The drizzle has stopped, and under the light of the bright moon, the black sky is extraordinarily clear.

And Zhong Lihao stood dumbfounded, in front of him was a black-robed man, his eyes were extremely cold, and the cold aura emanating from them seemed to freeze his body and mind, and it was difficult to move in the slightest.

Although Bai Cangqiu didn't know him, he didn't know why he was disgusted with him, and with a move of his mind, the colorful light of the seven-star sword in his hand was flourishing, and a multicolored sword flew towards Zhong Lihao.

But he didn't even make a move, and stood like a stake, waiting for death to come.

But at this moment, a green light appeared in the hall, and suddenly a black-robed figure appeared in front of Zhong Lihao, and with the sound of gold and iron resonating, Bai Cangqiu's face changed sharply, and anxiety and excitement appeared on his cold face!

Under the moonlight, his body was as tall as a sword, and a blood-colored long sword in his hand was weird and gloomy, Yang Peng said indifferently: "His life can only be taken by me!"

Hearing this, Bai Cangqiu frowned, his heart twitched, and he said with a cold face: "Why?"

"With my big fist!" The voice was decisive and resolute, Yang Peng was very familiar with the person in front of him, but he couldn't name it, but he had a strong premonition in his heart that he would be his fierce rival!

I don't know where this idea came from, but it is deeply imprinted in my mind.

The person in front of him, whose cultivation is no more than the first level of Peiyuan, can exude a debut qi but is very rich and powerful, and what makes Yang Peng feel the most dangerous is the colorful long sword in his hand.

Bai Cangqiu glanced at Yang Peng deeply, turned around and left, disappeared into the stone arch in the courtyard, and finally only a flat voice came: "Dai Zhongli Qingming told you a word: The cliff seal will be lifted in the future, and there is no need to bother to go, and some books will be taken by yourself." ”

Walking out of the door, he took a deep look at the back again, sighed, took out a black face towel from his arms, covered it in front of him, and disappeared into the long street in the middle of the night、、、

In the courtyard, Yang Peng turned to look at Zhong Lihao behind him, the two looked at each other, Zhong Lihao's eyes were full of despair, his body was weak, and he sat on the ground.

Suddenly, a person flashed out of the hall and appeared behind Yang Peng, behind him, Kong Yu was wearing a light green green veil, as elegant as a green lotus fairy.

She looked at Zhong Lihao, her lips moved slightly, and asked softly, "Is my mother still alive?"

Zhong Lihao slowly raised his head, looking at a woman who was reborn, now she is no longer the same person she used to be, not only her appearance has changed, but even her inner appearance has changed, and she has become indifferent.

But the more he saw this, the more he couldn't control himself, and he destroyed everything that was beautiful, just like life.

Slowly grinning, the smile on his face was distorted and crooked, and he said in a strange way: "What do you say、、、?

Hearing this, the Dao Qi on Yang Peng's body exploded violently, pressing on Zhong Lihao's body, and Zhong Lihao at this moment was lying on the ground, and he couldn't even breathe, like a toad under his feet.

Kong Yu smiled and turned his head to look at Yang Peng, signaling him to stop, Yang Peng stopped the operation of Dao Qi at this time, Zhong Lihao also got up with relief, and his face was still the same smile: "Be careful of your liver! When you grow up, you will find a helper! Do you want to show me where you grew up?" Hahahaha、、、" The hand was also stretched out, and the laughter was extremely obscene.

Yang Peng frowned, and the Dao Qi on his body couldn't help but surge, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand was red and bloodthirsty.

And Kong Yu silently watched Zhong Lihao stretch out his hand, and a dagger in his sleeve slipped down between his palms, and the white light flashed.

Then blood splattered and a terrible scream came out, Zhong Lihao held his right arm tightly, and the smooth incision dripped blood one by one.

"Where is my mother?" the dagger shone brightly.