A person in the back with a gun suddenly walked out, his body was not very straight, but his eyes were very cold and fierce.

This kind of person must have spoken very loudly and fiercely, and he said, "What do you mean? You seem to be very proud that you killed the person who helped you?"

Hou Yu didn't evade, he said, "Why don't you go and see Lu Da Shirt?"

The man raised his gun and sneered, "Okay, I'll take a look, I, Yang Tiefei, will never let you go." ”

He just glanced at it and then stood there stunned, as if he had collapsed, as if he had despaired, with panic and disbelief in his eyes, and then he fell.

No one saw who killed him, only saw this person suddenly fall, and then his body suddenly shrank, deformed, and blackened, like a Lu coat, his face was distorted and deformed, and although their lives were over, the fear they brought to others did not subside for a long time.

Yang Tiefei's body was as black as the gun in his hand at the end, and the blood that flowed out was also dead black.

Hou Yu suddenly grasped the hand of the horizontal knife and held it tightly, "You believe me now?"

The face of the horizontal knife was like ashes, and it took a long time to barely control himself, and he nodded hard, as if he had used a lot of strength.

When his body reacted, his hand couldn't help but hold Hou Yu's hand and held it tightly.

Originally, Hou Yu would never hold the hand of the horizontal knife, because he was hypocritical enough, hypocritical enough, this kind of person would only make him want to vomit, holding the hand of this kind of person would definitely make him vomit faster and more, but now he didn't.

What about the horizontal knife? Does he really want to hold Hou Yu's hand?

He may just want to cut off Hou Yu's hand, and never want to hold his hand, this may be what he thinks in his heart, and he thinks very strongly and very badly.

Not far away, the bitter man had collapsed, vomiting incessantly, he could no longer bear it, he could no longer suppress the fear and panic in his heart, he was lying on the hot, hard ground.

No one wanted to look at him, so no one noticed when his shaking movements stopped and when they began to grow black.

It was only when the man's body stenched, unbearable and unbearable, that everyone realized that the man was dead.

No one saw who made the move, let alone what the hell it was.

Hou Yu only glanced at it, and then stared at the bluestone, and the seven palms had changed.

The names on the palms of the three hands have turned blood-red, bloody red!

The names of these three people are Lu Dashan, Yang Tiefei, Situ Xing, and there are four left, the names are Hou Yu, Hengdao, Gao Leng, Xiao Han, who is next?

Will the next one be Hou Yu, or Hengdao, Gao Leng, or Xiao Han?

These people are very famous and have a very high status in the rivers and lakes, and their kung fu is not weak, and they all have deadly killing moves.

Now it seems to have become wood, as if it has become stiff.

Gao Leng's hand suddenly clenched, and a seven-foot-long sword suddenly appeared, and he said coldly, "Ye Guyun, it must be Ye Guyun." ”

As he spoke, his body turned vertically, the sword light fluttered, and the person had already swept in.

Hou Yu gritted his teeth, "Gao Leng, don't get excited, be calm, calm down." ”

Ye Guyun was still sitting there as steady as Mount Tai, staring blankly at them coming, they seemed to see him as if they had seen a ghost, and he also seemed to be looking at a group of ghosts.

A black shadow suddenly disappeared from the ground, and Gao Leng smiled coldly, laughing wildly, and of course very excited, because he had succeeded.

Blood slid gently from the tip of the sword.

Gao Leng faced Hou Yu, still laughing, but I don't know why they didn't have a trace of laughter?

He couldn't figure it out, his heart was already uneasy, and then he roared, "Why don't you laugh?"

Hou Yu was silent, slowly retreating, his voice trembling slightly, "You're injured, don't you know?"

"I'm not injured, why do you say I'm injured?" Gao Leng was really cold, unbelievably cold, he looked at the hand that didn't hold the sword, the hand was clenched, and the bulging muscles were as hard as steel, "I'm not injured, I'm fine." ”

As he smiled and stared at his other hand, the smile on his face suddenly froze and froze to death.

The hand that held the sword had turned black! It had already stenched!

"What's going on?" Gao Leng's voice was hoarse, and everyone was reluctant to approach him.

Hou Yu's face turned dead white, not only did it not have a trace of blood, but it also did not have a trace of human flavor.

"Calm down, how are you feeling now?"

Gao Leng's gaze fell on the other hand that did not hold the sword, his gaze suddenly became dull, lost his vitality, and then fell, and when he fell, he still closed his mouth and clenched his teeth, and his teeth had become pitch black, pitch black and foul.

Hou Yu hissed, "Xiao Han." ”

He didn't see Xiao Han at a glance, and his heart was not steady, he was afraid of losing another friend.

Xiao Han uses throwing knives.

His body had swept out, and there was already an extra throwing knife in his hand, and wherever his eyes looked, the throwing knife would settle in.

"Blackheart, where are you?" Xiao Han's hand gripped the knife tightly.

"You want to see me?" Black Heart was already laughing, and the smile was actually painful, he must have been injured.

"Yes. ”

"But those who saw me are dead, and you are not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid you're not dead enough. Xiao Han held the knife, his eyes searched everywhere, and when he landed on the bluestone, a blade-like cold light shot out of his eyes.

He smirked.

It was as if he had seen something that others could not.

The writing on one of the palms was red, red as blood.

High cold!

The color of these two words has changed!

Xiao Han sneered, because he had seen that the name on one of Ling's palms had also changed, and the name on that palm was not someone else's, but his own.

Xiao Han!

These two words were blood-red! But he didn't die, and he didn't see a black heart!

He sneered, "After the black heart kills someone, the name on the palm of his hand will change." ”

"Yes. The voice of the black heart seemed to be far away, as if it was near, and as if it came from hell, indescribably strange and eerie.

"But I'm not dead yet. Xiao Han's gaze was colder, his flickering was more urgent, and he searched around faster.

His heart is unstable, his hand holding the knife is about to collapse!

He barely controlled himself, he sneered, and said, "I'm going to kill you, you come out." ”

"I'm never going to come out. ”

"Why?" Xiao Han sneered, "Are you afraid, do you want to be a bad seed?"

The black heart actually laughed too, and the smile was actually very weird and gloomy.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing at you for being boring?" The weird, gloomy voice turned out to be indescribable pity and sympathy, pity and sympathy for Xiao Han.

"Why don't I know it?" Xiao Han didn't understand, but the heart in his stomach was faintly cold.

It's because he doesn't understand, so he's afraid, he doesn't even know if he's hurt, and the black heart shoots out, it's definitely black enough and fast enough to be mysterious.

The terrible is of course mysterious, and the mysterious is so mysterious that it can't make others feel a trace of pain.

When someone else feels pain, it must be too late, it must be dead.

Xiao Han's eyes were still bright, but they were unstable, and someone was screaming not far away, "Xiao Han, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness will make people make mistakes, don't ......." ”

This voice was obviously nearby, why did it become very faint, he heard that it was Hou Yu's voice, but he felt that it was getting farther and farther away.

The person in his eyes is getting closer and closer, but the voice is getting farther and farther away, as if in a dream.

When he fell, he found that the blood he had shed had turned black, and everything he saw had gradually become pitch black, pitch black without a trace of luster.

Xiao Han suddenly screamed and suddenly flew out of the knife in his palm, this was the last swing of the knife, he didn't see the enemy there, but he could feel it.

The sword flashed, and blood splattered out.

There was still no one to be seen.

Hengdao snorted coldly, he was the number one thug in the barracks, no matter what kind of enemy he hit, he rushed to the front, and his temper was sometimes bigger than that of a cow, and his current temper was like this.

Hou Yu suddenly held his hand, "You have to calm down." ”

Horizontal knife nodded.

Hou Yu said, "We still have a chance to live, because the knife has been shot." ”

He gasped and said, "The knife must have succeeded, and we will definitely be able to kill the black heart as long as we have the opportunity." ”

Horizontal knife nodded.

Hou Yu could already feel a cold sweat in his palms.

He suddenly looked coldly at the crowd and said coldly, "When you all go back, you must not come out, otherwise you will be killed." ”

Horizontal knife nodded.

The soldiers around him had vanished, the fiery sun had turned the earth red, and the soft wind smelled of blood.

There were only two people left on the seven palms of the bluestone, and their names did not turn blood red.

One is a horizontal knife, and the other is a back feather.

Hou Yu sneered, and he said, "He must be seriously injured, we have a chance." ”

Hengdao sneered, "How do you know?

"I didn't see it, but I knew it. Hou Yu added, "If he wasn't injured, he would have shot at us, he has always been impatient." ”

Hengdao pondered for a long time before saying, "Why did the black heart kill us?"

Hou Yu smiled, "I've also thought about it, the biggest reason is the dog head, he really wants to kill us." ”

He gritted his teeth and said it, so he said it for sure.

"Yes. Yokoto agreed, saying, "So what should he do next? After all, she's already hurt." ”

Hou Yu pondered and did not answer for a long time.

He couldn't say what the black heart would do next, whether it would be murder or something else.

Hengdao suddenly looked around and sneered, "There is no one else around, there is no place for him to hide, this is our advantage." ”

He added, "What's more, I was hit by Gao Leng's sword again." ”

Gao Leng's whole body was stinky, but the blade of the sword was blood-red, and the blood stains had dried up, and there were very few that slipped on the ground.

Maybe it's because the sun is strong and scorching.

I don't know who has carried the bones out.

Hengdao wiped his sweat and said, "We must calm down completely now." ”

Hou Yu nodded in agreement.

"The dog head has found a black heart to kill us, so why didn't he come himself?"

"Quite simply, he is also human, and he is afraid that we will kill him. Hou Yu smiled and said, "Although his opportunity is very successful, he is by no means a successful person. ”

"Why?"

"Because he's always been a coward, and he can't come and fight me to the death. Hou Yu smiled again, "This kind of person is alive, maybe it's pitiful, you must not be like him and disappoint me." ”

The knife was silent.

His eyes had fallen into the cell, which was quiet, and in the bad sunlight, he could not see what was inside, nor what was inside.

Hou Yu's breath was so short that he could hardly resist rushing in.

It's the only place to hide, only a cell, and nowhere else.

Hengdao nodded, "We know where he is." ”

Hou Yu nodded, his hand suddenly touched the feather arrow, the bow and crossbow were already in his palm, and at this time, he found that the horizontal knife suddenly shouted, "Slow." ”

"Why?"

"Catch it alive. Hengdao explained, "It's useful to live, and his chances of killing us are running out." ”

Hou Yu nodded in agreement, and he said, "He can tell us a lot of secrets, such as the secret of the dog's head." ”

Horizontal knife exhaled, and he said, "That's right. ”

They slowly approached the cell, slowly and steadily, and if they wanted to live, they had to learn to be patient.

It's easy to do anything, even if it's death, it's not difficult, but it's not easy to endure it, and people who have been struggling on the edge of life and death for a long time must have studied this very well.

That's not a comfortable thing.

Hou Yu looked coldly ahead, the feather arrow had been ascended, and the force had been full.

As long as that hand is released, whether it is a person or a ghost within two zhang, it will die, and it will go to see the king of Yama.

The hand of the horizontal knife was held tighter, and the green tendons on the back of the hand seemed to break and collapse at any time, and he said, "Actually, we don't need to be nervous." ”

"Why?" Hou Yu blinked, and added, "There are two terrible opponents inside. ”

Hengdao exhaled before he said, "Ye Guyun will never be unlocked by the black heart. ”

"Why not?"

"Because unlocking Ye Guyun's acupoint is not good for the dog's head, the dog's head will never be so stupid. He added, "Ye Guyun is a swordsman among swordsmen, and if you want to catch him again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky." ”

Hou Yu nodded, his hand slowly loosened, and his body slowly relaxed.

The two of them relaxed at the same time, then walked in, and then their faces changed.

Both became ugly.

Ye Guyun was already standing outside, drinking tea, and that pot of tea was the one that Hou Yu had drunk.

There was a woman lying in her arms, and the woman glared at them angrily, a knife firmly fixed to the collarbone, which had been broken, and the blood in her chest slowly poured out, dripping down her dark clothes.

Hou Yu shook his spirit, and suddenly flashed to one side, the side of the horizontal knife.

The muscles on Hengdao's cheeks couldn't help jumping, and he said, "You're the Black Heart?"

He didn't expect that the black heart was actually a woman!

Blackheart sneered, laughing painfully and weakly, "Yes." ”

"But you're not black. ”

He was right, she was indeed not black, not only not black, but also terrible white, white and tender, under the dark clothes, no matter what inch of skin must be very popular with men, especially lonely and empty men, must be welcome to die.

Ye Guyun didn't seem to see it.

He took a sip of tea, looked at them, looked at them, took another sip of tea, and for a long time he said, "This tea is good." ”

"This is the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain, and I don't have much left there. Hou Yu gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Guyun, with a look of resentment in his eyes.

He may not be Ye Guyun alone, maybe there is a horizontal knife, maybe there is himself.

This is his mistake, unlocking Ye Guyun's acupoint is not good for the dog head at all, but it is very good for this black heart.