Huhuhu, after making sure that the Cloud Turning Sword was completely gone, Hua Ye breathed heavily, and was covered in a cold sweat.

The black ruthless swordsman, and the even better man in white, are all characters who can erase his existence by flipping their hands.

The fairy in the trench coat was also lying there, without any immortal demeanor, and his face was pale with fright.

In the old man's experience, the thirteen Hanmei Sword in the hand of the Cloud Turning Sword can block no more than ten people in this world, and no more than three people can force him back with one move. The white swordsman shook him back, and the old man didn't know that he was really a talented person in the country. I'm afraid that he deserves the name of the world's number one swordsman. Although the windbreaker fairy was pale, he still didn't forget to say a few words in his mouth. Slowly got up, patted the dust on his body, and had a bit of senior temperament.

Flower and leaves, there are many people in this world, but you can't underestimate the power of the heroes in the world, hey, why can't you get up.

Grandpa, I can't stand up with weak legs, and the flowers and leaves are also rare to call Grandpa Trench Coat Fairy, why don't you carry me on your back?

Hehe, it's okay, the old man will wait for your leg to heal before leaving. You old man......

The sky gradually turned a touch of fish belly white, and the old and young finally found an inn to settle in.

Hanaba slumped on the bed and fell into a deep sleep in an instant. The windbreaker fairy didn't know where to fill a pot of bamboo leaf green, and his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked intoxicated.

The sky is becoming clearer, where to go tomorrow, and where to go tomorrow.

In the rivers and lakes, there is no answer to this question.

It is precisely because there is no answer to this question that it is called Jianghu, which is the charm of Jianghu.

There is a small oasis above the sandy desert.

This is supposed to be a place of tranquility.

At this moment, the blood stained this river that should have been peaceful.

This is the rudder of the 12-way Dragon and Tiger Dart Bureau, and it is also the secret place of the world's largest dart game to train newcomers.

Although it is only a rudder, it is still a master and has many means.

There are still people alive in the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood.

A rickety old man was still alive, holding a green bamboo cane in one hand and a crying baby in the other.

A petal of heart incense, a petal of lotus, a wave of autumn water. A pool of green leaves and a pool of shadows, all the way to the scenery and all the way to the song.

A lotus, a wave, a pool of shadows, a song all the way, an old man.

A section of green bamboo turns, a monk who has entered the world, a word Taoist is also.

There are too many nosy people in this world.

A word Taoist is a very strange, nosy person.

His strength lies in the fact that as long as he wants to manage the idle things, he can't manage it.

From princes and generals to pastoral beggars, as long as he is a creature with aura, he has to be given two points of face.

A bamboo cane, all over the world, few people say that they can stabilize the word of the Taoist.

But in recent years the nosy man has disappeared.

What makes a nosy person lose a trace, no one knows.

At this moment he appeared in the midst of this slaughtered rudder.

Whether he killed the person in this dart game or not, no one knows.

If it was he who did it, then why he did it, no one knows.

Although the rudder was heavily guarded, he clearly possessed such strength.

But no one will know about it in the future, for the simple reason that there is no other way to live except him and the baby.

The word Daoist quietly disappeared, but the first dart game in the world was bloodily slaughtered, and this matter was like a boulder thrown into a quiet lake, and after a moment of brewing, it will cause an uproar.