The white old monster leaned over to check, and found that his golden needle had not entered the center of the butler Bai Lai's eyebrows, and a line of black blood meandered out, which was immediately dispersed by the heavy rain of beans.

There was a faint fishy smell wafting in the air, which was the highly poisonous sadness fed into the needle. This poison is domineering, the golden needle is as thin as a cow's hair, if it is popped out in a feminine way, silently, how many heroes in the rivers and lakes are directly killed by the white old monster.

This Bai Lai was obviously caught, put up on the wall, and then created a false impression that he would kill the dog without checking the needle.

The white old monster's face was gloomy, his body was full of qi, and he stood in the rainstorm, but not a drop of rain could fall on his body.

He glanced gloomily at the crooked footprints, which were already a little indistinct in the rainstorm.

The white old monster pondered for a moment, looked up at the sky, glared at the footprint fiercely, reached out to pick up Bai Lai's body, and threw it into the canal with a "poof", seeing that it was washed by the yellow mud slurry, tumbling and drifting towards the moat outside the city.

His knees moved slightly, and he suddenly bounced up, like a burly white-haired monkey jumping into the high-walled compound, and the two dodged and entered the door.

It was rare to take the opportunity to get the Ruyi girl he had coveted for a long time on the couch, and with the torrential rain outside, the white old monster was really in no mood to hunt down an inferior cultivator.

He quietly walked to the edge of the couch, and once again showed an imperceptible sneer, his white eyebrows and white hair seemed to tremble slightly, and it looked a little strange in the dark.

With the sound of "Teng", there seemed to be someone outside the high wall who fell to the ground again, stumbling, not a cultivator, but like a drunk.

The white old monster was furious, but in the blink of an eye, he began to be a little suspicious.

The appearance of a cultivator in the border city is quite strange in itself, even if it is an inferior cultivator, it is worth his vigilance.

The white old monster looks violent and abnormal on the surface, but he is actually an old fox, otherwise, he would not have enveloped those high-rollers in the three kingdoms of Yan, Jin, and Zhongshan and became a tyrant.

He groaned, dodged out of the room, and scurried silently into the backyard in the darkness, leaping over the high wall, and making a great circle to steal the enemy from the back.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the place where someone had settled before, he only found two shallow footprints, and they actually entered the door all the way.

Old Monster Bai was taken aback, this person's light body kung fu was really amazing, and he was able to hide it from him and let him fall for the trick of transferring the tiger from the mountain!

He listened attentively, and used the divine sense of the cultivation method to probe, covering the entire compound, but he did not find anything abnormal.

The white old monster was shocked, and probed the power of divine sense into the room, and was instantly stunned.

The Ruyi girl who fell asleep like mud is gone!

Under the anger of the white old monster, like a raging white ape, he rushed into the room, only to see that there was no one on the couch, and on the clean wool embroidered felt, there were two dirty footprints, with yellow mud, which looked really eye-catching.

The old white monster screamed, and with one punch, he smashed a pear blossom wood table next to him to pieces.

He turned and walked out of the room, and after a moment's recognition, he chased after him with a vague breath. If he weren't familiar with the strange fragrance on Miss Ruyi's body, it would be really difficult to track it in this rainstorm night.

……

It was Amu who robbed the Ruyi girl in the white old monster's room, and it was a rainstorm in the dark night, which was the best way to hide his slippery figure. Like a tanuki, he scurried between a low hut, seven or eight up and down, and slipped into a few muddy alleys.

The white monster was in hot pursuit.

However, he is more domineering, stepping on those thatched roofs and rushing forward without hesitation, which is naturally more convenient to track.

Amu drilled around those alleys, and in the eyes of the white old monster, he was like a little cunning rabbit under the threat of a vulture, a little panicked to find a hole in the ground.

In a few breaths, the white old monster was about to catch up with Amu, who dodged into another alley and threw a piece of lambskin backwards.

It was the sheepskin that wrapped the Ruyi girl, and the white old monster grabbed it in his hand, and his body paused slightly, and in a fit of rage, he tore the still warm lambskin into pieces, and with a loud cry, he jumped to another thatched roof.

Unexpectedly, under the heavy rain, the adobe wall had already become a pile of mud, and it quietly collapsed when the white monster stepped on it lightly.

The white old monster's feet slipped and stumbled slightly, making his burly body slightly embarrassed.

Seeing that the person in front of him was slipping and not leaving his hands, the white old monster was a little surprised again, and he vaguely felt that the person might be a bait and wanted to take him into the trap set by others.

Just when the white old monster hesitated, across three or four muddy alleys, Amu stretched out his hand and "snapped" on the smooth ass of the Ruyi girl, and a scream came, making the white old monster ashamed and annoyed.

Over the years since his debut, this is the first time that he dares to be so presumptuous under his nose.

The aura emanating from the dog in front of him had a slight trace of inferior cultivation techniques, at best, he was just a gangster who had a little chance.

But such a little gangster, who actually robbed people under his nose, and was able to escape so far, really made the white old monster a little crazy.

Especially the little girl he just got his hands on, before he tasted enough, he was taken away by this little bastard, and he came provocatively with such a hand, which was really unbearable for him.

As soon as he hesitated, Amu ran away with the Ruyi girl in his arms, and after a few ups and downs, he approached the city wall several feet high, and passed over the wall like a smoke.

The white old monster has the heart to stop chasing, but he is a little unwilling. For him, if he loses a girl, he will lose it, and it is really not worth his Bai Laosi to take the risk, he has been fighting in the rivers and lakes for many years, claiming to be the king and hegemon, and he has long developed a ruthless heart like a wolf and a fox.

This little crumb in front of him should have been instructed by someone and kept his back hand, otherwise, he would never dare to be so presumptuous.

The white old monster chased forward for more than ten steps, standing under the tall city wall with some hesitation.

At this moment, there was a "whoosh", and a white thing was thrown in through the city wall.

The white old monster was stunned, and the thing fell into a puddle of mud. By the light of lightning, the white old monster looked at it, but it was a white palm, still bleeding, and it was actually chopped off and thrown in.

Outside the city wall, there was a miserable trombone, which startled the soldiers who defended the city, and they looked out of the city one after another.

"Ruyi...... Chop Pieces! "Under the anger of the old white monster, where can he care about anything else, anyway, he relies on a body of cultivation exercises, even if he is ambushed, he is not too afraid.

The white old monster roared angrily, his whole body was full of breath, and his toes lightly touched the city wall, like a fierce ancient ape passing through the city.

The soldiers defending the city only felt a flower in front of them, and a dim white shadow left the city and ran away wildly into the distance.

……

The Ruyi girl was chopped off by Amu, and she died of pain, but she was washed away by the torrential rain and couldn't fall into a coma, so she could only howl miserably.

Amu was drenched in the rain, nearly a hundred scars on his face that had been gnawed by wild dogs, and in the dark, his two eyes were bright, and the whole person looked like a ghost, which was very terrifying.

Holding the trembling Ruyi girl in one hand, he ran wildly through the wilderness and headed towards a mass grave in the distance.

The white old monster was chasing after him, and seven or eight ups and downs were already more than ten feet behind Amu. He didn't plan to use the golden needle, this miscellaneous thing in front of him was too hateful, he needed to be caught and tortured slowly, so that he could howl miserably for seventy seventy or forty-nine days, and suffer all the suffering in the world, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

After another rise and fall, the white old monster had already pounced three or four feet behind Amu.

He let out a loud cry and threw a punch in the air.

The moment the fist was swung out, a white phantom the size of a skull was formed, and with a sharp sound of breaking the air, it went straight to Amu's shoulder.

The white old monster had already thought about it, and he didn't want to take the life of this dog with a single punch.

Amu seemed to panic, and rolled in the mud to avoid the punch.

"Bai Ye save me!" The Ruyi girl sandwiched between Amu's arms had long been muddy, her hair was scattered, her face was pale, and her bare arm and wrist were struggling weakly.

When the white old monster heard this, he became even more angry, and with a heal sound, he threw another punch, turning into a white fist shadow and smashing into Amu's legs.

Amu was like a nimble loach in the mud, and he slipped away from the white monster's punch again.

"Old bastard!" Amu took advantage of the terrain to roll a few times, and then slid towards a low-lying place, and did not forget to put a dirty word in his mouth.

The white old monster drank violently and strode after him.

This guy is obviously just the strength of a gangster, but he didn't keep his hands, and he fell and avoided his two punches three times and twice, which made the white old monster even more annoyed, and he couldn't wait to grab him and pinch every bone of him.

"Little brute!" The white old monster roared angrily, took a big step forward, and threw another punch.

With this punch, the white old monster used all his strength, and the shadow of the void fist was the size of a donkey's head, and the castration was very urgent, seeing that Amu couldn't dodge.

Amu Monster screamed, threw the Ruyi girl out of his hand, blocked in front of him, and rolled over, rolling and crawling towards a nearby wood.

"Bang" There was a loud bang, and the Ruyi girl snorted, and was blasted out by the huge fist shadow that was like thunder, and the white flowers, soft and da, rolled in the mud five or six times, and there was no sound anymore.

The white old monster was stunned for a moment, glanced at the Ruyi girl who didn't know how many bones had been broken, looked up to the sky and howled, and his fist smashed into his chest, like madness.

His body changed suddenly, suddenly like a fierce ape, and even exposed two sharp fangs, and rushed towards the forest like a gust of wind, causing a torrential rain of beans to shoot out in all directions, and the sound was extremely amazing.

Stepping into the woods, the white old monster looked strange.

In the woods, a man and an umbrella stood quietly, and the raindrops rattled on the small umbrella.

The man stood with his back to him, unable to see his face clearly in the dark, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of martial arts or cultivation mana on his body, and it didn't even seem to have the breath of a living person.

"Where did the junior come from, pretending to be a ghost and leading Lao Tzu here, what do you want?" The white old monster was a little surprised, and asked in a deep voice, the cultivation aura of his whole body skyrocketed, obviously he was on guard with all his might.

The man under the umbrella was silent, standing there silently, looking like a tall man.

The white old monster exuded the power of his divine sense, and explored the area of the grove within a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, but he did not find the breath of a living person.

"Could it be that this person is so powerful that he actually hides his breath?" The old white monster was suspicious, turned over his hand and took out a golden needle, and slowly took a step forward.

The man under the umbrella, not moving at all, looked extremely strange and unfathomable in the rainy night.

"Rats! Pretending to be a ghost dog offal! The white old monster shouted violently, his hand was clutched in his sleeve, and with a flick of his fingers, the golden needle burst out.

At the same time, his bones were like bursting beans, his body was raised again, and he suddenly threw a punch.

The golden needle silently sank into the body of the man under the umbrella, but it didn't seem to cause any harm.

Immediately afterwards, the white monster blasted with all his strength, smashing directly into the back of the man's heart.

The man didn't make a sound, he was directly blown away, and a small umbrella was torn to pieces by the fist wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was knocked into the mud by the torrential rain.