See the man in black, see the hanging whip.

At that moment, Mo Jingluan's eyes flashed.

Suddenly the fire flickered in his head, and the fire in the sky was accompanied by billowing wolf smoke into the sky.

The stumps of the firelight turned black, charred, and reduced to ashes......

The voices overhead, the conspiring conversations, treated human life as a laugh.

The slaughter of the village has more or less to do with the people in front of him!

Thinking of this, I can't wait to crush the bones of the person in front of me!

The silver-whipped man was also looking at her when Mo Jingluan was looking at her.

I thought everything was arranged, but I didn't expect someone to make trouble, and when I saw that the person who appeared was an old woman, I was even more angry.

This gray-haired man dares to come out and meddle in his own business!

The wrist at the bottom of the sleeve flipped over, and suddenly several lightning bolts appeared.

The flying knife was mixed with a bloodthirsty fierce thunderbolt that pierced through the darkness and flew towards Mo Jingluan. In the blink of an eye, it goes straight to the center of the eyebrows.

"Granny be careful——!"

When the flying knife approached the center of his eyebrows, Mo Jingluan's eyelids lifted, his body twisted, and he dodged Yan Lingxu's surprised shout.

Flying up, it fluttered like a ribbon in mid-air, and flew in the direction of the man in black.

"Poof", the sound of a sharp sword cutting through flesh.

I couldn't dodge it, but I still got a cut on the cheek.

Next to the horrible scar was a deep bone-staining mark. Feeling a trickle of blood dripping down his face, he raised his hand and touched it, and his eyes were crimson.

I didn't think that my cold killing move was easily avoided by the person in front of me, and he flew and injured himself.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jingluan's body twisted, not only did he not turn around and leave, but he turned around in the air, and the long sword shook and swung out a brilliant star, and the light curtain protruding from the darkness illuminated his eyes.

The rainbow exploded into small waves, turning into sharp weapons and shooting at him. And Mo Jing Luan Lian walked in the wind, floating and flashing behind the man in black.

The pupils of the man in black's eyes contracted nervously, and the sharp weapon attacking in front of him suddenly changed direction. At that moment, he ran in all directions, but the final target was still aimed at him!

There is a killing machine behind the front weapon, and it is embattled. The predicament of being attacked by the enemy in the abdomen and back, like the feeling of being in the back......

Hide? Surrounded on all sides, I don't know how to hide!

Obstruct? A whip is invincible with two fists in all directions!

Escape? The only door to life was blocked, and it was difficult to ascend to heaven!

"Death!"

"I'm going to die!"

As soon as the words fell, the sharp weapon was embedded in the body, and without saying anything, the sword behind the back stabbed into the back of the heart, rushing out from the front heart. The beads of blood on the tip of the sword slowly condensed into a thin stream and fell to the ground.

'Tick, tick, tick. ’

There was peace on that hideous face at this time, and in the moment of life and death, what came to mind was that the thick palm caressed his face, and said to himself the best whisper of this time.

There seemed to be the scattered clothes, the rising temperature, the residual temperature on the white tent jade bed, the churning and dripping beads of sweat...

The bond that has never been accepted by the world.

Who knew that it would later become the finger of a thousand people!

As soon as the picture turned, there was a raging fire, and the flying sword light bloomed a blood-colored flower on his face.

Since then, the mandarin duck tent has been red every night.

Spring comes and goes in autumn throughout the year, and the four seasons change between cold and summer. He stood firmly at the door night and night, listening to the unbearable moaning in his ears, and his heart felt as if he had been overturned.

That's enough... That's enough...

From a confidant to a subordinate.

From gentle whispers to missions.

It's not because of the unspoken love......

Suddenly, with a devastated and destructive lowness, the palm of his hand slapped hard according to his heavenly spirit!

"Poof" blood splattered.

The tattered figure fell straight to the ground from mid-air, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Reach out into the distance.

"Return... Dust"