"Who dares to disturb the Rakshasa Hall?" the guy turned his head and stared coldly at the four people who broke in.

One of them was dressed in white and carrying a silver sword, while the three people behind him did not look like Han Chinese.

"Senior Brother Bai!" Seeing Bai Si break in, Luo Qingshui was overjoyed.

Qigong saw the three desert people behind Bai Si, and hurriedly pulled Ling Yunfeng, who was originally hiding behind him, in front of him.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, heh, I want to see what you have to do to dare to stop the person I want to kill in the Rakshasa Hall. The head sneered, and a sharp claw in his hand stabbed at Bai Si.

Bai Si's eyes were quick, and the long sword in his hand stepped forward, blocking the sharp claws that the vegetable head smashed down head-on.

"Let's go!" Bai Si shouted, glancing at Bayard beside him, and the three of them hurriedly made a way.

At the same time, Bai Si took out the needle bag from his waist and threw it into the air, pinning the claws of the vegetable head hard.

Countless silver needles swooped down towards the four killers, dodging in the cramped room.

Saying that it was too late, Ling Yunfeng grabbed Yan Jinyu with his left hand and Qigong with his right hand, and the Ling Yun step under his feet unfolded, turning into a light and shadow and flashing out from the door that Bayar had let go. When Yan Jinyu left, she didn't forget to take her sword with her.

"Why are you still stunned!" Bai Si saw that Luo Qingshui was still standing in place, and shouted anxiously, that guy had already gotten rid of the shackles of the silver needle and entangled Bai Si.

"Oh oh!" Luo Qingshui reacted and ran towards the door.

"If you want to run, there's no way!" Seeing that Luo Qingshui was trying to escape, the cheongsam female killer knocked away the silver needle in front of her with three blows and two blows, took out a dagger from her waist, and threw it towards Luo Qingshui's back.

This dagger was menacing with true qi, but Luo Qingshui didn't pay attention, and only cared about dodging the vegetable head who came to obstruct her.

Caitou's attack was not fast in Luo Qingshui's eyes, so it couldn't hurt her at all, but she didn't know that there was a dagger stabbing at her behind her.

"Hurry up and get out of the way!" Bai Si naturally felt the cold air of Sen Leng, but he lacked skills, and there was no way to withdraw to block this knife for Luo Qingshui.

"Touch!" Just as the flying knife was about to pierce Luo Qingshui's body, a huge wolf tooth knife collided with it, and this flying knife like a wild bull still failed to pierce the blue wolf after all, and fell heavily to the ground.

It was Lang Mo, who was holding the wolf tooth knife in both hands, and used the blade to block the dagger for her.

"Huh, thank you, uncle!" Luo Qingshui seemed to see Lang Mo blocking a knife for her, and she was entangled with Caitou, and she actually had time to turn around and thank him.

"The great enemy is still in the mood to look elsewhere and pay attention to the opponent in front of you!" Lang Mo glanced at her with a cold snort, because he saw that the vegetable head was waiting for an opportunity to move, and he was ready to cut Luo Qingshui's throat at any time.

"Alas, uncle, you are so fierce!" Luo Qingshui stuck out his tongue and hurriedly turned around to face the killer in front of him.

"This Lang Mo, it's really a knife mouth and tofu heart, isn't he the first one to rush forward when people are in trouble?" said Bayar, who was standing at the door, with a smile.

"Yes, isn't he usually like this, just love ......" Saren nodded, she just wanted to say that Lang Mo loves to be strong, but now, there was originally a killer with a pill head who had appeared behind Lang Mo at some point.

They are all real killers, and every strength and degree is not below Bai Si. Lang Mo couldn't even block Bai Si's move, let alone these assassins who were already thinking about killing them?

"You're ......" Saren subconsciously shouted loudly, and Bayar obviously saw the claws raised by Maruko's head, and he was fast

Running towards Lang Mo, he had already realized that something was wrong.

But it was already late, and Lang Mo, who was talking to Luo Qingshui, was only concerned about waking up others, but he didn't notice that he was also facing away from the enemy.

"Sting!" The claws were as smooth as tearing rags, instantly piercing Lang Mo's chest and exiting his chest.

A stream of blood gushed out of his chest and splashed on Luo Qingshui's face.

Luo Qingshui, who had just turned around, was stunned, she only felt that there was a hot liquid spilled on her face, she subconsciously reached out but touched it, only to see her fingers soaked in blood.

She was frightened, and turned around, only to see that the killer with the head of the ball was pulling his claws out of Lang Mo's chest, and another burst of hot blood was spilled on her cyan clothes.

Luo Qingshui was really dumbfounded at this time, the first time she saw someone being penetrated in the chest in front of her.

"Uncle Wolf?" she forgot what Lang Mo's name was, only remembered her surname Lang, and she asked tentatively and softly.

But Lang Mo no longer had the strength to answer her anymore, and in the next second, his body rushed forward, and Bayar had already swept to his side, steadily dragging his sinking body.

"Let you meddle in your affairs, such a weak cultivator dares to show off, I think you are tired of being crooked. The killer of the pill head smiled wickedly, looking at the bloody claws in his hands. Killing was nothing in his eyes, but it made him feel comfortable.

"You!" Bayar hugged Lang Mo, the blood spilling from his chest could not be stopped, and at this moment Bayar's tiger skin shawl was dyed red.

Bayar gritted his teeth in hatred, but he knew that he could only fight one of them at most, and if the three of them joined forces to attack him, he would be no match for them.

He took out a yellow bead from his chest and smashed it to the ground, and countless sand and dust instantly poured out of the ball. The whole room seemed to roll up a sandstorm out of thin air, and there was wind and sand everywhere.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" The four killers couldn't figure out the direction, kept coughing, and desperately fanned the wind and sand in front of them with their left hands, trying to see the location of their prey, but it was all in vain, and the wind and sand fascinated them so much that they couldn't open their eyes at all.

After about half a minute, the wind and sand slowly stopped, and the four of them were covered with sand and dust, becoming like four sand sculptures, and Luo Qingshui and the others had already disappeared.

"Big brother, what should I do? They fled again!" the cheongsam female killer frowned, obviously a little unwilling.

"It doesn't matter, they dragged the wounded and certainly couldn't go far. ”

The head of the cabbage smiled coldly, he pointed to the blood stains on the ground, and was pointing all the way along the outside of the door, intermittently, but exceptionally clear.

"As long as you follow the blood, you will definitely find them, let's go!" Caitou waved his hand, and he walked out of the casino with the three killers, not forgetting to turn around and set a fire to burn the house down.

This is the base of the Rakshasa Hall in Falling Dragon City, but they have killed too many people and don't want to be discovered by others, so they have to make this decision to destroy the corpses.

At the Yunlong Inn, Bayar was holding Lang Mo, Saren followed him worriedly, and Bai Si Lingyunfeng and they followed.

"Sorry, it's all because of us. Bai Si looked at Lang Mo's pale lips and complexion, feeling guilty in his heart, he knew that if it wasn't for helping him find Luo Qingshui, Lang Mo would be fine at all.

"No, it doesn't matter. Lang Mo was lying on the ground, he couldn't hold out in the inn anymore, and Bayar put him flat on the ground in the alley next to the Yunlong Inn in order to make him breathe more easily.

"It's all me, voluntarily. He said as he breathed weakly.

The sharp claw of the pill head tore his heart muscle, and even Bai Si restrained his hands

There was no way, if it weren't for the strong physical strength of the immortal cultivator, he would have already lost his breath.

"You're fine, you'll be fine, we're going to catch thieves together, fight robbers together, and be heroes together! Have you forgotten? Your wish since childhood was to be a hero like Baturu. Bayard squeezed Lang Mo's hand tightly.

"No, those don't matter anymore, ahem!" Lang Mo spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Yar, you're right, Daxia is really, there are many masters, before, I was too arrogant, I didn't have the ability to become Baturu at all. Lang Mo said slowly, and Saren's tears couldn't stop flowing.

"No, Brother Wolf, in Qing Shui's heart, you are a big hero, and Qing Shui will become a hero like you in the future. Luo Qingshui said seriously, she didn't cry, but she didn't know why she was a little panicked in her heart, as if there was a deer crashing into her heart.

"Ha, ha, is it? Then let's make an agreement, okay? When you really become a hero in the future, you must come to the desert and tell me, okay?" Lang Mo reluctantly showed a smile, and this smile made the scar on his chest bleed faster.

"Okay, Brother Lang Mo, I will. Luo Qingshui nodded desperately, this time she really remembered his name.

Yan Jinyu and Ling Yunfeng didn't know what to do, so they had to stand in place in silence.

"Old man. Lang Mo turned his head and looked at the beggar beside him.

"You still owe me a duck leg!" he grinned suddenly.

"Hey, it's all my fault, my old beggar doesn't have anything to give you, there is a duck leg here to pay you, and when my old beggar steals something good, he will definitely share half of you!" Qigong was in a hurry, he didn't seem to have experienced this kind of thing, and hurriedly touched his pocket, as if he really hid a duck leg in his arms.

But Lang Mo didn't let him dig it, but laboriously reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Brother White. He turned his head back to look at Shiraji, perhaps he really didn't like Shiraji before.

"I, I still owe you a word that the master didn't call!" Lang Mo's breath grew slower and slower, so that his last tone word was so light that he couldn't hear it.

Bai Si didn't know what to say, he gritted his teeth and squeezed Lang Mo's hand.

"I know you don't like me, but I still have to thank you. ”

"No, no, I have always wanted to recognize you as a master after the martial arts competition with you last night, I, I am really sincere, but I am embarrassed to shout, cough cough cough. Lang Mo suddenly took a breath, and the expression on his face looked painful.

"Do you know why I hated you all the time?" but he didn't stop, but continued to persevere, he knew that if he didn't say something, he wouldn't have a chance.

"I know that Ah Mei likes you, so I hate you, but now I am going to die, in the future, you must treat Ah Mei well in the future, otherwise, I will not let you go!" Lang Mo's eyes suddenly widened, and he glared at Bai Si viciously.

"No, no. Saren knew that Lang Mo's words were for herself, she was already stained with tears, her skin was already dark, and the more ugly she cried, but she didn't care about her own image, she only knew that she was lying on Lang Mo's chest.

"You don't want to die, don't die, when we go back, we will get married, I want to marry Brother, marry Brother!" Saren cried and screamed, but Lang Mo couldn't hear it anymore, and his hand holding the corner of Qigong's clothes suddenly let go.

A young immortal from the desert died in this Fallen Dragon City like this, and he still had a smile on the corner of his mouth when he left, I don't know if he finally heard the cry of his beloved woman.