Chapter 230: Cold Song 3

Leng Xuesheng didn't do much with them. Wrapping, she has been carrying her younger brother through the crowd, and those people saw her coming with a big knife, and quickly got out of the way one by one.

The crowd also began to panic, when the old man of the Wang family saw this situation. His face became very ugly.

Just after Wang Rongrong shouted, a large number of black people quickly poured out of the surroundings.

Those black-clothed men knew at a glance that they were well-trained, and quickly walked in the direction where Leng Xuesheng was.

The position at the door had been blocked by the man in black, and it was impossible for him to go over, so Leng Xuesheng had stopped running, standing there with a big knife in his hand, looking at them coldly through the gauze on the hat.

"Hmph. What a bullshit family, secretly doing all the shameless things that are unconscionable. Today, even if I die here, I will let you get the corresponding retribution. ”

Leng Xuesheng snorted coldly, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Leng Ge'er behind him, the corners of his mouth hooked up a perfect arc. There was a bleak look in his eyes.

When the people around saw this scene, they looked at each other one by one, and some of them had already begun to bow their heads and turn their heads.

When the old man of the Wang family saw this situation, his face turned blue with anger and his hands trembled. Tremblingly pointed to Leng Xuesheng in the middle.

"Bold, dare to break into my Wang's house to steal, come here, take her down for me, and beat her to death."

At his command, the black-clothed people around him looked at each other one by one, eager to try.

Leng Xuesheng sighed deeply, and the big knife in her hand was held tightly by her for a few points.

"Brother, I'm sorry, if my sister hadn't left you, you wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing, and our sister and brother would also live well in Beicheng.

However, don't worry, my sister will never care about leaving you anymore. After Leng Xuesheng finished speaking, he held a big knife in his hand and headed towards those black-clothed people.

Those men in black also rushed towards Leng Xuesheng.

At this moment, a black figure not far away stood on the top of the high building, watching the fight below.

He didn't know when some hidden weapons came out of his hands. With each swing, a man in black fell for his trick.

Leng Xuesheng struggled to fight with the other party, and after a long time, she slowly fell behind, although some of the black-clothed people around her fell into the secret move, but they still supported their bodies and rushed towards Leng Xuesheng.

The man in black saw that Leng Xuesheng was injured again, and her clean clothes were once again stained red with her blood.

There was murder in his eyes, but he waited left and right and saw no one coming, and in the end he was forced to show up.

The sword in his hand was also drawn out by him.

Originally, the people present were all holding the attitude of watching the play, but at this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared, and it was menacing.

The sword in the hand of the man in black seemed to be glowing with brilliance, and every time he passed, a man in black fell to the ground.

The appearance of the man in black made Leng Xuesheng slightly stunned.

However, she did not speak, still holding the knife in her hand, and slashed at the men.

The man in black looked at Leng Xuesheng's undisciplined slashing method, and was speechless, and quickly came to her side, reached out and grabbed one of her hands, fixing her behind him, and she used the sword in her hand to block all the dangers for her.

With the strength of one person, against more than a dozen big men, it can be seen that this person's martial arts are strong.