Unfortunately, the panther's wishful thinking was wrong.

Zi Yunchen didn't need Luo Qingyin to come back to save at all!

With two fingers stretched, Zi Yunchen easily clamped the hidden nail.

"Tsk, it's also poisonous." The corners of his lips hooked up a smile, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, looking deep and cold.

Luo Qingyin's hatred the most was the little man, the black panther's approach reminded her of Jiang Daifeng's malicious sneak attack in the royal martial arts hall, she was angry and backhanded a sword, cold and cold, like the wind and snow, the speed was actually three points faster than usual, and it slashed on the black panther's chest.

The panther staggered back three steps, then swept out the door clutching his bloody chest, shouting, "Kill them!" ”

The sturdy men surrounding the inn immediately rushed up and pounced on Luo Qingyin.

At the same time, Zi Yunchen's fingertips flicked lightly, as if bounced off the dust on his sleeve, and the poisonous dark nail broke through the air and sank into the black panther's chest.

The panther's body shook and fell to the ground.

The sturdy man was shocked: "They killed the three masters!" Kill them and avenge the three masters! ”

Zi Yunchen supported his cheeks with one hand, his eyes were shining and sparkling, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked: "Little kitten, you must not leave any trouble in the future, these people don't kill them, do you keep them for supper?" ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at him, and on the side of his wrist, the blue water spirit sword quickly swept into an afterimage, like flowing water.

The sturdy man couldn't flash and flash, and he couldn't stop it, and in a moment he became a corpse lying on the ground.

However, it was still taken away by a person.

That's Bidie!

When she saw the panther dead, she didn't care about the itching on her face and ran out of the inn like a desperate person.

Luo Qingyin's gaze swept over the corpse, and the blue water spirit sword that was not stained with blood turned around on his wrist, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It really deserves to be a good sword for killing." ”

"The swordsmanship is okay, but the body technique is too poor." Zi Yunchen's deep purple eyes glanced at her lightly, "Then." ”

It's a meteorite again.

Luo Qingyin had a headache when she saw the black ball, and smiled bitterly, she still took the ball and hung it around her waist.

"Let's go, the inn can't live."

Zi Yunchen walked to her side, and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile: "I have to live in the mountains for more than a month on the left and right, and it doesn't hurt to be a day early." ”

Luo Qingyin silently raised his eyebrows in his heart, raised his eyebrows and didn't see the snow ginseng doll and the ink monkey, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Broken monkey, if you don't come back, I'll leave." ”

She and the ink monkey were in touch with each other, and soon heard the echo of the ink monkey: "Squeak, we will wait for you at the east archway of the town." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

By the time we arrived at the east archway of the town, it was completely dark.

The snow ginseng doll sits on the top of the archway with a night pearl and plays guessing with the ink monkey.

Rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses will take the pearl of the night.

The snow ginseng doll is not yet proficient, and he loses the game.

"Sister, you've finally arrived, we've been waiting for you for a long time." The snow ginseng doll lost so much that she didn't want to play, so she stuffed the night pearl into the arms of the ink monkey and threw herself down from the archway a few feet high.

A bit of guts......

Zi Yunchen's impression of the snow ginseng doll was a little better, however, after seeing him in the arms of Zhan Luo Qingyin, he immediately subtracted that point and deducted one point.

Luo Qingyin can only belong to him!

Without waiting for Luo Qingyin to reach out to pick it up, Zi Yunchen took a step ahead of her and caught the snow ginseng doll and put it on the ground: "Go by yourself." ”

The snow ginseng doll looked at Luo Qingyin with tears in her eyes, and she was about to cry.

Mao Dun Literature