Chapter 940 finally can't hold on

The old woman looked at the Jin Dao man, and suddenly sighed and said, "If you are willing to listen to me, you should come from and go back." ”

Jin Daoren nodded: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, he will see each other every year, and there will be a period later." With that, he walked slowly down the mountain. He seemed to walk slowly, but quickly walked away. In a few moments, he disappeared.

Qian Mo looked at the old woman and said hatefully, "Who are you?"

The old woman looked at Qian Mo coldly, and said lightly: "You are the son of a thousand days of traveling across the sea to cut clouds?"

Qian Mo was stunned.

The old woman glanced at Qian Mo coldly and waved her hand.

The old woman was gone.

Qian Mo was still standing aside in a daze.

Luo Xiaofeng has been standing quietly aside.

Qian Mo glanced at Luo Xiaofeng, and the long sword in his hand slowly drooped.

......

Escape Building. The second son is a frequent visitor to Xiaoyao Building. Although he doesn't have much money, he has a prominent status, and as the second son of Xiao Wangfu, wherever he goes, there are people who stutter. The boss of Xiaoyao Building, although he lost a lot of silver, was still as attentive to the second son as ever. He knew that if he climbed the big tree of Xiao Wangfu, there would be more benefits in the future.

The second son is drinking. And the wine he drank was thirty taels of fine wine. The second son didn't have much time to be sober. Today, he drinks more. When he came back from the Great Temple of Compassion, he couldn't wait to come to Xiaoyao Tower. He couldn't wait to tell Shen Xiaoman the good news. However, when he returned to Xiaoyao Tower, Shen Xiaoman left.

The second son hated the root of his teeth, and he suddenly found that he was being used.

Late at night, the second son lay on the table, snoring and sleeping, and dozens of empty wine jars were placed next to him.

......

Luo Xiaofeng was in a hurry to go back. There is a bright moon in the sky, and faint floating clouds are fluttering. Luo Xiaofeng took a long breath against the night wind. On this trip to the Great Temple of Compassion, he came back safely.

The cold wind was biting cold, but the thought that Meng'er was still waiting for him in the small inn made Luo Xiaofeng feel very warm.

The small inn was already in sight, and Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The inn is also lit up.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng arrived at the small inn, he had an ominous premonition.

The door of the inn was open, and a lone lantern hung on the door of the inn, looking eerie and terrifying.

The door of the inn was open, but there was not a single figure in sight.

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped. His heart was beating violently.

In the night wind, Luo Xiaofeng suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

Luo Xiaofeng rushed into the small inn.

As soon as he rushed into the small inn, Luo Xiaofeng shouted loudly: "Meng'er...... Dream ......"

No one heard back.

The inn was quiet, deathly silent.

On the counter of the small inn, dozens of corpses lay on the ground. Blood dripped down the tall counter, piling up on the ground.

Luo Xiaofeng rushed into Meng'er's room. The room was empty, and the dream was gone. No clues were left in the room.

Luo Xiaofeng came out of Meng'er's room, and he suddenly heard a low whimper.

In a small remote room, there was a man holding his head and crouching in the corner crying.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng walked in, the crying stopped. A big man with a pockmarked face, with tears on his face, stood up in a panic.

The pock-faced man stared at Luo Xiaofeng with tearful eyes.

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, and walked towards the pock-faced man step by step.

The pock-faced man clenched his fists, and suddenly roared angrily and rushed towards Luo Xiaofeng: "Me and you...... Spelled ......"

The fist hung with the sound of the wind, and hit Luo Xiaofeng's chest directly.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't dodge.

The fist of the pock-faced man hit Luo Xiaofeng's chest hard. Luo Xiaofeng was safe and sound, but the pock-faced man stumbled and fell to the ground.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the pock-faced man coldly: "What's going on here?"

The pock-faced man looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise: "You...... You're not here to kill me?"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "I am also a guest here...... I went out today and I'm only coming back now......"

The big man with a long sigh of relief, he sat on the ground with his butt on his butt, and said in a trembling voice: "There are bad people here...... The customers in the store were killed...... Now it's just me ......"

Luo Xiaofeng rushed to the counter like crazy, and then rushed back, he grabbed the collar of the heck-faced man's clothes, and shouted angrily: "Let me ask you, where is the little girl in the inn?"

The pock-faced man panicked and said in a trembling voice: "Is it ...... That skinny ...... Little girl?"

Luo Xiaofeng shouted, "Where is she?"

The pock-faced man seemed to have just remembered: "I remember, that little girl was taken away by the bad guys." ”

Luo Xiaofeng shouted, "Which bad guy took it away?"

The pock-faced man said in a trembling voice: "That bad guy is masked...... There is a long sword in his hand. ”

Luo Xiaofeng's heart sank.

The pock-faced man's eyes flashed, he looked at Luo Xiaofeng, and suddenly said, "He killed all the people in the inn, but he didn't kill the little girl." ”

Luo Xiaofeng glared at the pock-faced man, and suddenly said, "Are you a guest in the inn?"

The pock-faced man said, "Yes." ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "You said that the masked man with the sword killed everyone, why didn't he kill you?"

The pock-faced man said in a trembling voice: "The masked man asked me to bring a word to Luo Xiaofeng, so he didn't kill me." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said coldly: "What did he tell you to bring?"

The pock-faced man gritted his teeth: "I must tell Luo Xiaofeng in person." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "You can say it now, because I am Luo Xiaofeng." ”

The pock-faced man looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise: "You are Luo Xiaofeng?"

Luo Xiaofeng said coldly: "I am." ”

The pock-faced man's eyes flashed: "You said you were Luo Xiaofeng...... So what evidence do you have?"

Luo Xiaofeng said fiercely: "What are you saying, say it quickly!"

The pock-faced man took two steps back and insisted, "I must tell Luo Xiaofeng in person." ”

Luo Xiaofeng shouted angrily: "I am ......"

The pock-faced man sneered: "You said you are Luo Xiaofeng, I ...... Why should I believe you?"

Luo Xiaofeng flew up and kicked right on the thigh of the pock-faced man.

The pock-faced man was kicked out, slammed into the wall, and then bounced back again.

Blood, dripping from the nose. The pock-faced man got up while wiping his nosebleed.

Luo Xiaofeng rushed up in one step, grabbed the neck of the pock-faced man tightly, and roared angrily: "If you don't say anything, I will break your neck." ”

The pock-faced man grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's hand tightly, but Luo Xiaofeng's hand seemed to grow on his neck, no matter how he pulled it, he couldn't pull it off.

The pock-faced man had difficulty breathing, and his face slowly turned purple-black.

I said...... You let go......" The heck-faced man finally couldn't hold on. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Danzun Evil God Claw Book House" for free for the first time.