"The little boy is a good skill......

The mysterious man glanced at him lightly, a faint smile flashing in his eyes.

The purple clothes are handsome, the jade crown is lightly bundled, and the folding fan in his hand is swaying in the wind.

It's like a handsome little boy.

While the other party was looking at her, Gui Chu was also looking at the other party.

I can't see the depth for the time being.

Gui Chu secretly thought to herself, maybe she would have some trouble tonight.

"In the middle of the night, the little boy is lost, do you need to guide the way?"

One of the men in black stepped forward and spoke vigilantly, but the hand on his waist had already secretly accumulated internal strength and was ready to attack.

"Don't hide it from a few, this son is here to guide a few."

Gui Chu gently opened the holding bone in his hand, and wiped his little hand on it, looking baby.

"What way?"

The man in black was puzzled and asked, could it be that this little boy is from that side?

Gui Chu chuckled, and Junyi's face instantly became bewitching.

"Huangquan Road ......"

As soon as the words fell, the bones in Gui Chu's hand flew out instantly, turned into afterimages, and shot straight at several people.

Several men in black hurriedly dodged, but they were still killed by arrows shot from nowhere.

The black-clothed man at the head hurriedly took out his weapon and yelled around.

"Protect the master!"

With his order, dozens of black shadows appeared in the clearing, stopping in front of Gui Chu.

"Tsk! Can't you get my clothes dirty......"

Gui Chu nodded thoughtfully, and his body rushed into the encirclement like an arrow from the string.

The jade fan in his hand turned into a hell scythe, constantly harvesting the lives of the man in black.

The mysterious man looked at all this in front of him, and more accurately, those dark eyes were tightly glued to Gui Chu's body.

A shadow fell lightly behind him, and he watched thoughtfully at Gui Chu, who was killing happily.

"Which little son, I haven't heard of it in the rivers and lakes."

He doesn't look very old, but this aura fluctuation is unfathomable.

"The body method is light, the number of paths is tricky, and the exercises are unpredictable, which exercise is this?"

The Shadow took two steps forward and stood with the mysterious man.

The silver mask on his face obscured his appearance, and only a pair of eyes that sparkled with interest and thin lips that were gently hooked could be seen.

The mysterious man withdrew his gaze and glanced at him.

"Want to know, go try?"

Before the masked man could answer, a piano suddenly sounded.

The sound of the piano turned into a sharp wind, lifting the hem of the clothes that had returned to the beginning.

Gui Chu jumped lightly, kicked his feet in the air, turned the jade fan in his hand, and turned over to draw a sharp force.

"Ahh

The screams sounded, and the man in black fell in front of the two, blood spurted wildly, and he suddenly lost his breath.

Gui Chu heard the sound of broken bones, and then looked at the broken guqin not far away, and pouted.

"The people of Xuanyin Pavilion are not very good......

"I'll meet him!"

Seeing her so arrogant, the masked man sneered.

kicked the corpse in front of him, the light and shadow in his hand flashed, and a scythe with a black body appeared out of thin air.

In an instant, the masked man came to Gui Chu's body, and with a wave of his arm, the sharp tip of the knife slashed through Gui Chu's slender neck.

Gui Chu turned around quickly, his mind was stunned, and his body did not retreat but advanced.

Holding the scythe from the bone, the tip of his left finger flashed with a silver glow and slashed towards his arm.

The masked man was stunned and hurriedly dodged.

But the distance was too close, and no matter how fast he moved, the sleeves were still cut out.

"Divine Disciple Formula!"

Gui Chu took a few steps back and stood still, hiding the surprise in his words.

It was only in the blink of an eye, but it was enough for her to see the pattern hidden behind the sleeves.

The Wuqing Death Scythe is the symbol of the head of the gods and ghosts of the gods, the long formula.