"Go get it back, quick!" Xia Xuehan almost roared at Mu Yuhan.

"Oh, I'll go ...... now" Mu Yuhan was also taken aback by his appearance, and ran timidly towards the door.

Xia Xuehan felt that the wound on his arm was getting more and more painful, as if a fire was burning, and when he opened his clothes, it turned red as if he was about to drip blood. The old puppet of the heart Dao, who was negligent for a while, actually fell into your way. hurriedly exercised his skills, trying to force the poison out, and suddenly found that his true qi was like air, and it was difficult to gather together.

"Hmph, old horseman, do you think I can't do anything about it?" sneered, sat cross-legged, pulled out a dagger, cut open the wound that was about to heal on his arm, forcibly lucked, and Qi went through the eight veins, only to see black blood dripping out of the wound one by one, and after a while, there was a large black blood stain on the ground.

"I got it back, fortunately it's still there!" The door "bang!", Mu Yuhan ran in with a oilcloth package, and was startled when he saw Xia Xuehan's appearance, "Cold-faced ghost, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Xuehan didn't answer, luck was a week, and he took a long breath, "It's okay, I'm careless for a while, I'm on the enemy's way, since I got the things back, let's leave immediately!"

"It's so urgent, don't you tell Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang?"

"I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at us now, and this thing can't be neglected. Besides, you can trust your Uncle Yang, I don't feel at ease!" Xia Xuehan found a piece of white yarn as he spoke, and wrapped the wound.

"Okay, let's go now!" Mu Yuhan rubbed the corners of his clothes, hesitated, looked up and saw Xia Xuehan's firm eyes, and finally made up his mind.

Lonely moon, cold night, lonely street. The young man in white carried her in purple clothes and walked quickly through the streets and alleys.

The wind ruffled his hair and inadvertently swept her cheeks, and she looked up and saw his face in the twilight, so handsome, so cold, so lonely. His arms were warm and stable, and at this moment, she had the idea of lying in his arms for the rest of her life.

She stretched out her hand, trying to seize this moment and choke the flow of time, but found that his figure was like a star in the sky, so close and so far away.

Suddenly, Xia Xuehan stopped his pace, and there were already three people standing in front of him, and they looked even more weird in the dark shadow. Xia Xue laughed coldly: "If there is someone who is not afraid of death, but come forward, it will be followed by the next!"

There was a hoarse voice from the dark shadow in front of him, which made people feel uncomfortable, "Hand over that thing, here, we don't know any Langya King." ”

Xia Xuehan gently put down Mu Yuhan, took her white hands, and took a few steps forward, "Who should I be, the three lack of Taoists, Huanxi Toutuo, Tianmen Laosuo." Hehe, the three families of monks, Taoism and laymen will meet, I am someone in Xia, and my face is not small!"

In just a few breaths, twenty or thirty black-clothed men with swords surrounded them from all directions, their steps were steady, and they looked like they were one in a hundred masters.

"Brush, brush!" There was a sound of breaking through the air, and four black shadows fell on the roof, the leader was wearing a wide robe, only twenty-five or sixteen years old but full of silver hair, his slashed face was full of murderous aura, the long sword in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, and the cold sword aura had already made the people around tremble. He was followed by a woman and two men, the woman was wearing a bright red dress, extremely charming, a man covered his whole body with a black cloak, not to mention his face, not even his hands and feet were exposed, and there was a man with a giant sword on his back, and his exposed upper body was wrapped around a black gold black iron chain, and his strong muscles highlighted the incomparable wildness.

For the first time, Xia Xuehan's face became so gloomy, he saw that dozens of masters did not have such ugly faces, and he could only see these four people.

This is an inextricable deadlock.

"Cold-faced ghost, what's wrong?" Mu Yuhan saw his gloomy face for the first time, and secretly guessed the seriousness of the situation.

Xia Xuehan sighed and looked at the four ghostly people on the roof, "This is a dead end!" There is no solution to this game!"

Biluo Huangquan, a god-like organization, with only nine people along with the servants. However, no one in the rivers and lakes dared to despise this place, but they were afraid, because the Four Great Killers had never missed, heaven and hell were only in their thoughts.

The white-haired man led by Biluo Huangquan had a murderous look in his eyes, and his voice did not have a trace of emotion: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the old monk of Shaolin Temple once praised 'there is only summer snow and cold in the world'." Hmph, see you today, but that's it!" his name is Gu Lan, no one knows his past, no one understands his present, and no one understands his future, he is a mysterious man, born out of thin air, with a sword in his hand, I don't know how many martial arts giants have crossed the throat.

"Hey, who are you? You dare to look down on the cold-faced ghost, be careful that he will hit you with one finger!" Mu Yuhan listened to Gu Lan's words, and felt very uncomfortable, I don't know when she started, she didn't like others to say bad things about him.

Gu Lan glanced at Mu Yuhan, the murderous aura on her body was a little thicker, Xia Xuehan withdrew and blocked in front of Mu Yuhan, the murderous aura was not weak, Gu Lan was half a point, and said coldly: "Gu Lan, although you and I have not fought each other, but I think it is also between the two of them, if you force me to be anxious, how Xia someone's life will not be said, but you will inevitably have one less person in Huangquan." ”

Mu Yuhan was slightly stunned, the cold-faced ghost was actually in front of him, was he concerned about himself?

"Hahaha...... Has King Langya been in Chang'an for a long time? Our Biluo Huangquan is not a decent family, and it is not unheard of to do things with four enemies and one enemy. Besides, how many people are here, hehe, you better count them first!" The red-clothed bewitching woman beside Gu Lan smiled, her voice had a special magnetism, Rao is Xia Xuehan, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter.

"That is the case, then Xue Han will kill tonight!" Xia Xue coldly snorted, the cold murderous aura made people's souls tremble, took Mu Yuhan's hand, and walked forward step by step.

"It is said that the summer snow is cold and the world is unparalleled, and I will try to see if I have a false reputation tonight!" As soon as the words fell, a gray-robed old man flew over, holding a dust whisk in his hand. Xia Xuehan let out a long roar, slapped out with a palm, and the end had the potential to overturn the river and the sea, only in an instant, the three missing Daoists felt that their breath was suffocated, and the opponent's palm power was like a raging tide, which was overwhelming, and Shuangru was an invisible high wall, rushing in front of him.

The three missing Daoists were knocked away more than two feet away, lying on the ground coughing up blood, and screamed: "I said brothers, don't work hard, if you let him run away this time, there will be no place for our brothers in the whole world in the future!"

After a pause, the dark clouds obscured the only little light between heaven and earth, and after a sound of the sword unsheathed, only to hear the sound of "whirring" breaking the wind, on the other side, a head with a short staff, and an old man in yellow rushed forward together.

Xia Xuehan let go of Mu Yuhan's hand, a little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind, white clothes like snow, light like a feather, between you, you came to twenty-eight black-clothed killers. The twenty-eight black-clothed killers slashed over with knives, Mu Yuhan was so frightened that he closed his eyes, only to hear Xia Xue laugh coldly, and then a white shadow flashed...... I felt a strong wind blowing around, and the stones on the ground flew into the air, and a white shadow surrounded me. I heard the screams of the killers around me, which was terrible, and then there was a chaotic sound of falling to the ground. Mu Yuhan opened his eyes and saw knives with curly blades all over the ground, and more than a dozen killers who fell to the ground on their backs, each of them with injuries on their bodies, curled up on the ground and couldn't get up, and the rest of the black-clothed killers were so shocked that they retreated one after another, not daring to step forward. Xia Xuehan only used one move to solve more than a dozen first-class killers on the rivers and lakes.

Before he could take a breath, the two of them swept towards Mu Yuhan, Xia Xuehan roared angrily, and a long sword flew down in his hand, the sword light was dazzling, like a dragon soaring thousands of miles.

Just listen to the sound of "dang", the sparks splashed everywhere, and the short staff of Huanxi Toutuo has been spelled, Huanxi Toutuo's blood is surging, and he secretly said in his heart, I lost this summer snow and cold in a hurry, if I come prepared, how can I live?

"Boss, when are we going to do it?" the woman in red quietly watched a vicious fight in the alley.

Gu Lan's calm face was a little more expectant, and she didn't answer directly to Langying, "I really want to see the legendary floating sleeve sword that only the dead can see!"

"But, if that person ......" Langying hesitated for a long time, and finally said this.

Gu Lan's face revealed a solemn smile, and he sneered: "I haven't been afraid of anyone in Biluo Huangquan! Don't say that if I don't make a move today, I will rescue Xia Xuehan, what can that person do to me? Needless to say, I have my own measure!"

After that, he watched coldly as Xia Xuehan picked up a black-clothed killer who pounced on Mu Yuhan with a sword, and the blood stained his white clothes.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com