"Hurry, hurry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The urging voice sounded in my ears from time to time, as if there was a ghost chasing behind me, and the speed of the group was already very fast, and now I couldn't wait to grow a pair of wings and fly directly.

There are no ghosts behind him, but there are more terrifying beings than ghosts,

"Master, something is wrong." Stopping and looking at the quiet manor, one of the attendants spoke, looking around vigilantly.

Quiet, so quiet.

"Smack!" The master raised his hand and gave the speaker a slap, "Shut up, timid guy, what's wrong with being quiet, they are all poisoned, so they will naturally be quiet." ”

If the dead who have fallen asleep in the past are in a mess, it is worrying.

The one who was beaten was silent, with an expression that he was wrong and asked the master for forgiveness.

"Don't bother, let's get in quickly." The leader of the master opened his mouth and urged, and walked in first, and the others followed closely behind.

Several people guarded in front of the master, looking at the manor vigilantly, the gate was closed, and the silence was a little weird.

Worried, afraid, but having to move forward.

Glancing at each other, several people who knew each other got together, slowed down, and raised their vigilance.

"Squeak!" With a bang, the person who stepped forward didn't expect that the door was not locked, it was just closed, and it was pushed open with a little force, and the situation behind the door was instantly seen.

Near the gate, several people lay on the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead, motionless, and farther away, there were some people lying down, wearing uniform clothes, holding weapons in their hands, and a few swords were thrown not far from them.

The patrol man was suddenly poisoned and fell unconscious, his weapons were still at hand, but he passed out.

"Haha!" The leader smiled happily, "Let's go, let's go in quickly." ”

The entourage looked at the unconscious people on the ground, and when they passed by, they saw that they were really motionless, and they were vigilant and wanted to make up for it.

"Don't be too troubled." His companion grabbed him and signaled him not to be troublesome, to follow quickly, and not to delay the master's important affairs, "It is important to protect the master." ”

The unconscious can be solved at any time, the situation in the manor is unknown, and the master's side is now in need of protection the most.

"Haha!" The unbridled laughter sounded, looking at the few people lying on the ground in the room, unconscious, the smug look on their faces could no longer be hidden, "Great things can be done." ”

The experiment he had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived.

"Master, something is wrong." The subordinate behind him spoke again.

Every time I was happy, these guys who couldn't look at people's eyes opened their mouths to speak, and they felt panicked halfway through the joy, "Shut up, don't talk." ”

His companion hurriedly pulled him and walked towards the rear, away from his master.

"The master is wise and martial." The sound of patting the sycophants sounded.

"Go, bring them all back." The master commanded, and as soon as the words fell, he changed his words: "The old man is here in person." ”

The ultimate experiment, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Martial Emperor Dynasty, his bloodline must be very good, use him to make pills, after eating it, the magic can be achieved, and immortality can be expected.

On the ground of the study, there were several people lying down, Yunmo, Song Yun, and Ghost Gongzi were all there, obviously several people were discussing things before they fell unconscious.

"The best bloodline." With a muttering mouth, the person also walked over and touched Yunmo's cheek, a sickly glint flashed in his cloudy eyes, "My elixir." ”

The overly excited person didn't notice that where he walked, the unconscious person who was lying on the ground moved his fingers slightly, and the subordinates who followed behind didn't notice either, and in the manor, the unconscious person's eyes blinked slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

"Brush!" The cold light flashed, and the sharp blade was like cutting tofu, and one hand fell directly to the ground, blood splashing.

The dodge was fast, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he almost used all his strength to dodge to the side, but it was still too late, and one arm flew out directly.

"Protect your master." The people behind him shouted, and rushed forward in a swarm, trying to protect the master.

It's late, it's all late.

Everything happened too fast, and after the cold light flashed, the unconscious man jumped up in an instant, and the weapon in his hand slashed towards the nearest enemy, making a fatal move, and blood splashed for a while.

These people who were attacked did not have the slightest preparation before, and after reacting, they were already at a disadvantage, and they could only defend passively, and the chaotic battle ended quickly.

"Patriarch, be careful." The knife is fast, the person is faster, and one person is in front of the old man with a broken arm, and he is dangerously protected in front of the old man, protecting him and fighting and retreating.

The old man lost one hand, and the other hand was also seriously injured, and when he saw his own people coming, he was finally able to catch his breath and ordered, "Quickly, we retreat." ”

"Okay." The voice of the person who came was a little weird, and the anxious old man didn't notice it, and as soon as he took a step to turn around and run away, the whole person stiffened there, and looked at the person in front of him with shocked eyes, "Why?" ”

"Because you deserve to die." The man said word by word, removing the disguise with a bone-chilling face.

Aren't you afraid of death? The old man stared at Killing Thousand Knives without blinking, his body was weak, and he was completely silent.

Killing a thousand knives held the patriarch with one hand, what he was more afraid of than death was that he would not have the face to see the murdered parents after death, but fortunately, everything was about to end, and he would be able to free himself immediately.

"Oh no, the patriarch was killed." The panicked sound of killing a thousand knives sounded, and it was clearly transmitted in the battle between the two sides.

Like an enraged hound, Kill Thousand Knives guarded the corpse of the patriarch to the death, not allowing anyone to approach.

The people's hearts were in turmoil, Yunmo and the ghost boy led people to take the opportunity to attack, and the people of the hidden family, who were already at a disadvantage, were even more defeated, and almost seventy percent of their combat effectiveness was sharply reduced, and only the remaining thirty percent were still wounded.

The white tiger stunned and killed a thousand knives with one palm, put the person on his back, and escaped with the few people left around him, leaving his life in danger.

The battle in the manor was coming to an end, and the captives were contained.

"Clean up." Yun Mo commanded, signaling everyone to clean up the blood stains in the manor, so as not to let Song Wan'er speak after coming out, and turned around and strode away.

"It's really long-winded." Song Yun complained, gave a few words of advice, turned around and followed, looking at the direction and going back to his house.

The disgusted eyes swept over his body, a fierce battle, his body was covered with messy blood, and he had to wash it well before he could come out to meet people.

Liuzhou and Zuo Ming glanced at each other, resigned themselves to stay to clean up the battlefield and deal with everything, and at the same time did not forget to ask the people in the manor to prepare hot water for them, and when they finished cleaning up the manor, they would hurry up and clean up themselves.