When the night goes on, the clouds close the moon.

In the alley west of Zhenhuang City, everyone lowered their heads and looked at the lifeless white clothes, with different expressions, but they were all silent and silent.

Only the young master of the Yin family, who was sitting on the ground, slowly raised his eyes after a long silence, looked at his face that looked very rugged because all the qi and blood in the middle were burned out, and his lips trembled with a smile.

"Aren't you the enemy of a thousand?"

He said.

"Don't you want to dominate the Western Regions?"

He asked.

"Aren't you going to send Miss Zhongli back to the Lan Pavilion?"

He said.

"You're not—"

"Children. ”

A deep male voice interrupted him.

It was uncle's voice.

Yin Shao turned his head sideways and turned to look at Yin Zheng two steps away.

Seeing that he was as burly as Mount Tai, after glancing at the people around him, especially the white dress that was hiding his face and sobbing, he locked his eyebrows and shook his head at him in the most restrained posture.

Yin Shao knew what he meant.

But Yin Shao, who knew what he meant, still looked back, looked at the indifferent look on Wang Manxiu's face as if everything had been relieved, clenched his fists uncontrollably, and sneered.

"How can you say that death is death. ”

After laughing.

Purse your lips slightly.

Look up at the moon.

The tip of the nose is slightly acidic.

Taste a fresh breeze.

......

Perhaps, Wang Manxiu is like this breeze.

Come, go

, only one side, and then disappeared again.

Only a few vague thoughts remained, left in his thoughts.

Wang Manxiu died.

Died in this Brilliant City.

Died on this autumn night.

Died in front of this bronze Xuanmen.

After breaking through thirty miles of mountains and rivers with a sword, and sending the hundred-year-old three saints who were the leaders of Qimen to step down the Yellow Spring, he was exhausted and-

Suddenly, there was a cold and rapid roar, coming from the northwest.

The brocade robe suddenly raised his head and looked northwest.

In the dim night, a little blue cold light was flying in his direction.

Yin Shao's heart trembled slightly, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and when he saw that this cold light was some kind of extremely sharp blade, he hurriedly reached out to pick up the ash gun on the ground in a panic to stop himself.

But when he picked up the spear and looked back at the cold mang, he was stunned again.

I saw that although the blue sharp light was swept towards his direction, it was not aimed at his heart, eyebrows, throat, eyes, or the purple white dress next to him, or the latter Yin Zheng Zhou Yi and others. It is sharp and sharp, and this sneak attack can naturally kill anyone in the world...... But I don't want to, but the target of this cold mang, but it is not everyone.

It's the king of the earth!

Yin Shao, who was stunned, obviously didn't understand why this cold man wanted to whip the dead person, but he still instinctively put the gun in his hand, wanting to fight for tat and shoot down this cold mang.

But this cold is sharp, there is a moment of ten-foot momentum, and it is a sudden attack, but Yin Shao, who is half a hundred enemies, was caught off guard at all, and he didn't have time to react at all.

Before he could put the gun away, it was blue and cold

Mang was only three inches away from Bai Yi's heart, and it was obvious that the Three Saints and Seven Heroes could not be stopped.

But by coincidence.

They have seven heroes.

There also happens to be a Three Saints.

It was between the lightning and the fire, and I felt a flash of purple in the corner of my eye.

When he came back to his senses, the graceful Wanxiang was already standing beside the white clothes, a little bit ago, with purple hair and a half-white arm stretched out. And between her slender and slender five fingers, there was a spirit jade dagger with an ice blue body, which came into everyone's eyes.

The dagger was swift, but she still grabbed the edge, trembling and immovable.

Yin Shao was dumbfounded.

It's not because of the wonderful posture of the Evening Fragrance, nor because of her five fingers that can face the cold without seeing blood.

Just because of this dagger book.

Yin Shao knew this dagger.

This dagger, this dagger is......

"The concubine said it. ”

Wanxiang shook her blade, slowly turned her face sideways, narrowed her pair of red demon eyes, and looked northwest.

"Fuliu, stop. ”

Tone falls.

The clouds dispersed.

The moonlight is light.

He was stunned.

I saw that on the thirty miles of mountains and rivers that should have been empty and full of dust, there was a gold-tattooed black fur, stepping on a steady and frivolous step, slowly standing under the moonlight.

I saw her green silk fluttering, her face was as usual, and she didn't see any harm.

I saw her raise the corners of her lips slightly, raise her eyebrows lightly, and smile at them.

"What if I don't?"