Chapter 44: The Nightmare
Blue room.
An eight-year-old boy shivered and hid under the bed, his little white fleshy hands tightly covering his mouth to prevent him from making a sound, and tears continued to flow down his cheeks and onto his hands. He couldn't see the situation in the room from his angle, he could only see the feet of a few big men moving, and the sound of a woman whimpering, which was very small, as if he was afraid of alarming something, but the crazy laughter of several big men was endless.
Suddenly, a brocade ball rolled to the floor in front of the little boy, and a little girl of about the same age ran after him, holding out a shriveled and sallow hand to pick up the ball. When the little girl crouches down to pick up the ball, she hits the little boy's amber eyes full of fear.
After two equally frightened eyes met for a moment, the little girl did not squeak, but silently picked up the ball and left, and the little boy escaped.
But it wasn't long before a pair of big feet walked in the direction of the little boy with heavy steps......
Dingdingding...... Dingdingding......
Xuanyuan woke up violently, sweating profusely.
Spirit Rhino Gu? Madame?
She had said that the Spirit Rhino Gu was very precious and could only be used three times, and it would definitely be used only when the situation was critical.
Xuanyuan Po didn't care about Fang Cai's frightened dream, grabbed the robe on the hanger, and flew out.
"All the dead soldiers are out to find Yan Xiyan in the whole city."
Meng Xiao didn't know why, but seeing the anxious demeanor of the prince, he quickly arranged it.
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Xiyan hides in the streets of the ghost market, fortunately she grew up here and is very familiar with the environment, otherwise the masked man with strong martial arts can casually pinch her to death with one hand.
She bent around for a few streets and then turned back and hid under a stall selling human skin masks, not daring to make a sound. The business of this family's leather masks is good, and they buy and sell on a small scale, but there are many individual customers. She finally crawled in from under everyone's feet, her heart was pounding, and she didn't know when she provoked which uncle actually bought her life.
Xiyan pricked up his ears to carefully identify the sounds around him, trying to find some clues from the noise of the city.
"Bang!"
The two cold knives overlapped in the air, stabbing each other, and a wave of evil qi slashed the human skin mask from the middle. Suddenly, the crowd ran in a panic, the boss hugged his head and scurried, and Xiyan's whole person shook, only to feel that the top of his head was bright, exposed to the masked killer.
The streets that were still bustling and lively were empty in an instant, and although the world likes to see the excitement, this kind of excitement that will cost a small life at any time is still not good. There is no hope for righteousness and bravery, and most of the righteous and courageous people who saw the poor kung fu before they made a move, and they were afraid that they would run slowly when they saw such a master.
Xiyan raised her head, and the person actually hung above her, looked at her directly, and involuntarily thought: "This person's internal strength is so deep, it is difficult to escape today." ”
But even when she is dying, she will struggle desperately is her style of Yan Xiyan, her long sleeves are raised, and the "inextricable threads" are shot in a volley. But she didn't dare to be careless, and turned around again, shooting out one hundred and eight steel needles with hemp boiling.
The masked killer saw that this woman's martial arts were very weak, and she blindly ran for her life, and she could easily earn the 1,000 taels of silver today, but she didn't want to be a ruthless character. The cold knife was entangled in her silver wire, and countless steel needles were shot in a volley.
He was very fast, one spin, a few rolls, and sensitively avoided the steel needle, but the back of his hand was still scratched by the steel needle, and now he was numb and almost couldn't lift the knife.
The corners of his mouth twitched a few times behind the mask, his eyes ignited with murderous intent, and he thought: "At present, the only way to do it is to fight quickly and quickly, and I have been careless for a while, and the ranking of my number one killer in the rivers and lakes cannot be destroyed in the hands of a little-known little woman." ”
The masked killer attacked Xiyan with the strength of ten thousand armies, although Xiyan sent a lot of hidden weapons again, but the other party came prepared, she never hit again, and she was about to become a dead soul under the knife, she knew that she had no power to return to the sky, closed her eyes and waited for the last moment.