In the group of corpses, a figure slowly stood up, his red eyes staring at the blood mist on his hands, and he gritted his teeth and shouted four words: "Eight Great Families".

A roar of sorrow resounded throughout the wilderness, like a devil crying.

At night.

A four-colored void fire ignited the lying corpses like ghosts, and as their flesh and blood continued to burn, the radius almost turned into a ghost.

In the black, those red and bloody eyes were full of hatred and sorrow.... He reached out and pulled out the ghost's eye, which had turned completely black by this time.

It was a manifestation of an extremely dark state of mind, Xiao Qi waved his hand and cut off a rock, and then carved words on its surface.

The names of the one hundred and fifty-six young boat guards are engraved on them one by one.

When the blade fell for the last time, the word Xiaoqi was also engraved.

From this moment on, Xiao Qi was already dead before.

I... It's Xuanyuan without a trace.

I only live to take revenge on the Eight Great Families.

The black shadow knelt down deeply, his steps staggered slightly, but his eyes were full of power, and it was the power of hatred.

The moment he slashed his finger with the blade of his knife, a gurgle of bluish blood covered the boulder, as if giving the words some kind of magical power, and then they produced an eerie light, forming a place of confusion from this hundred zhang space in the blink of an eye.

When the shadow came out of the fog, his form gradually disappeared into the night.

In this ten miles of land, a group of well-armored soldiers rushed into the jungle, and the man led by him looked nervous and searched everywhere for traces of fighting, his face was extremely ugly, especially when he heard the rumors of those ghost cubs in the Xuanyin Sect, he was even more anxious.

Although Xuanyuan Bo didn't believe that the little master would be killed so easily, he still couldn't suppress the tension in his heart and rushed to this place where he had been killed overnight. Since almost all traces of the killings had been covered up at this point, it was clear that the place had been cleaned up in some way.

However, Xuanyuan Bo could still find some clues from it, and his face gradually became solemn. He seemed to be gradually believing in the Xuanyin Sect rumors.

At this moment, a beautiful woman turned to him seductively, her eyes full of admiration and trust. Ever since she rescued him in the sea of clouds that day and saw his scar, the woman had fallen in love with this mighty man. From that day on, she inquired into the origin of every scar on the man's body, until she was deeply attracted by the man's things and couldn't extricate herself, she made up her mind that she would not marry in this life.

Rosier is such a stubborn and rebellious character. Everyone is a matchmaker from her parents, but she finds a husband by herself.

Other women do some family housework, but she prefers to disguise herself as a man and go to the battlefield with her husband.

Therefore, the three words Rosie, in Zailuo Mansion, are synonymous with willfulness.

It is precisely because of this that she can make Xuanyuan Bo enter Luo Mansion as a pauper.

It can also make those old stubborns of Luofu remain silent when they choose the leader of Luofu Jingwei again.

That's how Rosier is building her husband step by step and shaping him into her inner hero.

Therefore, every Luo Qian'er looks at Xuanyuan Bo with a touch of admiration.

That's worship from the heart.

Xuanyuan Bo didn't notice Luo Qian'er's eyes at this time, he was just immersed in his inner sadness and anxiety.

His fingers swept hard over a streak of blood that could be hidden, and suddenly a sticky mass was scraped up by him.

He picked it open with his fingertips, and immediately saw something dirty.

Xuanyuan Boke is a veteran of the battlefield, so he naturally knows what these things are.

It was after the mass killing, when the plasma mixed with the internal organs and shattered to form a paste.

This shows that there have been at least 100 people massacre here.

At the thought of that kind of terrifying killing picture, Xuanyuan Bo's face turned blue.

If it was really the little beggars of the little master, they would be slaughtered here. Xuanyuan Bo couldn't believe that the little master would be spared.

He knew the character of the little master, and he regarded the little beggars as more important than his own survival.

If the little beggar had been slaughtered, he would never have left alone.

As if she couldn't bear to see her husband so sad, Luo Xi'er lowered slightly, her jade fingers gently caressed his cheeks, and wisps of fragrance entered his internal organs along Xuanyuan Bo's snort, and soon Xuanyuan Bo's grief and anger were replaced by this strong breath.

Xuanyuan Bo raised his head sharply, glanced at Rosie, and smiled at her gratefully.

Although it was a laugh, it was very bitter, and it was extremely embarrassing to see Rosie.

"Brother Bo.... Since the little seventh brother is so capable, it shouldn't be short-lived" Luo Qianer tried to appease her husband, after all, this kind of iron-clad man is the most urgent and heartbroken, they are not afraid of swords, mountains and fires, but they will be injured for a loved one, and they will be in chaos, which Luo Qianer knows very well about Xuanyuan Bo.

She also knew that if that little seventh brother really died, he would not be able to survive alone.

Rosier didn't want to be a widow, so she tried her best to appease him.

Xuanyuan Bo didn't believe that the little master would die here, so he nodded approvingly and said: "No matter what, we have to find the little master, this time we will take him to our camp, and immediately rise up to help the Immortal Emperor."

Luo Qian'er naturally knew what Xuanyuan wanted to do, but she still disagreed with his approach from the bottom of her heart. That's not because she is the identity of Miss Luo, for this, Luo Xi'er doesn't care at all. She cares about her husband's power, if her husband really has the ability to compete in the world, she will never drag him back. This is Luo Qian'er's character, she would rather fight vigorously with her husband for a lifetime than be the comfortable lady in the Luo family, otherwise she would not run away with the family and marry Xuanyuan Bo.

It's just that Luo Xi'er can't fight her husband at this time, so she can only nod by default. After all, the life and death of this young master are uncertain at the moment.

She doesn't need to argue with her husband about what happened after that.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps in her ears, and then she turned around, only to see a jade-faced scholar in a blue brocade robe walking out of a jungle not far away under the moonlight.

His body, no matter from which angle he looks at, is very perfect, and it is also the most sought after style for those young men and women in Asgard at the moment.

But Luo Qian'er was immune to all this, long before she met Xuanyuan Bo, she already hated the guy in front of her, who was known as the first beautiful man in Asgard. She didn't expect this guy to appear here. Shouldn't he be honest in Asgard, enjoying the endless flattery of countless people at his feet?

This made Luo Qianer have a trace of inexplicable suspicion about the blue-clothed scholar.

"Rosiere.... You couple are really in such a good mood to seek romance from this wilderness?" the blue-clothed scholar said with a hint of sourness, and it was obvious that he despised everything Xuanyuan Bo had now.

Luo Qian'er snorted coldly and said, "Why did you come to this wilderness, could it be that you are also looking for romance?

Luo Xi'er is not a vegetarian woman, and as soon as she speaks, her words are as sharp as a knife, and she immediately defeats the pretending elegant scholar.

"Vulgar .... How could this son do such a despicable thing, this son came here on the orders of the family..."Halfway through his words, the blue-clothed scholar immediately realized that he seemed to have leaked a secret that should not be said, and he immediately shut up.

His gaffe was keenly perceived by Xuanyuan Bo, he raised his head suddenly, stared at the blue-clothed scholar and said angrily, "What orders did you get?"

The blue-clothed boy seemed to be shocked by Xuanyuan Bo's momentum, took a step back in some panic, and hurriedly explained: "I don't know... I didn't.... I will take my leave and no longer bother you Yaxing."

As he spoke, the man in blue was about to turn around and leave, but Xuanyuan Bo had already pounced like a hungry wolf.

The blue-clothed scholar panicked, pulled out the short sword on his waist and stabbed back, but unfortunately his ability to adapt to the battle was too poor, just a few faces, and the broken blade in his hand was taken away by Xuanyuan Bo, and then Xuanyuan Bo used its broken blade against his neck, threatening: "Tell me, did you do the killing here?"

The blue-clothed scholar was also shocked, but he still didn't seem to believe it, Xuanyuan Bo dared to move himself, so he mustered up the courage to roar: "Luo Xi'er, you know that this son is the heir of the Mi family, if you hurt this son at all, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain the Luo family."

When Rosie saw the blue-clothed scholar's face, she immediately spat at the ground and said, "Shameless..... Mi Gongzi, I'm Luo Xi'er to tell you.... As long as my husband decides something, I will fully support it, even if it is against your Mi family."

Hearing this, the blue-clothed scholar's face changed completely, and a fear flowed from his cheeks, making his face extremely ugly now, and he no longer had the chic appearance he had before.

A cowardly bag is a cowardly bag, no matter how gorgeous the external camouflage is, it still can't hide its internal defeat.

Luo Xi'er looks down on such people the most, because what she has seen and heard since she was a child is a straw bag with oily hair and flour like Mi Gongzi.

As soon as the dagger in Xuanyuan Bo's hand was loosened, he immediately cut the neck of the blue-clothed scholar, and scolded him sharply: "Say it quickly, Lao Tzu has no patience to spend it with you."

Seeing the blood, the corners of the blue-clothed scholar's mouth twitched even more, and at this time, he couldn't care about his identity anymore, and begged: "Brother Bo, Sister Qian, you have something to say, whatever you ask, I will answer truthfully, don't be angry, don't be angry."

With such cowardly words and that lewd face, Luo Xi'er almost squirted out.

However, she still held back her nausea, tugged Xuanyuan Bo's elbow, and said in a low voice: "Brother Bo, he really can't be killed, the two super families are fighting, we can't afford it."

Xuanyuan Bo sneered: "If it was really done by their Mi family, Lao Tzu would directly kill their Mi family's land."

Luo Xi'er knows Xuanyuan Bo's personality very well, and she also knows that he is fearless, even when facing the super family again, he will never back down.

But she knew very well how powerful the Mi family was, and it was definitely not something they could provoke with the thousands of elite soldiers they were right now.

Luo Xier was a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to resolve this crisis.

She couldn't stand by and be indifferent to watching the Mi family's son being killed by her husband no matter what, but she was even more unwilling to anger Xuanyuan Bo for such a cowardice.

So she was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Just when Xuanyuan Bo's broken blade was about to break through the neck vein of the blue-clothed boy, a ghostly ghost appeared, and then he perched on Xuanyuan Bo's side, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the broken blade in his hand and said, "You can't kill people." It's a short sentence, but it's full of fierce killing intent. Let Xuanyuan Bo, a man who has experienced the battlefield, not only feel a little chill.

Xuanyuan Bo raised his head and stared at the ghost man, who secretly fought a cold war.

Phantom Killer.

The legendary world's first killer organization.

The organization that had assassinated countless immortal officials in Asgard.

For the name of ghosts, everyone in Zaixian Palace is extremely familiar.

For their deeds were known to everyone at a very young age.

In particular, their dress, as well as the way they do things, are almost all imitated by the little teenagers.

Xuanyuan Bo is no exception.

It's just that right now he's facing a ghostly killer, but he's his own enemy. The moment they exchanged their eyes, an inexplicable power had already fought several times within a few feet of each other, and finally Xuanyuan Bo loosened the broken blade in his hand, and he unconsciously took a step back.

Obviously, Xuanyuan Bo was defeated. But he was not afraid, and unsheathed his long sword, ready to fight the ghosts.

The ghost ghost stared at Xuanyuan Bo coldly and said: "He is the person I ghost wants to kill, no one can stop him" After speaking, he stabbed the throat of the Mi family son with a broken blade, and then he suddenly turned around, turning into a blurred light and disappearing into the jungle.

Everything came so abruptly that Rosier didn't have time to stop it.

It was only at this time that she woke up and hurriedly took out the healing medicine to heal the son of the Mi family. But it was too late, and the son of the Mi family had already lost his breath at this time.

Xuanyuan Bo stared at the deep jungle with a stupid expression, as if he was still chasing the ghost's traces.

Luo Xi'er stared at Xuanyuan Bo with a nervous look on her face and asked, "What should we do, the death of the Mi family's son will make us very passive."

Xuanyuan Bo lowered his head, stared coldly at the blue corpse and said, "His death will not be blamed on us, and ghosts will never blame others for their actions."

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Bo casually pointed to the row of clear ghostly signs left on the left shoulder of the man in blue.

That's right, this is the masterpiece after the ghost killer kills.

Seeing these symbols, Luo Xi'er's hanging heart also fell to the ground. "Brother Bo... Let's go" Then she was a little disgusted with this, and wanted to drag Xuanyuan Bo away quickly.

Xuanyuan Bo also knew that he couldn't find the clue of the little master tonight. So he walked out of the jungle with thousands of Jingwei and rushed straight into the distance.

As they left, a ghostly figure emerged from the jungle, and he removed his mask, revealing a thin face.

He just killed the son of the Mi family, that ghost, and the little master that Xuanyuan Bo was looking for before, the little seventh brother.

It's just that now he no longer calls himself Little Seventh Brother, but Xuanyuan Wuxi.

A new identity that exists for revenge.

Xuanyuan Traceless' eyes stared at the cold ghost mask in his palm, and he recalled that in the memory of the fusion camel, this was one of his identities.