In Qin Yu's mind, how could this silver-haired man understand the current form in his life, and his situation after his hiding place was punctured by himself had already fallen into a rut, how could there be any other way if he didn't think about cooperation?

However, he didn't expect the silver-haired man to speak wildly and categorically reject his intentions. This made Qin Yu so surprised that he was stunned for a moment.

But there is one thing that the enemy and the enemy have reached a consensus, whether the existence of the two without hatred in the night can not achieve any considerable results, at most the support behind them is quite good, and they stand proudly to deter the heroes. However, this place is full of murderous opportunities, and the young master of the village will never let go of the living mouth, so this advantage is more than nothing.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu cut off the complicated thread: "In this case, no matter how hard I ask, it's not interesting for me, so you can do it yourself." ”

With his words, he raised his sword and pointed straight ahead. Following his movements, his men drew their weapons one after another, slanted across their chests, and waited for him.

The young master expected this, and as soon as he raised his hand, the surrounding crowd suddenly turned unkind, and the thunderous momentum drew their knives towards each other.

"None of them will be left!" The young master glanced at everyone in the field, and his cold gaze couldn't help but froze when he browsed to Ziyun. My Fair Lady, youthful and young, the youthful charm she carries cannot be concealed.

The night is a little helpless. His original intention was to draw a clear line with Qin Yu in order to leave a little room for turning around with the young master, but who wanted the young master to be determined to kill people and destroy his mouth, for fear that the leakage would cause disaster, so he threatened not to leave any of them! Then, the mind of watching the two tigers fight each other had to be aborted.

After quickly observing the situation in the field, Qin Yu's side was at a disadvantage, and naturally he was powerless and had no reason to make a move against his side, so it directly made the Ye Wuqi side look like a seemingly weak grasshopper strung on the rope of Nanhua Sect.

"I'm looked down upon. They don't count us as decent fighters at all. Ye Wuqi looked back at Ziyun and smiled.

"I'm afraid they will kneel on the ground and beg for mercy for a while!" Ziyun thought carefully about the words of Ye Wuxian, and felt very reasonable, and immediately said indignantly.

"They have a few late-stage innate masters. ”

"So what, my iron halberd specializes in meat!"

"Well, the little girl has the guts. Seeing that Ziyun was arrogant and dry, his heart moved slightly for no reason, and he took out a big brother gesture and smiled.

Ziyun pouted, raised his sword eyebrows and twisted his head, and said unconvinced: "Hey, don't talk to me in such a tone, I'm not a little girl!"

A sense of disobedience permeated the tense atmosphere that erupted in the area, and everyone fell into a relatively eerie silence. The two teenagers' rather comfortable conversation and tone were like a banner waving in the wind, and the fierce sound couldn't help but have a bit of irony and play.

"The little girl's fight and killing is not beautiful. The young master's face changed several times, and he opened his mouth to Ziyundao.

Ziyun's little face raised, and he raised his little fist demonstratively: "I want you to take care of it! This girl is naturally beautiful and difficult to give up, if you say it's not beautiful, it's not beautiful!"

Qin Yu on the side couldn't help but speak: "The sword has no eyes, and fighting is not child's play, isn't it the fault of the giver to hurt such a beautiful woman?"

Being complimented by this Qin Yu quietly and solemnly, as if expounding a fact that is obvious to all, Ziyun suddenly showed a little uncomfortable shyness. However, the same sentence, soft and innocent ears at night, but like years of sleepy wine, after several brewing, it has a different initial taste. Driven by a secretive, imperceptible psychology that dominates people's communication and socialization all the time, there is always a sense of sand and stones in the eyes at night, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Wuqiu stretched out half of his body, and skillfully half-blocked Ziyun behind him, even he didn't notice it, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he vaguely spit out a wave of hostility: "Everyone, your mind is inevitably too much, if you want to fight, it is useless to talk more." ”

Ziyun blinked his eyes and looked at the back of the cultivator in front of him with interest

The young master sneered: "The crazy life has my style back then. After that, he didn't talk nonsense, and pointed his finger forward, signaling that his subordinates could do it.

The crowd swarmed, and the murderous aura shook the sky. Night without hatred Looking around, the enemy is all full of evil, and it is obvious that the combat power is extremely strong, and the elite generally exists.

Facing the two of them is the previous team of five people, judging from the strength they temporarily revealed, two early congenital, three late acquired martial artists, such strength in front of the two of them, it really makes the two scratch their heads, not that they are invincible, it is entirely because of the rat bogey, worried about exposing what shocking hole cards are remembered by others, once this is not even more troublesome?

A scene of bloodshed in the night was staged in this way. The splendor of the fighting spirit is like the firecrackers and fireworks of ordinary people on the festive season, and from a bird's-eye view, it is like a dream gem embedded in the night, and there is no smell of blood at all.

The black cloth covering his eyes was suddenly torn off, and Huo Jie only felt that the strong light suddenly struck, and it was as brilliant as a candle flame. When his pupils adjust and focus, he finds himself in an unfamiliar situation.

The dim candlelight dispelled the cramped room, and a few sacks were piled up crookedly in one corner of the room, and the rain stains spread in the corners of the roof.

Turning his head, he found that several members of the White Tiger Dart Bureau and the Li Family Dart Bureau were all sitting against the wall with their hands tied, all with blank faces, wondering where they were. As soon as Huo Jie moved, he felt pain in the back of his neck, **, and his thoughts gradually became like the tides of the sea, and he continued to operate at high speed through an acceleration process.

- The White Tiger Dart Bureau was robbed by the cargo.

- The robbers are very strong, and even Li Tu, who is a high-level fighting baby, can't do anything.

——Just when the rest of the members of the dart game who did not look for Lingchang were completely defeated, they actually rushed out of a team of people! The two sides fought together, and their own group was disabled and watched.

Thinking about this, suddenly stopped, and then carefully pondered, it was like a leap to think of a series of consciousnesses after opening the eyes. It's like a broken piece of wine, and you can't remember the slightest bit when you think about it.

Fainted, knocked unconscious, whom?

In an instant, as soon as he thought about it, everything was confused, and a series of question marks flew in his mind and attacked the hustle and bustle.

He froze and looked at the man who had taken off his blindfold. This person is seven feet long, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his face is obliquely covered with a hideous scar, and the whole person has a vicious momentum that is not easy to touch.

Could it be that this man's forces attacked us? For what purpose? Is he also a robber?

Huo Jie smiled bitterly, remembering the scene of the fierce battle between the two forces before, and was surprised in his heart, what kind of goods deserve so much attention?

Huo Jie then turned his gaze to the group of people who had been robbed together, and scanned back and forth, and found that there were a large number of people who did not come here, and Li Tu was among them.

But these are all details, and what really matters is Lingchang, his sister.