Chapter Eighty-Six: The Praying Mantis Catches the Cicada, and the Yellow Sparrow Follows

The nightmare is crimson, a piece of gorgeous, but it is a dream bubble, the streamer is instantaneous, only in the dream.

For the sake of a kiss to Fang Ze, those drunkards who were fascinated by others, biting each other verbally, insulting each other, confused and unaware that their actions had been manipulated by others, and the scene was extremely hot and inextricable.

Wei Yousang looked at these noisy red-eared and red-eared drinkers, his expression was indifferent, his white fingertips flicked the table, and sighed secretly, "It's just a spring dream, why bother?"

The Oiran on the stage has the strength to make Wei Yousang not without a clear view, and it will make it easy for these ordinary people to get their hands on it, maybe in the morning, recalling that ** moment, it is just a dream.

Meng Jiangnan's methods have long gone beyond the ordinary place of sound and sensuality, and compared with some other Qinglou, he makes judgments.

There is a difference between elegance and vulgarity, but there are several grades in between.

Compared with the previous places where heavy makeup was smeared, crisp breasts were half exposed, and business was solicited by skin and flesh, Mengjiangnan directly penetrated into the soul, cracked the ** in people's hearts, made people think about it, and provoked the soul to go deep into the beastliness, which made people crazy.

The hall returned to noisy noise, passing cups and cups, so lively.

Wei Yousang waited quietly in the corner, he was like a gentleman who was not in a mess, in this mess of flowers, practicing his concentration hard, and turning a blind eye to the flattery thrown around.

Finally, an hour later, the door he had been waiting for opened.

"It's him", Wei Yousang was surprised.

Wei Yousang still remembers that when he first came to the Hunter League, the little guy who sold him the apprentice hunter card and helped him get the hunter's equipment, "This person is actually happy and flattering, and he is extremely low-key." ”

Quietly, Wei Yousang locked on to Wang Sun and watched his figure disappear at the gate.

I didn't feel that I picked up the wine bottle in front of him, put it under my nose and sniffed it gently, and the untouched sip of wine in front of him actually made him a little intoxicated.

Taste it at a moment's notice, mellow and long, fragrant, thick but not spicy, refreshing and pleasant. The wine slowly spreads on the taste buds, leaving a fragrant aroma on the mouth, which is fascinating.

Wei Yousang savored it with an intoxicated fascination, and after a pause, he turned his head and drank it all. "Such a fine wine, maybe the famous wine on the blue planet - Wuliangye is also the taste. ”

After the wine was full, Wei Yousang followed out without a trace.

Wang Sun was full of wine and staggered with a few fox friends and dog friends.

After following the spirit-shaking Wang Sun for a few streets, relying on his keen perception, Wei Yousang found three other looming breaths.

The owners of the three breaths are not to be underestimated, Wei Yousang sensed with all his strength, and he couldn't perceive the specific direction of the three of them, as if they were blending into the night, mysterious and powerful.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, Wei Yousang doesn't want to be a praying mantis and make wedding dresses for others in vain. While marching at will, Wei Yousang slowly widened the distance between him and Wang Sun, not daring to reveal his purpose.

At the same time, he was envious of the concealment breath method, and his eyes were blazing.

Wang Sun inadvertently turned into a secluded alley, like a fuse, and a fight ensued.

After all, the iron law that you can't use force in the city has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if the strength is not weak, you consciously avoid it, so as not to be used by the Beast God Sect as a tool to kill chickens and police monkeys.

"Boom. ”

There was a loud bang, and the muffled sound of fists and palms intersecting woke up Wang Sun, like a bucket of cold water poured from his head, his whole body shivered, and the alcohol was completely gone.

The two black shadows struck back and forth, blocking Wang Sun and the others in the alley.

However, in front of Wang Sun, the same warrior dressed in black stood proudly.

If it weren't for this person, the ghost-like attack just now would have immediately made Wang Sun lose his ability to resist.

Without saying much, the three black shadows were intertwined, drawing out the afterimage of the Dao, like the god of death weaving a big net, weird and mysterious.

Wang Sun's heart was shattered and trembling.

The fluctuations of the battle made him panic, and several people huddled together.

The speed of the three is extremely fast, but they are afraid of each other, and they have fought dozens of times, but they still have not decided the winner.

Wang Sun and the others tightened their bodies and hugged each other. The level of battle is far beyond their comprehension, and they can only pray to the heavens.

Among the several people, I don't know who yelled "Run." ”

Coincidentally, several people were frightened and ran wildly.

Wei Yousang watched from afar, surprised in his heart, and secretly said that he was lucky.

That Wang Sun also has a master guard, hiding around, and his strength is extremely not weak, with one enemy and two, he does not fall behind.

Although the fight of the three is dull and seemingly bleak, it is killing everywhere, and if you are not careful, you may fall.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

After observing from a distance for a while, the wonderful battle made him reluctant to give up, but Wei Yousang still made a detour and went straight to the protagonist.

None of the three people in the battle were aware of Wei Yousang's existence, although he did not have the ability to breathe, but he used his vision and perception far beyond ordinary people, and kept an appropriate distance from each other, wandering outside the battle.

Wang Sun rushed wildly, dizzy, and rushed into a dark alleyway again in a panic.

Wei Yousang was overjoyed in his heart, saw the opportunity to act, his figure flashed, and he arrived behind Wang Sun in a false flicker.

gathered his palms into a knife, and lightly knocked on Wang Sun's neck without any force, and the work was done.

Wang Sun only saw the figure flickering, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he lost consciousness.