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Hua Yuelou smiled lightly, "Because the God Killing Tribe always thinks that there is no prey in the world that cannot be hunted down." ”

"But this time they miscalculated?"

"Not only did they miscalculate, but they also tried in vain to recall the terrifying Thirteen Evils of the past, which is really ridiculous! The Thirteen Evils have been scattered in the rivers and lakes, they seem to have forgotten their identity as killers, how can they live this kind of life of licking blood on the tip of the knife again, and they will take the most cruel revenge on the disobedient killers!" Hua Yuelou said lightly, glancing at the Qing Thirteen Niang who was crying grief and grief on the ground.

Yun Feiyang had never heard of the God Killing Tribe, at least when he was in Danfeng Mountain, Master Drunken Dust Guest Xie Yin never mentioned it. And after Hua Yuelou's narration, he has a certain understanding of the God Killing Tribe, and knows that this killer organization's pursuit and killing ability is very strong.

Especially in a killer organization, being able to define killers by level shows that they are strong. This is like a killer with a clear price, there are different price codes, and their weight is different, which means that they each have a very different degree of completion of the killing mission.

"Hmph, little girl, that's because you don't know anything about the God Killing Tribe!" With a voice as cold as ice and snow in the cold winter wax moon, Qing Thirteen Niang, who threw herself on the ground and cried bitterly, slowly stood up, her eyes were red and swollen, her face revealed anger, she was like an angry lion, "You, is Huayue Tower?"

Her sharp sword eyes showed a cold light, and a trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes, and the cold words were more like the cold wind in winter, slashing at her cheeks one by one.

"I'm Huayuelou, are you one of the thirteen evils in the world of lion roar kung fu?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that because of you, they killed my husband, you all deserve to die!" Qing Thirteen Niang's sad face was not bloody, and her pale face was full of hatred.

Yun Feiyang and Hua Yuelou were stunned, looking at each other, Yun Feiyang could see from Qing Shi Niang's tone that she was going crazy at any time, so he dodged in front of Hua Yuelou, protected her behind him, and said in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing......?" Qing Sanniang let out a cold laugh that was worse than crying, "You caused my family to be ruined, you killed my husband, you all have to die!"

Yun Feiyang's heart froze, and he exclaimed: "Huayuelou, be careful!" He had already made a lightning move, grabbed Huayuelou's arm, pointed to the ground on tiptoe, jumped lightly, and jumped in the air.

At this moment, Qing Shi Niang was also as fast as lightning, her figure floated, grabbed her hand, swept her children over, and then opened her mouth "Ah ......", and the sound wave of the lion's roar was like the waves of the sea, tumbling out.

The surrounding trees collided with each other, and they all shattered and exploded, even the shrubs the size and thickness of the bowl were shattered by her lion's roar, and the sand and stones on the ground suddenly swirled in the wind. Dust was everywhere, and there was dust everywhere.

Yun Feiyang pulled Huayuelou, and when he was above the volley, his body rotated slightly, and he grabbed her waist with his hand, and performed a supreme light skill, flying out of more than three zhang, and he had already avoided Qing Thirteen Niang's lion roar kung fu, and floated down.

Hua Yuelou's eyes were full of inexplicable autumn waves, and the snuggling between the beards under the urgency was like a companion for ten thousand years, her heart was like a deer, if it weren't for the scarf covering her pretty face, she would have looked like she was already red-faced.

Over the years, Hua Yuelou has only the business of the Hua family, only the family business of the Hua family, she missed the reverie of the cardamom girl, missed the blooming flower girl who is waiting to bloom, and in her memory, only the cousin of her uncle's family said that he liked her when he was a child, and said that he would marry her when he grew up.

However, time has passed, and her cousin has already married someone else, and she has no sign of caring for her brother.

Those who do business are at best a partnership. Even though some people have feelings for them, they stay away from such an outstanding woman as Huayuelou.

The lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilion net planting, can be seen from a distance and can not be blasphemed.

Therefore, with such an estrangement, the emotional world of Huayuelou can be said to be a blank, or even a barren desert. Then, as long as there is a hint of sunshine and rain, the blank space will become colorful, and the desert will become an oasis.

Perhaps in Hua Yuelou's view, maybe she will be so lonely in her life, in the business circle of the Hua family, in the loneliness of defending the Hua family's family business, there is no ****, no love.

It wasn't until Huangling Mountain met the clouds that her heart began to ripple, and she had inexplicable feelings for this young swordsman in the rivers and lakes. That feeling was an emotion she had never had, and she didn't have such a sense of awe for Yun Feiyang, who was of the same age, but she found a little sense of security.

Landing lightly, Yun Feiyang let go of his hand, and grinned, "Huayuelou, how is it?

Hua Yuelou snorted coldly, "You bastard, you actually took advantage of people's danger to eat my tofu and take advantage of me, you stinky rascal." ”

"Haha...... Today's business is not over yet, whatever you say, flash aside. Yun Feiyang smiled heartily, protected the Huayuelou detective behind him, stared at the tiger, changed his face to a cold face, and confronted Qing Thirteen Niang and Liu Sandao.

I don't know when, Liu Sandao has already snatched a pair of children from Qing Shisanniang again.

"Qing Thirteen Niang, kill Yun Feiyang, I can spare your children. Liu Sandao's black iron steel knife was on the necks of the pair of children, who were already pale with fright, crying out for Qing Thirteen Niang's help.

Qing Shi Niang's helpless expression revealed a little disappointment, but a pair of sharp sword eyes turned to Yun Feiyang again.

"Hey, Qing San Niang, you also saw it, I saved your children, are you willing to believe Liu Sandao, or are you willing to believe me?" Yun Feiyang knew that he couldn't get a little cheap when he really did it, especially with his bare hands, he didn't have absolute confidence in fighting Qing San Niang's lion roar skill.

Today's Yun Feiyang has no more than fifty years of skill to protect the body, and if you want to show your strength, you still need to weigh a few points. Especially when Fang Cai Qing Thirteen Niang roared with a lion's roar, the sand and rocks flew around suddenly.

This kind of sonic power is rare for Yun Feiyang. Moreover, there were also the heaven-level black-robed killers of the God Killing Tribe of Liu Sandao and his party, and they didn't seem to have a particularly hard time dodging Qing Thirteen Niang's lion roar just now. They are even more eyeing Huayuelou, and they want to deal with Huayue Lou at any time.

Yun Feiyang actually regretted saving Qing Thirteen Niang's children a little in his heart, and he didn't expect that Qing Thirteen Niang would take revenge in turn. The original benefactor has become an enemy.