The cold wind blew, and under the moonlight, there was silence.

To kill, or not to kill, is a difficult choice.

If he didn't know the person in front of him, or if there was no intersection between the two, he might be able to kill him without any burden.

After all, Dong Qinqin is a killer after all, and in Yin Hong's cognition, there is no innocent killer.

But now, in the face of this person who dares to abandon life and death for the person he loves, Yin Hong is tired of being a villain for the first time.

It's a pity that he doesn't have much choice after all.

In order to survive in this dangerous world, he must destroy everything that threatens his existence.

And the girl Dong in front of her is just such a variable.

If she is allowed to live, the secret of her incarnation as Eighty-Four will be revealed.

When the time comes, he will have to change his identity again.

Therefore, when a burst of sand and dust blew by, slowly waking him up, he pinched the "sword finger" expressionlessly, and slowly pointed at Miss Dong opposite.

At his fingertips, a sword light was swaying, as if a spirit snake was looking for his target.

It's just that just when his sword qi was about to strike, in the distance, a red glow fled in embarrassment.

And behind it, there is a miserable green light of the followers.

As a last resort, Yin Hong had no choice but to withdraw his hand and disperse the Yuan Force in his body.

He wanted to wait for the two of them to leave before making a move, because he knew that even if he didn't do anything to these two, the people of the Iron Blood Demon Palace would definitely leave them behind.

And when he solves Dong Qinqin, it will not be too late to pick up the results.

But at this moment, Hongxia, who was fleeing in front, suddenly sacrificed a magic weapon that shocked Yin Hong's heart!

It was a black thorn, emitting countless pitch-black thunder light in the flight, even in the dim night, it was extremely conspicuous!

"Black Thunder Thorn!?This can't be!?"

The shock was followed by an exclamation of disbelief.

And it was also when he screamed that the red glow in the sky seemed to have exhausted its mana, and fell down like a rag bag.

Yin Hong didn't even have time to think about it, he had already flown up uncontrollably and caught the falling figure.

It was a woman in a purple gauze dress, with picturesque and fragrant eyebrows, and a small bell at her bare ankles.

Yin Hong remembered that she was a disciple of the Lingguang Cave.

Because of her beautiful appearance, Yin Hong couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

But that's not the point!

The point is, why does she have a black thunder thorn?

Didn't that thing be carried to the ancient array by the glow?

And it was also when he was full of doubts that the pursuers in the sky also landed after dodging the attack of the Black Thunder Thorn.

That guy even had the time to stab the black thunder method that had lost the support of mana into his hand.

He was originally extremely proud, but when he saw Miss Dong lying on the ground, the joy in his heart was of course lost in an instant, and was replaced by a boundless sense of astonishment, unease, and panic: "Qinqin! Why are you here? What's going on?"

He even forgot to continue to chase and kill the woman in Yin Hong's arms, and hugged the unconscious Dong Qinqin, tears welled up in his eyes.

This scene made Yin Hong stupid.

Although he knows that fate is impermanent, but now that so many coincidences and variables are mixed together, he can't help but be a little sluggish when he is as smart as him.

Who is this man?

What is his relationship with Dong Qinqin?

And why did you hunt down this woman?

And what is the identity of this woman he is hunting and killing, and why does she have a black thunder stab?

In a trance, four questions were mixed together, impacting Yin Hong's nerves and turning his thinking into a mess.

And when Yin Hong was at a loss, the man holding Dong Qinqin suddenly turned to Yin Hong with a fierce expression: "It's you! You injured Qinqin, right? I want you to die! I want you to die!"

As he spoke, he had already put down Dong Qinqin, and as soon as he lifted the long green knife in his hand, a knife shadow had already flown out like a butterfly, slashing towards Yin Hong.

"Swordsman!?"

Hurriedly sacrificed the Ice Magic Sword and swept away this piece of sword, Yin Hong was surprised again.

The so-called "swordsman" is an existence with the same name as "sword cultivation".

Sword cultivation cultivates sword intent sword soul, and swordsman also has the saying of sword intent sword soul.

However, compared to sword cultivation, the power of the swordsman is more domineering and crazy.

The sword opens in all directions, and the knife splits one side!

Because of the characteristics of the weapon itself, swordsmen often move forward when facing the enemy, and only pursue one hit to kill!

And this is also the reason why Yin Hong did not dare to resist this sword easily.

Although his Qianyuan Wuqi True Body is strong, if he is not sure enough, he will not easily resist the enemy's tricks.

"Sword Cultivation!?"

Seeing that Yin Hong actually swept away his sword, the man was also stunned, and his angry mood calmed down a little.

"Who the hell are you? from the Spiritual Light Cave? No? Why are you hanging a sign from the Blood Killing Organization? Hmm? Eighty-four? You're eighty-four?"

After the shock, the man asked about Yin Hong's origin.

On the way to inquire, his gaze inevitably swept the gold medal on Yin Hong's waist.

This person's eyes don't know how long, they are so far away, and under the dark night, he actually sees the number on the gold medal on Yin Hong's waist clearly.

This time, he was even more stunned.

He really didn't expect that the eighty-fourth, who had provoked No. 99, had already escaped from the city.

So, who are the people in the city who are fighting with No. 99 now?

Thinking about it, his scalp couldn't help but tingle.

And at this moment, in the distance, several flickering figures quickly approached!

- It's that group of Demon Palace disciples!

"Hahaha! Eighty-four is really a good means. Tryst with chick and don't forget to catch prey. One injury and one life, what a bumper harvest!"

After landing, countless sand and dust were raised, and Xiao Xiong laughed heartily.

Hearing his laughter, the face of the man opposite couldn't help but change wildly again.

At this moment, his originally strong revenge has been completely calmed down, and has been transformed into a strong sense of crisis and desire to survive!

"Don't do it yet. I have something to ask him. ”

When he was thinking about a way to get out, Yin Hong spoke.

He glanced at Xiao Xiong lightly, then frowned, and turned to the man opposite: "What is the relationship between you and Dong Qinqin, why do you want to avenge her?"

"He's my own sister! You hurt her, and I can't wait to break you to pieces!"

The man said through gritted teeth.

In this world, even if a foundation building monk is injured, it is an extremely serious injury.

As an elder brother, how can he not feel distressed?

"My sister? Is this how you take care of your sister? Let her join the killer organization, and find a Taoist companion to be a killer? What qualifications does an elder brother like you have to avenge her? Since you are a killer, it is a matter of course to die at the hands of your own target. As a gold medalist, you don't understand this truth? Have you really been responsible for her life? Or have you been prepared for her to die at the hands of others at any time? Even the lines of revenge have been memorized backwards? This kind of care and revenge, you don't think it's hypocritical, I think it's ridiculous!"

Hearing that this person turned out to be Dong Qinqin's elder brother, Yin Hong's heart couldn't help but burn with anger.

While speaking, his true strength was like boiling, and he stepped on the sand and dust fiercely.

Suddenly, a frenzied wave of sand rippled in all directions with him as the center.

It wasn't very lethal, but—he just stomped his foot!

How much strength does it have to be to stir up such a wave of sand in the sea of sand?