To go, or not to go!

Quietly turned his head to look, and in an instant, there was a whirlwind on his head, his teeth were bitten, his heart was ruthless, and he suddenly grabbed the black sack not far away, turned around and was about to escape.

Suddenly startled, suddenly noticed that the black sack seemed to be filled with lead water as heavy as Mount Tai, turned around and was about to scold, suddenly the pupils shrank, but I don't know when the tension replaced the black sack, and it was his shirt that he was holding in his hand, and instinctively raised his right hand to swing the knife and slashed, and with a bang, some dazzling sparks burst out.

Zhao Hu couldn't hit it, he immediately took three steps back, hurriedly looked left and right with a look of joy on his face, regardless of the safety of his little brother, stretched out his hand, pushed the tension that was about to catch up with him, and then turned around and ran to a seemingly flat street.

As everyone knows, as soon as he stepped in with his front foot, wow! The scene in front of him changed suddenly, and under the dim light, there was a fear that he could not speak.

I glanced back apprehensively, and saw that there was no abnormal movement on the empty street except for the occasional cold wind, and the panic that hit my mind was slightly weakened, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat slumped in the corner, panting motionless with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice: "What, don't let Lao Tzu catch you next time, otherwise Lao Tzu will not be surnamed Zhao." ”

"You don't have a next time." Zhang Li said slowly like a dead man.

"Who?" Zhao Hu grabbed it suddenly, picked up the machete that fell beside him in a panic, and raised his eyes to see that the person he least wanted to see in his life was standing opposite, and staring at Zhang Li's smile like a soul messenger from hell, which made him have a creepy illusion.

The trembling hands clenched the machete in his hand, and his longing eyes were like a ship drifting alone in the ocean, as if he had grasped the last life-saving straw in his life, and said: Why do you want to kill everything, I just use people's money to work for others, why is this? ”

"Just because"

As soon as the words came out of two words, the Qiling thorn in Zhang Li's hand was pulled and raised, and he raised an arc, pounce! The sharp ramp stabbed deep into Zhao Hu's skull, as if there was no chance to call for help, and he was killed with one blow.

He squinted at Zhao Hu, who didn't understand what was going on until he died, as if he was not killing a person, but a cat and a dog on the street, and sneered: If you stand in the wrong team, you should pay a heavy price and even your life, no one can be an exception. ”

People seem to be getting more and more cold-blooded!

The cold night seems to be getting more and more bleak!

Blood, it seems to be getting a little thicker!

The same ruthlessness, the same murderous spirit, the same frightening, the only difference is that some raindrops are falling in the sky for some reason.

But the raindrops under the night, like countless sharp knives, shone with a murderous cold light in the dim light, and slammed into every corner of the earth.

Zheng!

The two of them who fought in the rain retreated with one blow, Peng Jun raised his head slightly, glanced at Xu Zhi opposite with a sharp gaze, and the Qiling thorn in his hand waved his hand, and immediately threw out a rain sword, and the raindrops sprinkled where he passed avoided and dodged a road.

Xu Zhi looked at it coldly, his pupils suddenly shrank, a trace of panic flashed, he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and the machete in his hand was horizontal, and the rain sword that rushed from then on was split in half, and fell to the ground with raindrops.

As expected, and as expected, Peng Jun did not leak an extra look when he saw this scene, and he jumped and slashed in the air, and then slashed down on Xu Zhi's head.

Lunatic!

Xu Zhi cursed in a low voice, and raised his machete to block it, but surprisingly, after waiting for a full quarter of an hour, he was surprised to find that he did not encounter the imaginary ring.

Looking up suspiciously, pounce! Unexpectedly, it was a stab in the void, a mechanical movement raised his right hand, instinctively wiped the blood flowing in his chest, and then looked at the ridicule in Peng Jun's eyes, and wanted to shout loudly, but found that he couldn't speak, and his left hand suspended in mid-air seemed to be grasping something, clutching his bloody neck, and lying straight in the sewage.

Peng Jun stretched out his hand, pulled out the Qiling thorn that left only half of it, wiped it slowly, turned around and disappeared into the rainy night.

The next morning, the clear blue sky added a touch of red, and a burst of earthy aroma accompanied by a breeze hit, and a shy girl appeared with a different charm.

A ray of sunlight sprinkled down, through a layer of mist like a light veil, through the crystal clear glass like beautiful jade, shining on the cheeks of the beautiful woman, the slightly moving eyes slowly opened, and suddenly felt a dazzling morning light, stretched out the jade arm and gently blocked it, and the eyes stayed on the cheeks that women were jealous of.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes may be a long time.

Ah Luo Jianfeng let out a soft shout, his eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light shot out, but it was very short, and it flashed.

Looking sideways, he pressed on Xiahou Xue's body domineeringly, regardless of her resistance, he pushed hard, only to hear a muffled snort, which opened the prelude to an early morning anaerobic exercise.

Half an hour later, Luo Jianfeng turned over and got out of bed, touched Xiahou Xue's cheek lovingly, and said: Let you go for the time being today, and after you recover your strength at night, you must be asked to lose your armor. ”

"What?" Xiahou Xue exclaimed weakly, stared at Luo Jianfeng who was getting dressed angrily, and said: "Childe must not know how to pity Xiang Xiang and cherish jade, I will go and protest with Sister Yu, Sister Fei'er and Sister Han later, otherwise"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before he finished speaking, there was another knock on the door, and then he heard a slightly tired voice, "Childe, I'm back, can I go in?" ”

Luo Jianfeng's face was slightly stunned, a touch of pity flashed in the depths of his eyes, he opened the door one step and two steps, and lay on the bed on his side, staring at Su Han with a haggard face, and said: Hard work, I"

No!

Su Han stretched out a finger and snuggled on Luo Jianfeng's lips, and then tightened his body like a Persian cat, and said softly: As long as I can help my son, I am willing. ”

Then without waiting for Luo Jianfeng's answer, he said again: The things explained yesterday have almost been done, and Peng Jun and they are finishing up, but there are still some diehards who want to see you for the last time, and it seems that they are talking about something about the upper realm. ”

"Well, I know, the task for you today is to nourish your spirit, or you will come back to serve in the family at night." As she spoke, her two fingers scratched Su Han's nose, and then helped her take off her coat, shoes and other clothes, and then explained to Xiahou Xue, turned around and left the room.

In the hall, Zhang Li, Peng Jun and others were lying on the sofa crookedly, although their cheeks were full of exhaustion, but the Qiling thorn in their hands did not show the slightest sign of falling, and suddenly heard the sound from the staircase, their eyes suddenly opened, turned their heads to look, and after seeing the person clearly, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and said in unison: Childe. ”

Well!

Luo Jianfeng snorted, sat on the main seat on the side, glanced coldly at Wang Ao and the others who were kneeling on the ground, and suddenly fixed his eyes on a middle-aged man with a sense of familiarity, stretched out his hand and said: Bring it over. ”

Hey!

Zhang Li, who was sitting lazily on the sofa, was startled, followed Luo Jianfeng's gaze, and suddenly let out an incredible low cry, frowned, and said secretly: Isn't this a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, the family doesn't know the family anymore, and the good thing that Wang Balamb did actually caught the wrong person. ”

The worried eyes glanced at Luo Jianfeng, whose face was becoming more and more gloomy, and could only secretly pray that God would not punish him too harshly later, turned around and "politely" "pleased" the middle-aged man, and said: Uncle Ouyang, you are not injured. ”

When Ouyang Yuhao heard this, his embarrassed old face turned red, and he glanced at Luo Jianfeng with a little dodgy in his eyes, and his heart was helpless and mixed with a trace of remorse, he thought that he would take this opportunity to win the Luo family in one fell swoop last night, but he didn't expect that he would fall short in the end, not only losing his wife and soldiers, but also being caught, which made him have to reassess the power controlled by Luo Jianfeng.

Thinking of the time when his daughter Ouyang Qian's eyes were full of meaning, and his expression of wanting to stop talking, he had a sense of remorse, but a trace of hideousness appeared on his cheeks, and the momentum on his body changed and he immediately looked at Luo Jianfeng.

However, just a few seconds later, the tough momentum turned into decadence, and his brows tightened as if he had been struggling for a long time, before he said vaguely: Luo Shao, long time no see. ”

"Really?"

Luo Jianfeng banged on the table with one hand, suddenly turned into a fist with one hand, and slammed it, his sharp gaze was like a sharp knife, and it was fiercely inserted into Ouyang Yuhao's eyes, making him feel a trance of temporary blindness.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Luo Jianfeng was covered with an invisible layer of cold air all over his body, which made him awe-inspiring and frightened, instinctively took a step back, and said urgently: What do you want to do? I'm the father of my lover, you can't kill me. ”

"No, you're mistaken, killing you will only dirty my hands." As he spoke, Luo Jianfeng turned around and sat back in his original position, and the silent air resounded with the rhythmic sound of knocking on the table.

raised his head and showed a deep smile, but this smile made Ouyang Yuhao feel chills as if he had fallen into the abyss, he looked at the panic left and right, and finally returned to Luo Jianfeng's body with eager and eager eyes, and said: Luo Shao, one person does things and one person is responsible, as long as you let go of the Ouyang family, I, Ouyang Yuhao, will kill myself immediately. ”