Chapter 340: Who Counts Whom
"Ahh
With a miserable scream, Nie Feng fell down in response, his body swooped out directly, and then wiped the ground and dragged out for several meters, only then did it stop, and after a while, the clothes under the moonlight gradually became stained with a dark blood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The surroundings were unusually quiet, except for the occasional breeze, it seemed that even the night insects had forgotten to chirp, and Nie Feng's body seemed to have turned into a stone on the ground, and he didn't move.
Yikes!
Finally, a faint and almost inaudible voice sounded, but it was not from Nie Feng, but in a dark corner, where a figure slowly stomped out.
The figure lowered his head, did not hurry, slowly came to the front, paused, and then stepped down on Nie Feng's right leg, if it was solid, Nie Feng's right leg would have to be seriously injured, but even so, Nie Feng still did not move, it seemed that he was really dead.
The soles of the figure's feet finally stepped on Nie Feng's thighs.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, Nie Feng's right leg bone was broken, but Nie Feng's body was still unmoved.
After a few more pauses, the figure finally lifted the soles of its feet and lowered them back to the ground.
"Huh...... Hahaha......"
The sound of laughter, like the friction of metal, resounded through the night.
"Qing'er, Qing'er! I finally found your murderer, and now I kill him, kill him, do you see it......?
The figure finally raised his head with Yuehua, with pale hair and a childish face, and no beard under his forehead, who else was not Mu Lei. However, at this moment, Mu Lei has completely lost the posture of the superior of the Mu Mansion, and the white hair swaying gently in the wind between his temples announces that he is now a miserable old man, but even so, the eyes of the old tears still flashed with the pleasure and excitement of revenge.
"Qing'er, you wait, I will cut off his head, tomorrow in front of your grave, knock him a little bit, and then burn him to ashes a little bit, I will let him fall forever, never be reborn, you wait!"
Mu Lei shook his arm frantically, and a blue-dyed long sword suddenly appeared, and the next moment it slashed down at the back of Nie Feng's neck, the blue light flickered, as if the cyan match, with a mighty wind roar, it seemed that even Yuehua was overwhelmed, and hurriedly dodged aside, revealing the mottling that belonged to the night.
However, if you look closely, you can find that the mottling at this moment is different from ordinary, as if countless black willow leaves appeared out of thin air, and then rushed towards Nie Feng's neck in an orderly and rapid manner, of course, these are beyond the reach of Mu Lei at this moment.
The cyan sword finally fell, but suddenly, Mu Lei's pupils shrank, and then his eyes were full of horror.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, a silver-white long sword swung away the front of the cyan long sword, and at this moment, Nie Feng, who was originally motionless, suddenly turned over, his eyes seemed to be staring at the poisonous snake of his prey, and he stared fiercely at Mu Lei, and then a golden light flashed, and lightning pierced into Mu Lei's lower abdomen.