"Is there anything wrong with the surname Gao?"

Lin Ying's eyes showed a fierce light, and he sneered: "Do you remember what I told you that there are traces left by short guns on the pillars of the main hall of the closed door?" ”

"Of course I do. "Based on the knife marks around me, I judged that the opponent against that master was the third elder of the Guan family, the Demon Sword, Guan Zizhi!"

"Guan Zizhi is the strongest person in the entire Xinsu City, and in the entire Xinsu City, there is only one person who can kill him with a gun, but one person --- high in the sky!"

"Do you remember that story from Albedination ten years ago?"

"What!" Guan Daocun suddenly had an answer in his heart, but his voice suddenly trembled a little, "He...... It's him!"

Lin Ying nodded and said, "Ten years ago, a strong man in Ghost City who had a grudge against Gao Xingkong went to the Gao family to ask for blood debts, fought with Gao Xingkong for three days and three nights, and was finally ---killed by Gao Xingkong's famous stunt Tianxing Stab!

"You mean......" Lin Ying's analysis sounded like a thunderclap in Guan Daocun's mind.

"He's just high in the sky!"

"I'm just bent on helping you get revenge, and as for whether you believe what I say or not, you can decide for yourself, and when the poor dagger sees me, I'm sure this old dog won't hide it anymore!"

"Coax!" The door that had not yet been locked was kicked open by Guan Daocun, and the temple seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time, and the cobwebs were crawling all over the broken walls, and the not spacious front hall had already been sprinkled with the withered yellow leaves of an ancient Bodhi tree on the side.

After the baptism of wind and sand, the yellow sand and dead branches seem to be discarded aside, which is completely different from the scene when Guan Daocun came last time.

"It's just that why is there a cloud and mist here?" Looking at the smoke slowly wafting from the temple, Guan Daocun couldn't help frowning.

"Old guy, if you destroy my Lin family, today I will ask you to take your life to bury my Lin family!"

Before Guan Daocun could react, he only saw Lin Ying holding the mocking wind in his hand, and came to the door with an arrow to pierce the temple door and rushed in.

"Hmph! I can't help myself!" an old roar roared out the moment Lin Ying entered the temple.

"Poof!" In the next moment, a figure flew out, and blood arrows spurted out--- it was Lin Ying. Another figure burst out, and the old man was Gao Lao!

"Elder Gao!" Guan Daocun finally breathed a sigh of relief, this strong man who could force Fei Lin Ying with one blow was still his own person after all, if the two of them annoyed such a strong person, it would be as easy as finding out if he was killed.

"You're here. Elder Gao bowed slightly, smiled, and said, "Come in!"

"But my friend?"

"Your friend?" Gao Lao's face suddenly became cold, and he sneered: "You still treat him as your friend?" He has been stunned by my palm, and he can't mix in the next thing. ”

After that, Elder Gao didn't care about Guan Daocun's meaning, and walked straight into the temple by himself.

Sitting on the broken chair, Elder Gao patted the dust on his body, and shook the big red book on the table.

"Gao Xingkong has sent you a war letter. Gao Lao said lightly, there were no more emotional fluctuations.

Guan Daocun was full of murderous intent, and took the big red post with a trembling hand, and only two big words were written on the first page of the post---Gao family!"

"Dao Cun Xiao'er, yes, I destroyed your Guan family, so what? Ants, if you step on an ant to death, will you feel heartache? Hahahaha, I want you to taste the taste of a person in this world alone, hahahaha!"

The words on the post were dancing with dragons and phoenixes, extremely chic, but Guan Daocun's whole body trembled, he stared at the old man with an indifferent face, and the thick red post was also ravaged into a terrifying ball of paper--- and asked word by word: "Where is the high sky?"