Yin Chuan hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare." Zhang Fang's terrible Yin Chuan knew very well that even Kun Shang, who had to spend a lot of effort to submit, was killed in just one face, and Luo Yi was killed through the heart before he even had time to react, so how could Yin Chuan accept Huang Lian's words.

However, in the eyes of others, Yin Chuan is humble, how can a mortal martial artist be a high-ranking bloodliner.

At this moment, Yin Chuan really wanted to scold himself, who made his reputation as a bad person in the past too big, and at this moment he begged for his own hardship, and pit himself fiercely, leaving this urging Hades by his side.

Bai Feile vaguely guessed that Huang Lian had bad intentions, and she saw the treacherous gaze of the black-faced big man, so she hurriedly walked to Yin Chuan's side and muttered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Senior brother, there are weirdness, in my opinion, they are definitely not so kind, it is very possible"

As soon as the words came to his mouth, he was forcibly swallowed back by Bai Feile, and told him the truth of the matter with Yin Chuan's temper, and he didn't know what would come out yet, Bai Feile had been with Yin Chuan for a long time, long enough for Bai Feile to thoroughly understand his personality.

Nosy, sympathetic overflowing, Kunshang, who had repeatedly opposed him, escaped death because of his "kindness", and Kunshang not only did not know gratitude, but took revenge.

This incident is not unique, but Yin Chuan still does not want to forge ahead, and he has not changed his teachings.

Zhang Fang saw all this in his eyes, but he didn't pay attention to being looked down upon, everyone's contemptuous eyes, disdainful words Zhang Fang didn't listen to it at all, his face was still cold and serious, and his eyes fell on a man and a woman who didn't say a word.

The sense of existence of these two people is very low, the man Zhang Fang didn't find anything special, and his speech was like a stammer, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence, just nodded blindly and had no opinion.

And in the shadow of the corner of the earthen wall is a woman wearing a black blindfold in her left eye, and she threatens Zhang Fang no less than Huang Lian, and even three points stronger.

Suddenly, the blindfolded woman seemed to notice Zhang Fang's peeping, and her eyes suddenly collided with Zhang Fang's gaze, like a thunder explosion without a sound.

The two of them retracted their gazes abruptly, and the blindfolded woman calmed down, then looked at Zhang Fang and smiled faintly at him.

Time flies, and soon night falls, and Zhang Fang's team of eight people wanders aimlessly through the ruined cottages, oblivious to the skeletons of the villagers under the ragged clothes on the ground.

Although the scene was terrifying and terrifying, no one present had experienced it, and even Yin Chuan, who had always been disgusted with the dead, was very calm and did not care too much.

Hongliu Village, rather than a mass grave full of corpses, was dead silent, and the rich dead air was silted up in the air, like a black cloud.

The air was cold, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed to be overwhelming.

Everyone was solemn, and there was a huge threat lurking around, especially on a moonlit night, and the monsters were stronger.

The sky is a full moon, the moonlight is already cold, and the gloomy scene is even more gloomy and cold, and the breeze blows on the body, which is even colder and more biting than the cold winter.

There were only two women present, Bai Feile naturally relied on the blindfold woman to get closer, while Yin Chuan and Huang Lian walked at the front of the team, the short and fat man and the black-faced man were around the two of them, and at the end of the team was Zhang Fang, who was ignored and despised without saying a word, and even the most non-existent "stammer" also walked in front of Zhang Fang.

Except for the blindfolded girl occasionally glancing at Zhang Fang, no one cared about Zhang Fang, and Yin Chuan and Bai Feile seemed to have forgotten Zhang Fang who had coerced them before, and they didn't even turn back.

Yin Chuan and Huang Lian chatted deeply, as for what to talk about, Zhang Fang was not interested in knowing, there was only one person he really cared about at the moment: the blindfold girl.

The heavens and the earth were cold and gloomy, and the ground was chaotic, and the razor-sharp yin wind raged, mercilessly sweeping the dust on the ground into the distance.

Zhang Fang's robe was hunting, his black hair was like the willow silk of a red willow fluttering in the wind, and the big ring knife on his back was lying in the scabbard, and he didn't even leak a trace of murderous aura.

His face was cold and serious, without a trace of superfluous expression, even if there was no threat from monsters, he was like this, his whole body was as cold as ice, and no one should approach.

Everyone excluded him, and when outsiders looked at this team, they could clearly draw Zhang Fang out of Yin Chuan's circle.

I don't know if it's Zhang Fang's cold appearance, or if everyone laughs at Zhang Fang's identity strength, and doesn't want to surrender his identity to be with him, as if he loses his identity by doing so.

What is the identity of the bloodliner, in the eyes of Huang Lian and others, Zhang Fang is a commoner in cloth, and they are nobles, and they are not born at the same level and in the same world.

Bloodline people can sense each other's bloodline power, as if the bloodline power has a special smell.

Strictly speaking, Zhang Fang is also a bloodliner, but his true qi is really strong, almost filling the entire dantian qi sea, and it is not difficult for the majestic Gu Yang true qi to cover up the weak power of the dread. As long as Zhang Fang can't use his strength, ordinary people can't find out that he is a bloodline person at all.

Huang Lian carried the long sword upside down, the sword body bloomed with silver light under the moonlight, Zhang Fang saw it very clearly, there were five-pointed star blood patterns on the sword body, and Huang Lian's waist was a water bag made of black cowhide, he raised the sword in his hand, glanced at everyone and said: "It's dark, the monster will definitely not be reconciled, it will definitely come again, we must be vigilant, we must not take it lightly, once we find the situation, report to me immediately." ”

Everyone nodded, but Zhang Fang had a blank face, as if he hadn't heard Huang Lian speak at all, which made Huang Lian a little unhappy.

Anyone can see that Huang Lian is the head, and he is the only one who has the means to restrain the monster, and the rest have to rely on him.

"According to the foolish opinion, instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to take the initiative to attack, as long as his grandmother finds a way to lure the monster out, cooperate with the power of the evil star to severely damage or even kill him, once and for all, it is not for nothing that we will never suffer in the future" The black-faced man whispered beside Huang Lian, glancing at Zhang Fang at the end of the line, although the voice was small, it couldn't escape Zhang Fang's ears.

Zhang Fang is now at the beginning of his internal work, and his ears and eyes are clear, not to mention this kind of voice that is not covered by a special secret method. Zhang Fang could read the black-faced man's unkind eyes, and knew that he was calculating him, but Zhang Fang still didn't make a sound, and Quan Dang didn't hear it.

"No, this move is too risky, once you can't deal with it, wouldn't you miss your life, or the soldiers will come to block, you can leave here tomorrow, don't be in a hurry, take the initiative to take risks, and survive tonight is the most appropriate." The short and fat man disagreed, anyway, Huang Lian said that he could break through this barrier tomorrow, so there was no need to rush it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"I agree with Brother Sen's proposal and stay put, besides," Yin Chuan added in his heart, "Besides, with his strength, he will not be at the mercy of others." ”