Why is that figure so familiar, where have you seen it? Liu Hedong searched for his memory, his eyes a little blurred. When www.biquge.info eyes fell on the slender figure of the red-clothed warrior again, there seemed to be an incomparably familiar Gege laugh in his ears, which had been floating in the air from the banks of the health river and the fragrance of flowers. Once upon a time, a red dress was like a flame, jumping between the flowers in the shade of the trees. She has a beautiful face and mischievous eyes that always sparkle with a happy color.

"Jing'er!" Liu Hedong was excited in his heart, and blurted out the name. At the same time, he looked at the red-clothed warrior, and when the red-clothed warrior heard Liu Hedong call out the name Jing'er, his shoulders shrugged slightly, but he immediately stood there without moving, unable to see what the expression of the face under the veil was.

I thought I would hear the familiar and pleasant call: "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu!" But Liu Hedong was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, how could Jing'er be here, maybe it happened to be similar. But it was too similar, and Liu Hedong couldn't help but glance at the red-clothed warrior again.

Thinking of Tan Jing, Liu Hedong felt a panic in his heart, where did Juan'er and the distance go? It's not a good thing to get lost in this vast Longyun Mountain, where is Lang'er・・・・・・ Liu Hedong looked at Feng Yue'er's somewhat haggard face, and shook his head painfully. Looking at the relatives and friends in the bamboo forest, Liu Hedong secretly prayed, praying that the jade gods would bless the Qingshi Villa and several elders, as well as the descendants of those five surnamed immortals.

Suddenly, Liu Hedong felt a little depressed, and there was an unsettling smell in the air. This smell was full of ominousness, Liu Hedong looked around at the crowd, and there was some commotion in the crowd.

But soon I heard the cardinal warrior sternly reprimand: "Calm down!

Hearing the scolding, the crowd quickly fell silent, but at the same time, the people stared at the heads of the red-clothed warriors with wide frightened eyes. I saw that there was a ghost-green palm on the head of each red-clothed warrior about five feet high, which was slowly grabbing at their heads.

The ghost-green palm was wrapped in a strange mist, and in the palm of the palm was a touch of red, which was very thick and thick, like a ball of blood dripping. Behind these palms are arms made of dark clouds and mist, and the arms are long, long and long, reaching above the bamboo forest. At the end of the arm was an incomparably terrifying face, full of square feet, and the bamboo forest was tightly buckled. The two hollow eyes were like two terrifying caves, constantly emitting billowing inky smoke, and an incomparably huge mouth under the eyes kept spitting out clouds of strange smoke.

The ghostly green palm slowly grasped the red-clothed warrior, and the hideous face became closer and closer to the red-clothed warrior and the others. The red-clothed warrior was unaware of it, still standing on both sides of the crowd, staring motionlessly into the distance, occasionally the veil on his face gently fluttering in the wind. Cheng Hua saw the terrifying face in the void, and his throat squirmed, but he didn't make any sound, as if he had been immobilized, he wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, and his eyes looked at Liu Hedong vigorously. But Liu Hedong stood there like a sculpture, covering Feng Yue'er's eyes with both hands, staring at the veil of the red-clothed warrior all the time, motionless.

And everyone else in the crowd, their eyes flashed with horror, staring blankly at the sky above the bamboo forest and grabbing the palm of the red-clothed warrior Oni Green. The speed of the ghostly green palm grasping at the red-clothed samurai slowly accelerated, and the arm gradually became thicker and clearer, and at the same time, the hideous face was slowly becoming smaller, and the color was thicker, making it look even more terrifying. At this time, the sky is not blue, and the clouds are no longer light, but strange clouds wandering everywhere, black, green, and purple・・・・・・ which are suffocating, depressing, and mixed with gusts of wind. Everywhere the wind passed, there was a faint cry from the crowd.

Liu Hedong's hand that was covering Feng Yue'er's eyes slowly let go, and Feng Yue'er also stood up and looked at the terrifying face above the bamboo forest with Liu Hedong. Liu Hedong glanced at Feng Yue'er, grabbed her hand tightly, and then returned his gaze to the veil of the red-clothed warrior.

Jumping over the veil of each red-clothed warrior one by one, Liu Hedong suddenly found that the red-clothed warrior with the shape of Tan Jing was gone. couldn't help but look at the red-clothed warrior a few more times, but still didn't find that figure, Liu Hedong was puzzled.

Just as he was thinking about it, the red-clothed warriors, who were suddenly motionless, suddenly turned around and faced everyone in the bamboo forest, and at the same time raised the ink-colored snake sword in his hand, which flashed cold, and pounced on everyone like a whirlwind.

Before people could react, dozens of people had fallen under the sword, and blood was dripping on the blade, dripping on the grass, on the corpses of their compatriots, and even more in the hearts of everyone who was alive.

At the moment when the red-clothed warrior pounced on the crowd, the yin wind stirred, and Liu Hedong clearly saw the dead faces under the veil, which were the faces of dead people. And the ghostly green hand above each face kept shaking, and after that, the inky snake sword of the red-clothed warrior also stabbed wildly.

The red-clothed warrior kept wielding the big ink-colored snake sword towards the crowd, the movement was very awkward, but like a whirlwind, vicious and weird, after a while, most of the people in the crowd were dead and wounded. People only woke up like a dream at this time, those who knew kung fu fought back angrily, most of them didn't know martial arts, crying and fleeing for their lives, but where to flee in the vast sea of clouds. Some dodged the inky snake-wrapped sword of the red-clothed samurai and jumped out of the bamboo forest, but fell into the abyss; some of them ran into the snake's den in the cave・・・・・・ watching their compatriots and relatives die one by one and flee in all directions, Feng Yue'er wept bitterly. Hearing Feng Yue'er's cry, Liu Hedong followed the sound and looked, just saw a red-clothed warrior wielding an ink-colored snake sword to stab at Feng Yue'er, a loud shout, willow leaf blade peak, instantly used the strength of the whole body, only to see a whirlwind of bamboo leaves blowing in an instant, and after a rapid rotation on the side of the body, thunder shot at the red-clothed warrior like a thunderbolt, only to hear a boom, the red-clothed warrior was pushed out dozens of feet away, and his body was covered with bamboo leaves, which looked very ridiculous. But in an instant, there was an eerie roar in the sky above the bamboo forest, and a big ghost green hand grabbed directly towards Liu Hedong.

Seeing this, Cheng Hua, who was not far away, roared wildly, and threw an ancestral dagger on his body to the ghost green palm with all his strength, and at the same time held the hand of his beloved wife Qin Ning, and shot to Liuhedong with the moon in a cloud, pulling up Liuhedong and Feng Yue'er, and jumping into the rolling clouds outside the bamboo forest with a slight adjustment.

Just a few minutes after Liu Hedong and a few others rushed out of the bamboo forest, the red-clothed warrior could no longer find a trace of living breath under the ink-colored snake sword. Dozens of red-clothed warriors held ink-colored snake-wrapped swords, standing indifferently in the bamboo forest, surrounded by dead men and women, old and young, with red blood dripping from the cold knives, faintly steaming.

There was an evil shrill voice trembling in the air: "Oh・・・・・・ oh・・・・・・hehe・・・・・・" Then the terrifying face above the bamboo forest instantly condensed into a ghost-green figure and stood in the middle of the red-clothed warriors, only to see the ghost-green figure with a ghostly laugh, and dozens of red-clothed warriors scattered in an instant, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Turning around, the ghost green figure stared at a boulder not far from the bamboo forest and shouted, "Come out!"