The Mid-Autumn Festival is complete, but today it is pouring rain, which is very abnormal.

As the rain hit the ground, it was as dense as a drumbeat, and the sound of many running footsteps was also buried by the sound of the rain, and it was not easy to detect.

Those footsteps came from afar!

Coming from all sides, surrounding!!

Hurriedly treading the rain.

On the other side, in the palace where "stealing half a day of leisure" was held, the blood and water turned into a gossamer, turning into red snakes, swimming, and gradually fading.

Ram Tu tilted his head and fell to his knees, his halberd hair dyed red, and one of his terrible bronze bell-like eyes had lost all their luster, and blood was pouring from behind him.

He's dead, but he's proud enough!

Because under the ambush of a group of masters, he still killed the wind path people, injured the master of Kuzen, and even killed many masters, and finally was killed by the child spear king of the Fengmen in the Four Seas Gun Society, a stunning explosive spear in one hand, sneak attack from behind and broke out of the body, through the heart, which killed him.

This Great Zhou Quanchen who covered the sky with one hand, he has been practicing the Heavenly General Xuangong for 50 years, but unfortunately he lacks the killing qi and fails to complete it, not to mention the perfection, that is, if it is Dacheng, the true qi of the Heavenly General in fifty years is enough for him to escape from here.

"The Demon Gate Technique, it's really terrifying. ”

Yin Yuhao of the Huashan Sword Sect looked at the Tai Lieutenant who died on his knees, and said with palpitations.

"Yes, the mystical skills of these demon gates, every time they come out, it is a catastrophe in the rivers and lakes, fortunately, there are traces to follow, so that they will not be quietly practiced. ”

The child gun king was holding the gun, and the amazing shot just now consumed almost all his internal strength.

Although he is old, his marksmanship is still sharp.

Turning to look at the wind path man who was torn in half on the other side, everyone fell silent again.

The little emperor was also silent, and then bowed deeply and said: "I am deeply grateful for everything you have done for this country today.

Feng Zhenren, he died for the people and for the world!

As he spoke, he bowed deeply again to the miserable Wind Path man.

When he looked up again, his eyes were looking out the door.

There was heavy rain outside the door, there was a long way, and there were righteous masters who were sent out to Mingyue Palace to eradicate traitors.

With the vote in hand.

Taiwei ambushed, and the queen also died in the resistance, and after that, it was to clean up the remnants of those rams, but the demon gate was always isolated, and slaughtering a ram's family would not provoke a more powerful opponent.

On the contrary, it is himself, with the support of the righteous path, and the future is bright.

A pair of dog men and women!

Today is the time of your death.

The Kuzen master said to Amitabha Buddha, and then said: "Your Majesty, since the overall situation has been decided, it is time for the old man to leave." Shaolin will have other people stay in the capital to assist His Majesty. ”

Xuan Ming said: "Master, please stay, take a break for a while, and hurry in the heavy rain, isn't it my fault?"

Seeing that he was sincere, the Kuzen master stopped, and then suddenly said, "The queen... I heard that the old man is still young, and the monks don't want to kill more, so the old man is just asking for a favor for her?"

Save a life, win a seventh-level floating slaughter.

Xuan Ming shook his head and said: "The master knows the name certificate in her hand, if she is alive, the ram family has left seeds, and the heavenly generals have saved the demon skills for cultivators, it will be a wildfire that will not be burned, and the spring breeze will blow and regenerate, and then it will be a scourge to the common people."

The master saved one person today, and this one person is still harming thousands of people. She is my wife, if it weren't for my helplessness, how could I be willing to let her die?

If she learns that the Tai Lieutenant is dead, I am afraid that the next moment there will be news to inform the general who is guarding the border pass, so that we will lose the opportunity.

Cutting through the chaos with a quick knife and the momentum of thunder is the best way to put an end to turmoil. ”

Master Kuzen said, "Amitabha, the emperor is really a generation of heroes", and then he stopped talking and stood on one side.

Dozens of righteous path masters, but to deal with a weak female stream, even if she has practiced that magic skill, but after all, she has not yet practiced, so it is more than enough.

Steady.

Everyone felt very stable.

The flame in the little emperor's heart is still burning, and he wants to see the heads of the pair of dog men and women, and then he can dispel the hatred in his heart.

If possible, he even wanted the two to be put to death.

Unfortunately, the timing did not allow for this.

Cheap you guys.

Xuan Ming sneered in his heart.

Don't blame me, whoever made you the people of the Demon Gate and the source of the scourge of the world, you just deserve to die!

Heavy rain is still falling.

The barefoot petite queen held her cheeks and stared at the somewhat blurred world in the rain curtain, "Xiaobai, you go wash some grapes." ”

However, Xia Bai didn't get up, he sat quietly, as if waiting for something.

"Dead minion, don't you still think I'm the master?"

The queen said coquettishly, "Shouldn't you say 'no' and kneel in front of the palace?"

Xia Bai smiled and said, "Do you really want me to wash the grapes?"

Ram Xiaoqian's eyes lit up, and she experienced a kind of joy of conquest, "Then of course, go quickly, you are my personal eunuch, you can't ask me to wash it myself, right?"

Xia Bai nodded, he naturally knew where the grapes were, the small cellar in the back room of the Mingyue Palace was full of chilled fruits, as well as rare wines.

I got up, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and the umbrella surface was raining down, and then I stepped down the steps and went away.

The queen watched the back of the white-clothed figure disappear into the corner, and inexplicably gave birth to an ominous premonition.

Why hasn't the Captain come yet?

It's already so late.

Didn't you make an appointment?

She frowned and thought, the uncle is strong in martial arts, and he will not be taken advantage of, since he didn't come, it must have been some emergency.

At this time, she can't act rashly and startled the snake.

Holding a pair of snow-white long legs, looking at the unusually heavy rain at the end of September, thinking that the white-clothed figure was picking grapes in the ice cellar, I couldn't help but feel a little warm in my heart.

At first, it was only because of Xiaobai's peerless appearance that he was accepted as a talking companion, and after these daily interactions, Ram Xiaoqian felt quite warm.

Although there is no vigor, there is no choice between life and death, everything is very dull.

The master does not have the appearance of the master, and the slave does not have the consciousness of the slave, and many times she even washes the fruit and gets the wine by herself, and the slave accepts it calmly...

"It's just too much. The ram said excessively, but there was a smile on his lips, and the smile was like a flame burning in the heart of an iceberg.

Stomp Tread...

The dense footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the ram Xiaoqian finally noticed that something was wrong, his eyes were clear, and when he turned around, he took off the eaves, and a long arc moon knife hanging in front of the gate of the Mingyue Palace was lying down lightly, frowning and looking in all directions.

The courtyard was empty, except for the sound of heavy rain.

It seems that the footsteps I heard just now were just my own auditory hallucinations.

"Congyun!" the ram Xiaoqian shouted the name of the palace maid, this palace maid should be guarding the door at this time, she is going to greet the captain.

No one answered.

The petite queen shouted again: "Congyun." ”

In the courtyard of Mingyue Palace, there is still only her voice, this kind of emptiness, with a kind of depression and tranquility about to come.

The ram put on his boots, and when he looked up again, he saw that in the heavy rain, one after another pressed the hat, with the cold light, the killers from the yard and from the gate, like a rushing black stream, rushed towards her!