Qing Huan had never seen so many people wearing silver clothes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

From the top to the boots, they are all dazzling silver and white. There were more than 20 men, similar in height and shortness, fat and thin, all dressed in the same clothes, wearing silver masks on their faces, and exuding a cold and hard aura all over their bodies.

The leader shook his wrist and drew the long knife at his waist, and the remaining twenty men also drew their blades in unison, all of which were narrow-edged long knives of the same standard.

Then, there was a one-sided slaughter that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the cat-faced villagers died in a pool of blood before they could even scream.

Not a drop of blood touched the silver garment of any of them.

Seeing this, "Zhang Yi" spread his angry claws wildly, and his appearance became more and more hideous, like inky black mist gushing out from his mouth and nose, and instantly attacked the silver-clothed man closest to her.

Qing Huan and the others hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, but the silver-clothed people seemed to be unaffected by the black fog.

But seeing that the person who was attacked retreated to the side, he had three long knives slashing towards "Zhang Yi" from three directions. The castration is not slow, but the life of "Zhang Yi" has been sealed. As soon as the two sides clashed, "Zhang Yi" had already been hit in the left chest, screamed wildly, and fled quickly into the distance. The silver-clad people fled as if they had not seen it at all.

Qing Huan and the others were dumbfounded.

Tu Fang Yanhui pushed Qing Huan and said in a low voice: "This is ...... Your people? ”

Qing Huan shook his head with Ning Hao, and asked in turn, "Didn't you send it from your family?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Tu Fang Yanhui said, "The Tu Fang family and the Xue family are both loyal ministers of His Majesty, where will they hide it privately...... This kind of combat power. ”

The words fell, and the four of them looked at Ning Xin outside the prison together. Ning Xin shook his head innocently, obviously ignorant of nothing.

Twenty well-proportioned silver-clothed men stood neatly and neatly, and none of them spoke, and even their breathing seemed to have no sound.

The silver-clad leader standing in front of these twenty people pulled out three steps from the cell door, and the silver long knife flew out, swirled around the pillar of light, and fell back into his hand.

The pillars of light are all gone.

Qing Huan and Ning Hao hurriedly went out of the prison, helped Ning Xin up, and thanked the silver-clothed leader. The man lowered his head and glanced at them, and Qing Huan looked in from the uncovered eyes of the mask, and immediately caught a look of contempt in the eyes of this person.

The eyes are very pale brown. Unlike the Central Plains.

This was the preliminary conclusion she had reached, and before she could turn one more corner in her mind, she saw that among the silver-clothed men standing in a row, one person stepped forward in one step out of every four rooms, and with the same movement in her hand, there was one more thing in front of her.

Coffin.

The five are exactly the same, square, gloomy and dark coffin!

The five silver-clothed men who came out of the queue slapped back, and the coffin lid flicked to the side. Then the silver-clad men came towards them in twos and twos. Regardless of the resistance of Tu Fangyanhui and Xue Jingxi, they were put in the coffin first.

Subsequently, the coffin was covered.

Since their appearance, these people have not said a word or acted so strangely. Qing Huan and Ning Hao still have the power to resist, so how can they be obedient. But it was only a matter of three or two efforts, and they didn't even need the silver-clad leader to make a personal move, and both of them were stuffed into the coffin. No matter how much they asked or scolded, the other party did not react at all.

When the lid of the coffin was closed, it could no longer be opened, and Lingluan could not penetrate it. Qing Huan felt that he was being lifted up, and then he kept flying forward steadily. She banged desperately on the wall of the coffin, but the silver-clothed man outside didn't make a sound, but the sound of her companions banging on the coffin with her came to her ears.

I don't know how long the time in the darkness has passed. Qing Huan listened desperately, wanting to hear the voices of those silver-clothed people talking, or, judging where they had arrived by the sounds around them.

However, no one spoke. Wherever they walked, sometimes it seemed like they were in the mountains, for she heard the chirping of birds. Most of the time, she couldn't tell the direction at all, and she couldn't guess what the identity of these people was, and what was the purpose of kidnapping them?

The only thing I know is that the abilities of this group of people are appalling.

Qing Huan was worried in his heart, only in the sound of knocking on the coffin from time to time, knowing that his companions were still safe, could he calm down a little.

The coffin was finally placed on the ground.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and the light came.

In fact, the light was not very bright, but for Qing Huan, who had not seen the light of day for a long time, he was suddenly stabbed and couldn't open his eyes. Then, she heard Ning Hao's voice open his mouth and scolding angrily, "What kind of people are you, what do you want to ......do when you brought us here?"

The sound of the slap falling down, and Ning Hao's angry scolding came to an abrupt end. Ning Hao was beaten and fell to the ground again, blood spilling from his lips.

"Ning Ning!"

"Sister!"

Qing Huan and Ning Xin rushed forward together, lying in the coffin for a long time, but their feet were soft.

The silver-robed leader leaned down slightly, looked at Ning Hao, and then finally said the first words they had said since they met her-

"If you make any more noise, you'll cut out your tongue."

The voice of the exit was very young.

The silvermen were gone, and only the five of them were left in the dungeon. The five empty coffins were also missing.

It turned out that it was just a different place to go to prison, but this cell was very large.

But no matter how big the cage is, it is still a cage.

Ning Xin sat on the ground with his knees crossed, with a frightened look on his face, wanting to speak for a while, and swallowing back the words that came to his mouth for a while, as if he wanted to know something, but he was afraid to know something.

Qing Huan knew what this little girl was thinking. The words that he reluctantly confided in his previous urgency were obviously shocking to Ning Xin. But she really didn't know how to explain it to this little girl, and to tell the truth, it was too cruel.

Tu Fang Yanhui leaned lazily against the wall, but his expression was full of indifference.

Xue Jingxi sat next to him and didn't speak.

Qing Huan treated Ning Hao's injuries, but fortunately, the spiritual power could still be used freely, and the light wood spirit slowly bypassed Ning Hao's red and swollen cheeks.

The strength of that group of people is too much higher than them. Before the doubts of the village were resolved, all kinds of new doubts followed--who are these people? What is this place? What does it mean to be captured but not killed?

"I know who that person is." Ning Hao gritted his teeth and whispered in her ear, "As long as I don't die one day, I will definitely get this slap back." ”

Qing Huan exclaimed: "Who is it?" ”

"You've seen this guy too." Ning Hao stared at her.

Qing Huan became more and more surprised when he heard this, "Tell me who it is." ”

"On the night when Feng Yanpu came into the world, the five of us were walking outside the town at four o'clock, and we met the Immortal Venerables and beat the three of them violently. Do you remember? ”

Qing Huan nodded, "And then?" ”

Then, there was a teenager who provoked Haruka Miyagi. It was he who stole your jade pendant......"

Qing Huan suddenly realized, she only remembered that it was a young man with foreign characteristics, but she couldn't remember the specifics. But she noticed that the eyes of the silver-clothed leader were indeed not something that the Central Plains people could have.

(To be continued.) )