All the sounds seemed to have disappeared, only the sound of "Old Seven" kept echoing in Leng Qi's ears, getting louder and louder, and in the end, Leng Qi's whole eyes turned black and he almost fainted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was only a few dozen steps away from the man, not too far.

But Leng Qi staggered, his steps were difficult, and he staggered several times and wanted to fall.

Seeing Leng Qi walking towards him like this, the mysterious man took two steps back slightly, and finally his figure trembled and stopped silently.

It wasn't until Leng Qi, whose eyes were blood-red, shook and took off the black clothes on his body, that the mysterious man turned his head away and said astringently, "Don't ......"

The miserable moon hid in the clouds, black, white and yellow, like a big flower face crying flowers.

There seemed to be something in Leng Qi's head, and it was broken, and a heart-rending roar finally roared out of Leng Qi's mouth.

Dark clouds surged, and the dry grass rustled on the ground in the wind.

The lonely ghosts who had been wandering in the night, whether black, white or red, were all terrified, shrunk in place and trembled, and even forgot to instinctively run away.

A huge palm condensed on Leng Qi's head, this was a heaven-turning seal that had not been used for a long time.

There was no reaction at all, and the huge palm suddenly slapped on the dozens of people who practiced corpses.

The expressions on the faces of those people froze suddenly, and they only faintly saw a half-illusory mass shatter from their bodies, and finally disperse and disappear without a trace.

Leng Qi smiled a little hideous, or a little helpless: "Let your soul fly away first, and then frustrate your bones and ashes!" After tomorrow, the corpse will be punished, and it will never exist! ”

I didn't see the cold seven thoughts to pinch the spell, the original gray mantle-like night, east, west, north and south and other eight directions, the stars gradually brightened.

Miao Jiang's group of people suddenly changed color, and looked at Leng Qi in horror.

Fanzhi's face was even more ugly.

The gang of people in the ghost market were a little at a loss, and a figure that seemed to have seen before, took off his cloak, and walked to Uncle Du, with a complicated expression: "After scattering three souls and seven spirits, I still don't stop, I knew this, I shouldn't have promised Cheng Yu to bring them into the ghost market!" ”

Uncle Du smiled miserably: "No, you can't hide!" You don't understand what this kid means to Qiwa. Now I don't want anything extravagant, I just hope that this cause and effect will go early...... How many people have died...... Lao Fan, you have been an elder in the Bai family for many years, after Qinling, only you and the kid from the Bai family are left, live, live well......"

The old man, surnamed Fan, sighed and stopped talking.

The stars are brighter in the night.

The palms that were wrapped in black qi hesitated a few times, and then suddenly pressed on Leng Qi's shoulder: "Old Seven...... Stop! ”

Leng Qi's eyes froze, he pursed the corners of his mouth, and looked at it for a long time, before he could vaguely find a trace of the thick eyebrows and big eyes from the person in front of him who was bathed in a thick corpse.

Hot teardrops fell uncontrollably to the ground.

Leng Qi squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, his mouth open, crying silently, but almost exhausted: "I...... I've said it a long time ago...... Don't let you get involved, you don't have to ...... If you don't listen, what should I do if you look like this? What should Ah Mu do? …… What do you want your grandpa to do? Standard...... What do you let us do? ”

As he spoke, Leng Qi didn't know what he remembered, his eyebrows grew cold, and when he raised his head, he was already full of killing intent: "Is it Lao Song?" ”

Huang Biao's body trembled suddenly, and finally smiled stiffly: "Aren't you going to punish all the corpse practitioners, just get rid of me!" ”

Leng Qiban raised his head, looking at the yellow label shrouded in corpse qi, and suddenly fell into a deep fear for no reason, and his words were unstable: "Biaozi, you, what do you mean......"

Huang Biao suddenly lowered his head, was silent, turned around, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Du said, after tonight, goodbye will be water and fire!" Seventh, I'm ......"

Before Huang Biao finished speaking, Leng Qi on the ground suddenly rushed up and smashed his fist hard.

Huang Biao's figure did not move, standing in place, letting Leng Qi's punch after punch fall on his face and body.

Until the red blood of Leng Qi's fist flowed out, Huang Biao still didn't move.

"Leng Qi, have you had enough!" Huang Biao said suddenly.

Leng Qi's figure froze, staggered back a few steps, looked at the back in front of him in disbelief, and suddenly roared angrily: "Get out, you get out of me, I don't need you to protect you!" Who the are you, what can you do when I'm protecting you, sir? How fucking old are you, I use you to protect me? Roll, roll away...... Bad luck stuff...... Who are you, you ...... I said you'll protect me......"

Gradually, Leng Qi was a little incoherent, scolding, scolding, and crying again.

Leng Qi cried, Jiu'er also cried, Luo Li, and even Li Mengkai had red eyes.

Yuan Zhenzi, who had always been very jealous of Leng Qi, at this moment, I don't know why, the jealousy was gone, and his heart was very heavy, and he suddenly found that Leng Qi at this time was so pitiful......

As for Leng Qi's scolding, Huang Biao always stood quietly in place until the scolding gradually changed its taste.

Huang Biao said: "Then I'm leaving...... See you soon......"

"Get out! No, never again...... Get lost! ”

It was unusually quiet, only Leng Qi's incoherent voice echoed in the empty night.

Huang Biao was silent for a moment, didn't say a word again, stepped on his steps, and his figure gradually blurred into the night.

Leng Qi suddenly asked sadly: "Why did you catch Xiao Jiu'er ......?"

In the night, Huang Biao paused, and suddenly a struggle of pain poured out on his face, and he muttered: "Of course, I'm afraid that it will let you know what I am now......

The voice was very low, so low that Leng Qi didn't hear it......

After speaking, Huang Biao looked up at the moonlight that seemed to be crying and laughing, and two lines of ink-like tears flowed from his eyes.

In the past, the three of them fought and made trouble, but since then, it is really gone, Huang Biao suddenly thought.

Huang Biao was finally scolded by Leng Qi, and he didn't look back.

He said, next time, it's fire and water, heh!

Leng Qi suddenly let out a chuckle and said silently: "Thief God, you treat me unfairly, why are you so tricky with ......me?"

Before the words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the air was a little red.