"You copy the left, you copy the right, kill me"

"Whoosh"

The sound of the wind blowing in my ears was fast enough to compare with the speed of a sports car.

Through a layer of car glass.

Quan Jin watched a group of men in black civilian clothes rush out of the dark alleyway. Carrying a knife, he stabbed Disciple Thirteen in the shoulder.

In the eyes of Quan.

It is a group of men in black who do not know it, chasing and killing the disciples wearing the costumes of the ancient martial arts family.

"Bang"

Thirteen fell to the ground, covered in blood.

At this moment of crisis, Thirteen dared to raise his head.

The cold and hateful gaze stared at the man opposite, and with all his strength, he squeezed out a line of words, "A month later, the master's birthday." ”

"If she returns, you will poof"

The words are not finished yet.

Thirteen frowned and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Pain.

There was a heart-rending pain from the wound, and what was even more painful was the betrayal of the Great Elder, the sacrifice of Elder Yao for the sake of the Lord.

The man had been dead for seventeen years.

In the past seventeen years, the Venerable Lord has not been able to find her, how can he find her

Thirteen can only look forward to.

Looking forward to today, a month later, she can go to the birthday banquet for her master. In this world, the only person who can save the master's son is her

"She"

"Huh"

"I'd have died."

The man who surrounded Thirteen looked fiercely, raised the dagger in his hand in an uproar, and stabbed directly into Thirteen's heart

"So, you go to hell ahead of schedule"

The words that came out of the man's mouth were carried out along with his movements.

Thirteen is unwilling.

I really don't want to die like this

But he had no ability to resist, and could only watch as the dagger was raised, reversed, and locked towards him

Getting closer

Perhaps, this is the fate of the ancient martial arts family

It's fate

"Brake"

Just when Thirteen completely gave up on life.

A silver-gray sports car quickly rushed out of the alley, and at a speed of three hundred yards, it rushed sideways.

The man was stunned.

Before everyone could look up and see what was going on.

A voice with extreme frenzy and oppression, from the front seat of the sports car, slowly sounded "What are you guys"

"Disciple of the Guwu family, when will it be an outsider's turn to torture?"

who

Who's talking

Thirteen struggled to look up at the source of the sound.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes were pale because of the car lights, and he couldn't see what the girls in the car looked like.

"Where do ignorant ordinary people come from?"

"Hurry up and get out of here, do you know what the Gu Wu family is"

"If you dare to meddle in your affairs, you will die together"

Tut.

Quan Jin has lived for so many years, and he has not heard these provocative words.

What does the ancient martial arts family have to do with her?

The girl sitting in the car looked slightly cold, and the corners of her mouth raised the arc of the evil girl, only existed for a second, and then the smile was completely lost, and her eyes were raised.

"Whoosh"

Speed up.

It's so fast that the whole alleyway is buzzing with cheering.

Kwon looked straight ahead, his hand holding the steering wheel turned sharply, and he stepped on the accelerator on his toes.

"Whoosh"

The sports car crashed into several people

"I don't know what is alive or dead, give it to me, kill it," the man ordered coldly with squinted eyes.

however

Before the man could finish speaking.

The sports car suddenly turned, and the body roared past the man.

Thirteen looked up with his last breath, and then, as if he had seen something unbelievable, his pupils widened, and he even held his breath,

In a trance.

He seems to have seen it

I saw a silk thread dangling in front of me, as red as blood