, self-confidence is not conceit, conceit is murderous.

The so-called imp who can urge the imp is not called out in vain.

Bai Yi followed the figure at this time, sometimes left and sometimes right, looking not much flustered, but more calm. It was as if the imp was striding leisurely, just walking in the dense rain.

No matter how heavy the rain is, it is still rain, how can it hurt people?

He turned around lightly, jumped, always moved just in times of crisis, avoided hidden weapons in time, and the courage to face it alone was no longer something ordinary people could have, let alone a smart body.

How desperate Lang Jun is desperate, how can he make a lot of effort, just trying to make a wedding dress, it is estimated that in the eyes of that person, it is no different from the juggling, he has enough self-esteem in the secret weapon industry, when has it ever made people look down on him like this, he blackened his whole face, and said viciously: "You forced me." ”

The hand was wiped to the waist, and a belt flew down, it turned out that there was a mechanism, and there was a layer of belt under the belt, but the belt was very eye-catching, and it looked closely, it was actually made of a delicate and delicate small flying knife, and it was surrounded around the waist, as if it was tied to a ring made of iron sheets.

He pulled out a small knife, different from ordinary flying knives, the tip of the knife is narrow, bent by a special processing of a small arc, and the end becomes a hook and loop like a fish hook, the same small, the same sharp, if the strong knife is sturdy, the hook and loop into the flesh, and then want to pull it out, it must be very difficult, at that time it is not just a knife wound as simple, during the period to pull out but can not pull out the pain can be imagined.

Someone shrunk his neck, he didn't want to experience this feeling.

Desperately, Lang Jun shot out with both hands, and the ten flying knives flew out in response, stirring the slight vibration of the air flow, with a "hissing" sound, listening carefully, like a snake spitting letters, this is a danger signal, these ten flying knives must be as dangerous as the snakes spitting letters, and even more than snakes, because they are faster and more deadly than snakes.

The eyes are on the ten flying knives, but few people notice the secret movements of Lang Jun desperately, but seeing that he is holding a knife in his right hand at some point, the little thumb hooks the tail of the knife, and the other four fingers clamp the knife body, the posture of holding the knife is particularly strange and strange, not long after the ten flying knives flew out, his wrist shook vigorously, and the flying knife in his hand came out of his hand, and it did not make any sound, which was really secretive.

Under the cover of the ten flying knives, this hand is actually his real killer move, which shows that the desperate Lang Jun is meticulous, insidious and vicious.

The direction in which the knife went was not the direction of urging the imp, but approaching his left oblique, which was very different from the target, and if it followed such a route, it would only rush all the way to the wall in front of it, and even the corners of the imp's clothes would not even touch it.

The desperate Lang Jun, who is known as accurate, how could there be such a big mistake at a distance almost close to him?

Missed, or ......

Desperately, Lang Jun secretly hooked the corners of his mouth, and he actually smiled, smiling so sinisterly.

Urging the little ghost to slide backwards, his feet dragged two clear scratches on the ground, in front of him, there were ten flying knives in hot pursuit, the knife bloomed cold, especially the tip of the knife is particularly eye-catching, sharp momentum, you can feel the skin stinging through the air.

The material from which I want to make the knife must not be ordinary, it is not ordinary iron.

Urging the imp to retreat, the throwing knife to chase after him, and not far behind him is a table. There were guests at the table before, but when they saw this situation, the guests abandoned the seat, they didn't want to be innocently implicated, and if they made a big fuss, they would die.

Maybe it was under their guidance, in short, on a line behind the little ghost, walking, hiding, there was no one left, but a particularly spacious "road" was made.

The imp was still retreating, getting closer and closer to the nearest table, and when he was about to touch it, he suddenly stepped on his feet, forced, stopped, and in a short moment, the galloping flying knife came violently.

With a calm flick of his wrist, a blank piece of paper immediately unfolded, and the fan that had been closed in his hand lit up at this time.

The person who urged the little ghost to have many hallmark characteristics, a cold and unchanging face, the white clothes he had worn for many years, and the two things he wore with him, one was the book on his chest, and the other was the fan in his hand.

At the beginning of the book, he had seen it, but few people saw him open the fan in his hand, because most of the people he had seen it were dead.

So the secret of his fan has become a mystery.

Now that the fan has finally opened, it is inevitable that people's eyes will not widen, but many people will be disappointed after taking a look.

The fan is an origami fan that can be seen everywhere, there are no pictures on the paper, let alone ink, it is empty, like the snow outside the house and the white clothes on his body. I thought there would be something special, such as special materials, exquisite workmanship, and even the strange magic that would see blood when opened.

Maybe he just used it to fan the wind, or maybe he thought that white clothes with a fan were more elegant.

Anyway, the fan was opened. The already handsome imp also adds the elegance of the so-called literati, but the inn is basically a big old man, few have read a book, and some can't even recognize the words.

Since ancient times, the literati and scholars have disdained vulgar people, and vulgar people have disdained to be in the company of those noble people.

Urging the imp to die was not just spreading out the fan, he shook the fan violently, and there was a lot of wind in the fan, but it was his luck in the fan, and he was angry with his strength. The wind was strong, and the flying knife was forced to slow down the momentum, and then the fan stood horizontally, and with a wave, "Ding Ding" flew the flying knife, and the fan made of paper became as hard as steel at this time, and Rao was as sharp as a flying knife, which could not penetrate the fan, even if it left scratches.

Only now did I understand that maybe this fan was not just used to build momentum.

I didn't expect him to catch the flying knife in such a way, I didn't expect it to be sitting, I didn't expect it to be standing, and I didn't expect it to be desperate.

But he didn't think it mattered if he didn't think about it. His purpose has been achieved.

He didn't laugh and said, "You're dead." “

Whether you pay attention or not, the flying knife that deviates far away has already crossed an arc in the air, breaking the known concept of people and going around in a circle, when it appeared, it was already behind the back of the imp, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the back of his heart.

The little ghost is a human, not a ghost, and he doesn't have long eyes behind him, so he naturally can't see the knife that has been hidden for a long time, and then it is revealed that it is hideous.

But there is a kind of man, although he is human, but he is more terrible than a ghost.

Everyone was stunned, and desperately Lang Jun was also stunned.

The knife that had been flying for a long time did not pierce the body of the imp as imagined, and there was a hand that appeared behind the back and forcibly stopped the flying knife.

At this time, the only conspicuous ones were the two fingers, the middle finger and the index finger, and the flying knife sandwiched in the center.

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