The lonely image was unaware of the appearance of the tomb, and the dong jade flute lay across his lips, his eyebrows lowered, and he was still playing a distant tune slowly.

The tomb turned his wrist, and the blade of the long knife reflected the cold moonlight.

She walked up to him step by step until the tip of the knife hit the man's vest mercilessly.

She tilted her head, her long black ponytail scattered like pine smoke in the cold wind, and her cold white skin had a thrilling beauty.

"Brother Xiaolou......" she raised her red lips, "It's been thirteen years, and I'm back here." I haven't seen you in thirteen years, do you miss me? ”

The girl's voice was ethereal, like a harmless young beast.

Ning Xiaolou still had his back to her.

He slowly lowered his hand, and his slender Danfeng eyes picked up a slight smile, "I thought that you would die in the Central Plains." They say that spies are easy to discover, and the outcome of discovery is death. ”

The tomb chuckled twice, his pupils crimson and cruel, "I've disappointed you." ”

"I'm not disappointed...... Ning Xiaolou turned the jasper flute in a chic manner, "At least, give me the opportunity to kill you with my own hands-"

The moment the words landed, his figure disappeared in front of the blade of the tomb like a handful of floating ink.

The tomb wrinkled her eyebrows, and the keen instincts she had cultivated for a long time made her turn quickly.

The jade flute of the hole slashed against the blade, stirring up countless brilliant fireworks in the dark night!

The tomb eyebrows and eyes are cold, the body is agile and fit, and the lips are hooked and attacked Ning Xiaolou.

Both of them were dressed in black, and the action of the sparring under the starlight was dizzying, and the fireworks were scattered in the hand-to-hand combat, and the dong jade flute slid against the girl's head, and the sharp edge quietly cut her hairband.

Just as the night wind blew away the dark clouds, the moonlight poured into the city, and the girl's long green hair was scattered, she was like a crow falling on the corner of the eaves, and her eyes were cold for a moment, but they were also so beautiful that they were seductive.

As they entangled, Tianshu's secret guards quietly appeared behind the countless heavy tower guards, and the sharp blades brought out cold rays and blood beads, silently taking their lives from behind.

Xiao Tingchen shuttled through the ancient buildings, and the scene in the building was as cruel as purgatory, even if he was as cold as him, he couldn't help but be moved.

Thinking of Ran Ran being locked up in this kind of purgatory, and thinking that maybe even if he was rescued, that child might have already lost arms and legs, he felt a chill in his heart.

But he searched all the six ancient buildings, but still didn't smell Su Ran's breath.

He stood quietly in the room of the ancestor of the heavy building, staring at the room full of night pearls in a daze.

Could it be that Su Ran was actually eaten as a meatloaf by a madman?

That's why I can't find him......

This young emperor, who had seen the wind and waves, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat at this moment.

How should he explain to Su Xiaojiu?

His face was so gloomy that he could drip water, and for a moment he thought about where Burning might go, when he suddenly heard a loud noise outside.

He swept to the top of the ancient tower, in the night, Ning Xiaolou kicked the tomb into the air, the girl's soft body crashed through the roof of the gloomy ancient building opposite, the dust filled half of the sky, and the madmen who were locked in the ancient building rushed out one after another, losing their minds and biting and beating everyone they saw!

A guard who was seriously injured by the Tianshu master, dragged his heavy body out of the darkness, unfortunately bumped into this group of madmen, and was tragically bitten to death!

Xiao Tingchen's face was solemn.

Chonglou, is this kind of vicious method used to train masters and dead soldiers for the ghost prison?

The tomb barely crawled out of the rubble and sat on the corner of the eaves to catch its breath.

She was covered in scarred faces, her long knife was broken, and one hand was clutching her abdomen, blood oozing from between her fingers.

Ning Xiaolou stood on the opposite corner of the eaves, still warm as jade.

He played with the cave jade flute, and tilted his head with a smile, "After staying in the Central Plains for thirteen years, why is it worse than before?" Yes, the Central Plains are all pedantic and weak readers, and there must be no great-"

Before he finished speaking, a narrow knife pierced the moonlight and roared towards him!

Ning Xiaolou leaned back to avoid it, and Xiao Tingchen instantly appeared beside him!

The long black knife called betrayal whined and trembled in the wind, and the afterimages were so fast that it was impossible to catch, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed at his neck!

Ning Xiaolou was forced to retreat again!

However, his body style is not as good as Xiao Tingchen after all.

He slowed down.

The black ancient knife slashed across his shoulder, blood gushed out, and his shoulder blade was directly slashed!

Ning Xiaolou's face turned pale, and slowly fell on the eaves of the ancient building opposite like a fallen leaf.

He covered his shoulder blades tightly, his eyes roamed between Xiao Tingchen and the tomb, and finally smiled lightly, "It turns out that I found a powerful helper...... Ah Shi, is he your man? ”

Xiao Tingchen carried the black ancient knife on his shoulder in one hand and the snow-white narrow knife in the other, and looked at the tomb curiously, "Ah Shi? ”

The tomb was his subordinate for several years, but he rarely talked to him about the past.

The tomb was silent.

Ning Xiaolou's smile was even bigger, "Ah Shi, Ah Shi, I picked her up from a bunch of crazy people back then, and I also gave her this name, which means to pick it up." It turns out that she hasn't even mentioned this name to you...... It seems that she doesn't mean anything to you. Back then, she was willing to die for me. ”

The young man with a feminine and delicate face talked eloquently in the moonlight, as if he was telling something interesting.

The tomb's face instantly twisted and twisted, and he stood up, desperately trying to attack him.

Xiao Tingchen stopped in front of her.

He licked his thin lips evilly, and stared at Ning Xiaolou with interest, "Her current name is Tomb." Meaning, to bury everything that has passed. ”

Ning Xiaolou was noncommittal.

Xiao Tingchen didn't have the patience to spend any more time with him, and planned to capture him alive to torture Su Ran to confess Su Ran's whereabouts, but he still couldn't change his habit of talking about flowers, and said lazily: "Since the new love meets the old love, you have to decide the winner, don't you?" Ning Xiaolou, do you dare to fight me? ”

But he didn't give Ning Xiaolou time to answer at all, dragged two knives, and attacked that man indifferently!

Ning Xiaolou was seriously injured, his left arm could not be raised, and he was forced to parry with difficulty.

The tomb watched quietly.

A few strands of crow hair brushed lightly on her cheeks, she raised her hand to wipe the ashes on her face, and at this moment, she was suddenly very grateful to Xiao Tingchen.

Perhaps his former allegiance to Xiao Tingchen was due to his potential and power.

But at this moment, that awe of him completely turned into loyalty.

She is willing to lead Tianshu and be loyal to the Xiao family for generations!

Xiao Tingchen was too violent, and his killing moves were too sharp, and Ning Xiaolou couldn't parry it at all.

His body is like a kite with a broken string, falling weakly from mid-air!

Xiao Tingchen followed him like a shadow, and the long knife pointed straight at his lower abdomen.

Ning Xiaolou fell to the ground with a bang, but at the moment when Xiao Tingchen's long knife swept towards him, a loud Buddha horn suddenly sounded.

The golden whisk of dust roared from the depths of the night, and it was easy to pull away his long knife like a thousand catties!