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There was a buzzing sound all around, as if there were countless insects chirping.

Ten swords suddenly slashed out of the darkness, and in an instant, they were already close at hand.

The little girl suddenly felt the warmth leaving her.

The wind is biting!

More like an icy moon!

Poignant and decisive!

She felt that she had never seen such a beautiful sword, which made people fascinated, and she couldn't help but want to hug!

So she went away with the sword.

But at the moment when she was about to touch the sword, all the poignancy vanished, and there was only one person in front of her, a knife!

Shadows stand in the darkness.

The tick-tock sound is constantly clear.

The little girl finally woke up, looking at the tip of the knife that was only an inch away from her, and her little heart was twisted fiercely.

Until the voice of an old man came from behind him.

"Let's go, this is not where you should be!"

The little girl turned. She thought the old man was talking to her.

But the figure with the knife in the darkness also turned around, and walked out of the door step by step with heavy steps.

The little girl finally knew where the ticking sound was coming from!

It was the blood of the figure dripping on the ground.

She was horrified.

I don't know how the figure was injured or when!

"You wounded him?"

"It's not!"

The old man said.

"Then why did he bleed so much?"

The old man did not answer, but sat back on the recliner in silence and shook his body slightly.

He didn't hurt him, he killed him!

So, all the problems don't matter anymore!

"Go back! this is not the place for you!" said the old man suddenly.

The little girl walked away in a huff.

The old man's attitude was unusually resolute, mixed with a smell of inexplicable horror that made her feel inexplicably frightened. She didn't dare to be petty, so she left the hotel.

A figure walked in through the door, followed by another woman.

The two stood in front of the old man, and the woman in white led by her showed a trace of complexity and persecution in her eyes.

"I know who you are!" she said.

The old man was silent for a moment, and said, "Really, who am I?"

"You're ・・・・・・ Mugou!"

The old man suddenly raised his head, his loose hair parted slightly, revealing an old but resolute face.

The two women were startled.

The old man smiled: "Sure enough, I deserve to be a Gu disciple, I have changed so much, I can see it!"

He laughed, but the two women didn't find it funny at all.

He's old!

Older than most old people.

In this cruel world, only a small fraction of the people who can live to old age are small.

Liu Ling, who was behind the woman in white, showed disbelief.

She couldn't have imagined that in just a month or two, that powerful teenager would become an old man.

Wrinkled skin, cloudy eyes, these features are all cruel reflections of his current situation.

"Actually, you don't need to come to me! my disappearance will do you more good than harm! at least you're free!" Mu Gou said.

The woman in white opened her mouth and said, "Maybe you're right!"

She turned away.

Leave Liu Ling alone.

"Why don't you leave?" asked Mu Gou.

"Because you're not dead!" Liu Ling said.

The answer was unusually concise, and there was a hint of determination.

"Do you have something to ask me?" Mu Gou said suddenly.

When he was buried in the bone ground, he sensed that Liu Ling's thirst for power had reached an extreme, perhaps she was carrying too many things on her body.

For example, hate!

"I need strength!" Liu Ling's eyes were a little red, like a gambler who had lost money.

All of her used to be the Spirit Hunters, but on that day, she pressed all of this on Mu Gou, in order to take revenge with the power of Mu Gou!

But now, the person she pinned her hopes on has become a bad old man.

From the prime of life to the twilight of life.

The period was only a short month or two.

To be able to make him like this, only a Gu Master can do it.

In other words, Mu Gou was likely to be burdened with the hatred of one or even more Gu masters.

For mortal warriors, this is a very desperate and terrifying thing.

Such a person has absolutely no future at all.

But Liu Ling did not choose to give up.

Her instincts have always been accurate.

Mu Gou will never be silent!

A hotel, a bunch of spirits, what others see in their eyes is only sinking and decadence, but she sees more deeply, more!

In fact, she didn't tell anyone else, she knew Mu Gou's identity at a very early age, but she has been observing, and she has seen more, and she has found more than the woman in white!

Mu Gou is not decadent, but accumulating, brewing!

So, she didn't go and won't go!

The old man suddenly laughed.

The smile was a little wicked.

Just like the smile he showed when he was buried in the bones.

Laughing and laughing, and finally becoming a little arrogant and wanton!

Liu Ling's heart trembled, and he only felt that the person in front of him had become incomparably majestic, tall, and a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly bloomed with an intoxicating color・・・・・・

After laughing――

"Let's go!"

Liu Ling's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly wanted to say something.

But he heard Mu Gou say: "Waiting for my summons!"

Liu Ling was overjoyed in his heart and said, "If the master has anything, as long as he orders the slave and maid, the slave and maid will definitely go all out!"

"It's good that you live in peace!"

Mu Gou said, he had already walked out of the door, and disappeared in the wind and snow in a short time.

Liu Ling looked at the two doors that were swinging by himself, as if he could smell the strong smell of blood through the heavy wind and snow!

This night is not destined to be a peaceful night.

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The rushing footsteps swept through the snow without stopping, leaving a few drops of crimson, unusually vivid in the vast white.

A warrior wrapped in a scarf ran for his life.

There was nothing behind him.

But he escaped in an unusually embarrassing way.

Seeing that he was about to cross a high wall, suddenly, a piercing sound came from the air, from far and near, and suddenly stopped at the warrior.

With a pop, his back bloomed with blood, and the lower half of his body seemed to have been swallowed by something, leaving only a head, which fell squarely to the ground.

A figure emerged from the darkness and looked at the head on the ground with satisfaction.

But what made him frown was that the expression on the skull's face was not fearful at all, only resentment.

"Why is there no fear?

He stomped on his head.

With a snap, the skull suddenly burst open like a watermelon, and it was a mess.

"Why not be afraid, because they know that you will eventually follow in their footsteps!"

A voice came from nowhere.

The man's face flashed with anger, and he shouted, "Sneaky, why don't you come out and see it?"

The voice laughed, "I don't dare, but someone will come looking for you!"

After that, there was no more sound.

The man's face was furious, if the other party stayed for a while, he would be sure to pull it out, but unfortunately, the other party was too cautious.

"It's just a bunch of stinky rats!" the man said disdainfully.

He turned suddenly.

I saw a man walking over with a smoking gun.

"You can't be careless!"

"Hmph, stinking smoke, I can smell you from afar!

"You can smell me, and it's proof you're alive!" said the Smokegunman.

"What do you want to say?" the man frowned.

The smoker took a few puffs and said leisurely, "The knife is dead! just a quarter of an hour ago!"

"What!" the man was startled, and the snowflakes fell on his head without realizing it!

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