The kite rolled on the ground several times, but kept holding it in her arms, it was unharmed, she was bruised, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Kites!" Feng Wu hurriedly came over to help Lang Kite, took out his long sword and held it in his hand, and looked at the black shadows of the trees in front of him.

Lang Yuan stood cautiously beside Feng Wu, put Qianxian into the baggage, and no longer acted rashly.

There was darkness, a disturbing silence.

"Since you're here, why don't you come out and have a showdown!" The third uncle shouted.

A cool breeze blows all over the place! "Hum hahaha......" The empty space was surrounded by an eerie laughter, which sounded feminine but like a man.

Pretend to be a ghost! Lang Kite secretly bit her lip.

Then, in the depths of the darkness, a dark shadow faintly appeared.

The man dragged a long knife to the ground, the blade glistening coldly in the moonlight.

The black shadow revealed a strong murderous aura, and the whole person was emotionless, just like a black killing tool.

"Shh......h

It's been long, it's endless, it's getting closer.

Hearing that voice, Lang Kite had goosebumps all over her body, she blocked her ears, and looked up at her third uncle in the moonlight, but she didn't expect that even the third uncle, who has always liked martial arts, also had big drops of cold sweat on his head at this moment.

Lang Kite's heart sank, only a master can distinguish a master, I'm afraid, this person in front of him is a rare master!

The harsh sound was getting closer and closer, and the ears seemed to ring around her, and Lang Kite nervously raised her eyes little by little, looking at the people in the dark.

His steps were unhurried, stepping out of a rhythm of death, confident that she and his third uncle had long been in his pocket.

The night wind stirred his black robe, and he laughed coldly, and then he stomped into the air and fell into the dirt pit.

"Oops!"

"Take your life!" The third uncle swung his long sword and rushed over to strike first, the man rolled over to avoid the attack, and then raised his long knife and firmly held Feng Wu's sword.

Swords against each other! Both of them used all their strength, sharp blades rubbing sharp blades, electric flint.

Lang Kite picked up the stone on the ground and ran over, fanned his arm, and the stone went only to the man's head.

The man was broken by Feng Wu in order to avoid the stones, and he was wounded by a sword in the shoulder, and the mask on his face was also knocked off, revealing a white and feminine face.

Just when Lang Yuan thought that this person was at a disadvantage, he saw him leap up, the smile on his face was even more hideous, and he said to Feng Wudao, "It's a pity that such a handsome face is dead." ”

He fought with Feng Wu again, as if he had been woken up by Feng Wu's sword, and his speed was so fast that Feng Wu couldn't parry! Feng Wu retreated in defeat after defeat, letting out a muffled snort of pain.

Lang Kite is tense, the situation is not good, the third uncle may not be able to hold on!

The sword light was accompanied by his weird laughter, "If you die sooner or later, you will die!" It's better to die by my hands! ”

The sword light flashed quickly across the third uncle's chest, waist, abdomen, and limbs......

The third uncle screamed again and again, and soon his flesh and blood were blurred under his knife.

"Third uncle!" Lang Kite screamed with tears in her eyes.

The third uncle wanted to escape, but he was slapped by the man.

"Poof!" The third uncle sprayed a mouthful of blood on the face of the big pie, and the man hurriedly wiped his big face with his orchid finger. "Oops, it's dirty, it's dirty!"

The third uncle took the opportunity to escape, flew towards the kite, stretched out his hand to clamp the kite, and jumped up with light skills.

The man was excited, chasing after him, and he laughed screamingly as he chased back, like a ghost.

"Third uncle, how are you!" Lang Kite asked in a choked voice, before the words fell, Lang Kite smelled the heavy smell of blood on the third uncle's body, and looked at the moonlight, she found that the third uncle was full of blood!

It's just that he is wearing black clothes, and the blood is not obvious.

Lang Kite closed her lips tightly and couldn't speak. The third uncle's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead were faintly visible, and it could be seen that the third uncle was holding on and trying his best to take her to escape, but the direction of escape was not the direction of going out of the city.

Maybe the third uncle was afraid that the killer would catch up with them, but Lang Yuan didn't think much about it.

After about half a pillar of incense, the third uncle took her to an alley.

"Kites...... Out of the alley all the way to the east, there is a dragon temple with the relics left by your mother......"

As he spoke, the third uncle couldn't stand steadily, Lang Kite tried to hold the third uncle, his body was paralyzed like a drunken person, he seemed to be too tired, and gently pushed Lang Kite away and fell to the ground.

Lang Kite bit her lip and tried not to cry out, but her eyes were already full of tears, she knelt on the ground to support the third uncle's head, and whispered, "You rest for a while, Kite will go find a doctor for you." ”

The third uncle lay on his back on the ground, "No need...... Leave me alone, and don't let the man catch up. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! You'll be fine! Lang Kite shook her head vigorously, and looked at the third uncle who was covered in injuries with a heartache, she didn't know martial arts, but she also understood that the killer's palm seemed to be very powerful.

The third uncle breathed hard, and his pale lips closed one by one and said something.

Lang Kite held back her tears and leaned her ear closer to the third uncle, "Your mother wants me to tell you ......"

Lang Kite clenched the corners of her clothes and listened carefully to the subtle voice of the third uncle, but ......

What is Mother going to tell her? Why didn't the third uncle continue?

Lang Kite looked at the third uncle, only to see him take a deep breath, stretch his neck as if choked by something, and then open his eyes in a daze, with his pale mouth open, and there was no life.

Lang Kite's tears burst out of her eyes, "Third uncle! ”

The third uncle's body gradually became colder, and the image of Lang Kite was tightly held in his hand, and his hand trembled and closed the third uncle's eyes.

The night wind whimpered, and the smell of blood wafted from the dark alley, and only the girl was left crying lowly.

The night breeze of late autumn was cold, and the kites were shivering, but the anger in their chests was stirring.

If it weren't for her, the third uncle wouldn't have died like this!

The third uncle must not die in vain, she must find out the maggots hiding in the shadows one by one, and let them pay for their blood debts!

Lang Kite Huayin entrusted the funeral of her third uncle to a family, and in the second half of the night, she found the dragon temple that her third uncle said.

There was a black hole in the Dragon Temple, she was a little tired, and at the same time a little nervous, she took the burden from behind her back and took Qianxian out of the bag.

Its small body was still faintly shiny, but its eyes were tightly closed, and its brows were slightly furrowed, as if it had some terrible dream.

She walked into the Dragon Temple, held it in her hand and used it for lighting, it was strange, something on the ground, slippery, she slowed down.

The Dragon Temple in Xucheng was not much different from what she imagined, and it was also in disrepair, closing the broken door, the cold wind continued to pour in from the outside, and she shivered from the cold.

Looking around the Dragon Temple, why did the Queen Mother put the relics in the Dragon Temple? Where will it be?

Her gaze fell on the dragon eagle's head, and the corners of a box were slightly exposed behind it.

She was about to climb up to the table to reach the faucet when a shout came from behind her, and a hard object was pressed against her ass.

"Stop!"