Since he got the Chixiao Sword, Xiao Yu rarely used this guy again.

Now, gently holding it in his hand again, Xiao Yu felt a kind of excitement for no reason.

It's obviously getting closer and closer to the two guys who just fell.

Facing the waist of the slightly short and chubby guy, Xiao Yu exerted three points of strength and swiped lightly with the dagger.

Before the large puddle of blood spread, Xiao Yumeng turned around and swam back towards the shade of the tree where he had just hidden.

The guy who was scratched immediately stopped and scolded loudly with a pale face:

"Haotian, you white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, and a turtle son who is indiscriminate! Lose Lao Tzu or treat you like that, you treat Lao Tzu like this? secretly killed Lao Tzu, thinking that he would kill Lao Tzu first, and then, you will go back to hand in the task and put all the blame on Lao Tzu?! What's more, my old Wu is blind, why don't you usually see that you are such a vicious and sinister villain! ”

The one named Haotian stood there stunned, and asked with some incomprehension:

"Old Wu, what are you talking about? I Haotian, when did it overshadow you? ”

The one named Lao Wu immediately scolded hoarsely:

"Pretend, still pretending to be in front of Lao Tzu! A person who dares to do something that he doesn't dare to recognize, a cowardice who kills a thousand knives! You said, you didn't hurt Lao Tzu, then you can tell me, how did Lao Tzu's waist injury come about? ! ”

A thick palm was scooped down, and sure enough, there were a lot of scarlet blood stains.

Haotian couldn't help but be shocked:

"This thing, how do we Haotian know! Ouch! ”

I only felt a sharp pain somewhere on my body, and Haotian felt that somewhere in my body was rapidly cracking into two halves.

In the midst of the severe pain, Haotian seemed to wake up suddenly, and scolded loudly:

"What a good old thing! first coaxed Haotian to stop talking, and then black-handed your Haoye! I fought with you! ”

The two thick men suddenly scuffled desperately in the cold pool.

Holding the dagger, Xiao Yu swam silently in the water.

Just now, after diving over and taking a breath, Xiao Yu quietly dived back again, and stabbed the buttocks called Haotian hard.

In other words, after putting up with these two guys for a long time, Xiao Yu really couldn't find even the slightest reason to show mercy to the two of them.

On the contrary, listening to the two of them fighting viciously in the water, Xiao Yu felt much more comfortable.

Blood debts must be repaid in blood, this sentence has been passed down from generation to generation for so long in the mouths of many people, and sure enough, it has its own truth.

The secluded pool water was very cold, just right, and slowly extinguished a lot of heat in Xiao Yu's body.

The sound of those heavy fights seemed to be very exciting, which made Xiao Yu, who was floating silently like a big fish in the shade of that tree, feel a little relieved.

Let's fight, let's fight, both of them will be killed together to be clean.

With a straw stick in his mouth, Xiao Yu thought hatefully.

I don't know how long it took for those ugly sounds of fighting to gradually subside. Above the quiet cold pool, there were just two dilapidated groups full of blood smell that each had made their heads swollen and their faces swollen.

Xiao Yu was about to swim over to take a look, when he heard a bass as nice as a harp, and said in a low voice on the edge of the cold pool: