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Hearing the screams of the old dart head, the people in the Dragon God Dart Bureau all showed worried expressions.

Lin Ning dragged the black flag on the side, and then said to the others, "Let's go, go to the front and have a look." ”

The old dart's kung fu is not low, and he is very prestigious in the dart game, and he has not made a mistake in his whereabouts for so many years.

Seeing that the old dart head was likely to be killed, a layer of dark clouds hung over the hearts of everyone in the Dragon God Dart Bureau.

Gu Qianyu came with the Dragon God Dart Bureau, and she definitely couldn't escape at this time, she kicked the horse's buttocks, and then followed.

If you escape now, it will not be good for the owner and the reputation of the Shaolin Temple, but this is too many masters in the world of martial arts, and if you don't pay attention to it, you may die.

In a world where the strong are respected, you don't have the strength to be killed and you deserve to be killed, and it is not illegal to kill people in this plane, killing a person is as simple as chopping cabbage.

Gu Qianyu now only hopes that the people in front of her must not be a big person who kills people without blinking, otherwise she and the people of the Dragon God Dart Bureau will have to give their lives here.

The further she went, the stronger the smell of blood became, Gu Qianyu frowned, and it didn't take long for her to see many corpses lying on the ground.

Looking at the clothes of these dead bodies, they should be bandits nearby, and there is also the corpse of the old darthead.

Seeing the old dart head lying in a pool of blood, Lin Ning jumped off the horse and rushed with a brisk step.

"Uncle Li." Lin Ning helped the old dart head up, probed his snort, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Lin Ning's expression, Gu Qianyu knew that the old dart head had been killed.

Gu Qianyu frowned, then glanced around, she smelled a trace of aroma in the smell of blood, as if it was the smell of rouge on a woman's body.

Sure enough, Gu Qianyu saw a woman in the bamboo leaf not far away, she was standing in the bamboo leaf, with her back to Gu Qianyu and them.

The woman was dressed in purple with a string of bells hanging from her waist, and when the wind rose, the purple robe fluttered in the wind, and the bells made a crisp sound.

Gu Qianyu: ("「)

She gave full marks for this appearance, enough to pretend to be forced.

Hearing the sound of the bell, Lin Ning looked up at the woman in purple, his expression was as deep as water, and the lines of his side face were very cold and hard.

Lin Ning clenched the sword in his hand, and he said to the woman in purple, "Below is the person from the Dragon God Dart Bureau, dare to ask the girl, can the death of these people be related to the girl?" ”

Being able to stand on the bamboo leaves with light skills shows that this woman's kung fu is definitely not low, and she is likely to be the one who killed Uncle Li.

As soon as Lin Ning's words fell, the woman in purple suddenly turned around, and then threw a whip at Lin Ning.

Lin Ning didn't expect her to make a move at all, the whip came mixed with the sound of the wind, Lin Ning's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly blocked the whip with a sword.

Avoiding the whip of the purple-clothed woman, Lin Ning looked at her coldly, "These people were really killed by you, who are you, what kind of enmity does my Divine Dragon Dart Bureau have against you?" ”

The woman in purple withdrew the whip, she raised her eyebrows, and her expression was arrogant, "Who knows what the Dragon God Dart Bureau is, and who does this girl want to kill." ”

After saying that, the woman in purple tiptoed lightly, and came down from the bamboo leaf with light skills, her wrist flicked, and the whip seemed to have eyes, and smashed straight towards Lin Ningmian's door.

Lin Ning dodged and wanted to avoid it, but his speed was not as fast as the whip of the woman in purple, and Lin Ning's arm was whipped hard.

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