The conditions that are extremely important for escape, Xuan Zhongshi is aware of these, and in front of his eyes, the scope of vision is constantly shrinking, and in his ears, there is an urgent wind, blowing his eardrums.

When he entered the state, his heart suddenly became more vigilant.

Completely, blue yellow springs.

Therefore, the moon-chasing sword, suddenly, when he was about to fall to the ground, sent out a moon arc!

The voice of "呲呲" is still such a peaceful and elegant sword flower, which can take away anyone's life.

It's still like this under the moon.

It was dark and swarthy, and he couldn't see his fingers, but the shouts and shouts of those people passed in his ears.

"Ah...... How did he run away? ”

"Yes, I'm going to die!"

He jumped from the canopy, and the sea was growing day and night, and he still felt such darkness in front of him.

Pursing the lips, the sound of "squirming" is endless, and soon, it is mixed into a symphony.

The sound of scraping, their shouting, "poof" a few times, these sounds made Xuan Zhongshi's heart grab, and it was the faint sheng song dancing.

The demons are dancing.

Lustful dogs and horses.

His phoenix eyes closed slightly, connecting himself to the sail that rode the wind and waves.

Yunfan.

His body, fluttering, his eyes, the sound of "ahh

"Ah...... Boss, look--he--that thief, he kills me! ”

"Aren't you dead?"

He hooked his lips, but, spitting out, it was like this.

"You! Boss, I'm going to cook his meat for dinner! ”

"I want it too!"

"These, they will only eat! Brother, are you no longer good? Wait until I kill him......"

The man tore off the "scarf" and threw it directly without hesitation.

With a "bang", Xuan Zhongshi hurriedly wanted to hide, and the sound of "swooping" intensified, and there were some ghosts dangling in front of him.

Yes, those chasing soldiers were in disarray, they opened their mouths wide one by one, and when they were undecided, they all whispered.

"Second brother, will he die?"

"Huh?"

Evil energy, the face of Xuan Zhongshi, clearly revealed some of his charming aura, his figure is very good, and himself, squinting his eyes, the medicinal power in his body is exploding, his mind is full of ideas--the idea of how he can escape!

"Right! I can't be wrong! ”

However, the fierce moon-chasing sword cuts everything.

However, his "legs and feet are inconvenient", the boundless night in front of him, with his black clothes, he has more and more stiff breath, and he still can't die.

Dead branches and leaves, the voice "click", but when he thought of the Moon Chasing Sword, the whole person moved very strongly, the qi of heaven and earth dispersed, and in front of him were these people, blood-colored eyes.

"Kill him!"

These voices made him panic, and the whole person couldn't help it, and wanted to fall to the ground.

Hurt.

If it weren't for the unbearable pain, why would he be snorting?

He covered his arms, and the rickety organs on his body were also overwhelmed and screamed, complaining countless times, and he could not give up the alliance that was with him through thick and thin, and if he ran away, he would immediately be involved in these core places, would he die violently?

He hadn't eaten for a long time, and now he was hungry, and it was time for the moon to hook up, and the clouds here shifted, and a faint purple color appeared.

The body twitched a few times inexplicably.

"Not good!"

Moment.

Waning moon, crape myrtle, star dou, blood rays.

The sound of "hoo" is still the same, accompanied by the dying counterattack of the second-in-command!

"Don't!"

After he discovered the strength on his shoulder, his whole body shook fiercely!

It was so crazy that his body was shaking because of the weight.

"He's here--"

"Don't let him run, we can see it!"

"Hold him back!"

After a long and frantic voice, at this time, appeared in the area in front of him, tearing the pain, he bit his lower lip, and his consciousness drove him to summon the Moon Chasing Sword.

Eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.

The sand in front of him was like snow, and the second-in-command was already a bloody person's body.

There was hardly a single intact fur on his body, and the thrilling color of blood diffracted out of his body, and the blood flowed "tick-tock" on his body, which immediately defiled his clothes.

He frowned.

Slightly, he also opened his eyes and stared at him deadly, which made Xuan Zhongshi's heart furious.

But he soon realized that this was just a trap, and there was nothing to see at all.

His demonic blood has now taken effect, and the back of his hand is directly pinched by him.

"Don't ...... Walk! ”

"Kill!"

With a touch of sword light, he didn't have any tricks, the whole person was brutal, and he also twisted his arm and didn't let go, wanting to take this opportunity to cut his hand behind him.

The hot pain, he found that he was clearly carrying him, which was a loss, but he was also anxious.

"What the hell--"

"Him! He ......"

In the end, the soft shards of viscera, the half-dead second-in-command, he was plotted to death by the arrogant Xuan Zhongshi, he was still on the sword and went up the tree, wanting to draw his sword to help the search team!

"Okay, since you revealed my whereabouts......"

His good-looking lips pulled out an incredible arc.

After this remnant of his life, looking back on the present, he has really done a lot, who owns the woods here?

There is no royal law here!

With a "snort" sound, his shoulders jerked, and with his own strength, he went on a rampage, and the whole person went on a savage - in order to live, everyone had to do this.

"Month by month!"

His voice was clean and his whole body calmed down, and he gasped, wondering if this was a catastrophe in his life.

The head was cut off by him, and it seemed that it was only a layer of skin and blood vessels severed, and he clenched his conscience and thought, he found that the footsteps behind him were becoming more and more complicated, and he hesitated for a moment, and then continued to throw himself into exile.

The wind blows the hem of the clothes, and the foot steps on the sword.

He struggled to keep his eyes open, trying to find out what was flickering in the magnificent twilight.

Crape myrtle, change of heart.

He didn't know what was going to happen that night.

He held the head in one hand, and threw the body of the second-in-command, who was bleeding non-stop, directly into the grass freely, and the moment he pulled out the sword, the blood stained his eyes red.

Soaring, it seems that there is no taboo in it.

Because of the poisoning, his footsteps were false and real, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Is it an ambush behind you?

He's gone, what kind of ambush is this!

The light veil was like the robe of death, slowly enveloping him.

Is it the darling of fate, or the scourge of sin?