The Hundred Flowers Club temporarily changed the topic, and everyone returned disappointed, but such a novel topic still aroused the curiosity of many people, and they all wanted to stay and watch the fun.

Lan Xin is very satisfied, walking on the street is in a good mood, at this moment I feel that the dead trees are beautiful, and the wind is sweet. Mo Yan, I can't do anything to you on my own, but you have three heads and six arms, can you withstand so many small movements in the open and in the dark?

However, Tiangong didn't seem to be very beautiful, and the bright sun above his head suddenly lost its color, surrounded by layers of dark clouds, and then quickly swallowed up, the whole sky turned gray-black, and the sultry breath continued to press down, and the people who were pressed were a little out of breath.

The sudden soreness on his shoulder made Lan Xin frown, and the pace under his feet became faster, the root of the disease that fell five years ago, but whenever it rained on a cloudy day, Lan Xin's shoulder hurt his heart, and it was this pain that made Lan Xin forget the pain that Mo Yan added to the original owner!

Lan Xin walked very fast, and suddenly collided with an oncoming person, Lan Xin was unhappy for a while, and was about to count, when he looked up, the person in front of him turned out to be Mo Yan, and countless thoughts of revenge instantly filled Lan Xin's mind.

"Are you alright?" Mo Yan spoke first.

Lan Xin stared at Mo Yan for a while before saying, "Thank you for your concern, you're not dead yet!" ”

This tone was full of hostility, which made Mo Yan very puzzled: "Have we ever met?" Why ......"

Without giving Mo Yan a chance to finish speaking, Lan Xin cut off in a cold voice: "I've never seen it!" Looking at Mo Yan, Lan Xin's hand shrunk in his sleeve has struggled countless times, and now, the opportunity is in front of him, revenge!

Just under the stalemate of the eyes of the two, suddenly, there was a disturbance on the roofs around them, and then, more than a dozen people in black, murderously holding strange curved hook knives, came down from the roof flywheel, surrounded Mo Yan and Blue Heart in the middle.

Mo Yan's face was solemn, and he naturally took a step forward, blocking Lan Xin with half of his body, and said in a low voice: "Listen to me for a while, I'll let you run, and you can get out of here quickly!" ”

Lan Xin didn't give him any response, and the man in black wouldn't give them more time to think about it, so they all rushed up.

The sword in Mo Yan's hand, like a blast wind, flew around Lan Xin, every time Mo Yan swung the sword, there was a burst of cold air, which made Lan Xin feel more and more gloomy Mo Yan, suddenly a person's scimitar slashed at Lan Xin, Mo Yan's eyes were fast, grabbed Lan Xin's wrist, and pulled her behind him, the long sword stabbed the hook of the scimitar, and the wrist rotated suddenly, the man's scimitar fell to the ground, and then the sword blade slashed towards the person's throat, and the throat instantly slashed like a spring, the man's eyes widened, trying to cover the wound, But soon he was silent, and he fell down unwillingly.

Although there were more than ten people on the opposite side, Mo Yan did not fall behind at all, and after a while, he slashed and killed four or five people, and the encirclement was soon opened by Mo Yan A gap, Mo Yan immediately said: "Hurry up and leave from here!" ”

Lan Xin didn't want to stay here, the sword had no eyes, it wouldn't be worth it if he was hurt again, and he was about to leave, when he suddenly found that Mo Yan's face was in pain, covering his chest with one hand, a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead, and Lan Xin's eyes lit up: It was the Sakura Soul attack!

Lan Xingang took the steps and retracted it: "Since you saved me, how could I leave you alone!" ”