Chapter 112: Heroes are not allowed to see white heads

"Hehe, the reunion of the brothers and sisters of the innocent son, congratulations!" came from the gorgeous soft sedan chair, and Xia Lang's lazy and slightly mocking words came out.

In the next moment, Gu Lan and Feng Qiwu's eyes fell on the soft sedan chair, and the fluttering curtains showed the people in the soft sedan chair looming in front of them, giving others a little mystery.

was originally a cousin and cousin of the same clan, and even had the same grandfather, but now there is only hatred between them, a great feud that kills one family and takes away the country.

If it weren't for Xia Chongde, the person sitting on the Jinluan Palace now would be Gu Lan, and Feng Qiwu would also be a princess of a country high up, how could she be reduced to the point of making a living in a restaurant.

Isn't it because of Charron's vein that causes the difference in identity today?

"I seem to feel a strong murderous aura, we all have the same blood in our bones, although there is a difference between dignity and inferiority, but you don't have to be unhappy, as long as you surrender and are loyal to me, I promise to get what you deserve!" said Sharon, still not salty.

No matter who you listen to, these words will feel particularly harsh, where is this to find someone to take refuge in, it is clearly a kind of humiliation, arrogant as Feng Qiwu, lonely Lan generation, how can it be tolerated.

Not to mention, Gu Lan let go of Feng Qiwu and shot towards Xia Lang like a sharp arrow, and the sixth sword in his hand was bloody compared to a few years ago.

But the kind of murderous aura that an assassin should have still made the people around him retreat, he seemed to be a person who was born to kill, even Mo Lin frowned, his breath flickered, even he was difficult to capture, if Gu Lan was attacking and killing himself at the moment, could he dodge?

Although everyone here had thousands of different thoughts coming from the bottom of their hearts, but in general, it was only a few breaths, and they saw that the extremely sharp bloody sword had passed through the circle formed by the four purple-clothed women, and they were about to open the curtain and poke it towards Xia Lang's heart.

But Xia Lang in the sedan chair still had an unpredictable smile on his face, holding a teacup in his hand and sipping tea gently, as if he didn't know that someone had attacked and killed.

It's just that he can't be unaware, because he is a greedy wolf, he is the Emperor of the West, and he is the most incomprehensible person in the world.

"Bang!"

I saw a black shadow suddenly appear in front of Gu Lan, I don't know who made the first move, but this dull sound came, and Gu Lan flew out upside down.

That black shadow also disappeared into the void and disappeared, if it weren't for a few peerless masters present, it would not have been possible to discover what made a generation of Heavenly Proud Immortal Sons fly upside down.

"...... Uproar"

Gu Lan slid out of the ground for two or three feet, and the white snow was broken by him into a three-inch deep ravine, if you look closely, the edge of those ravines is still a little black gas lingering, this is the true qi of the black shadow hitting Gu Lan's body, all of which were turned into snow by him.

"How can you treat the Immortal Prince like this, if his father is not dead, it is impossible to say that he is still the Lord of Great Xia!" Xia Lang smiled, not deeply mocking.

However, the people in the rivers and lakes who were standing around and watching the excitement seemed to have heard a shocking secret, Xia Lang's father turned out to be the emperor by seizing the throne, and that person happened to be Gu Lan's father.

However, there are not many people who are indignant, firstly, they are not stubborn and pedantic saints and loyal ministers, and secondly, this river and lake is respected by the strength of the weak and the strong, if you Gu Lan is capable, you will take the country back.

What kind of strength Xia Lang is, and what is Gu Lan's strength, you can see it from the light blow just now.

"Sharon!"

Feng Qiwu didn't say a word, stepped forward and gently helped up the roaring Gu Lan, and the other three of the four great killers also didn't say a word, firmly protecting Gu Lan behind him, only to hear his roar coming from behind the human wall, like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"There should be a few people in this world who dare to call me by my name, and you are the weakest one, but for the sake of you being in the same vein as me, I will pardon your capital crime!"

It seems that Xia Lang is magnanimous, and Gu Lan and his party don't know what to do.

"Too much deception!"

Gu Lan was a cold and arrogant person, where could he bear such humiliation, he immediately stood up with his sword, broke away from Feng Qiwu's hand and rushed forward again.

"Don't waste your efforts, he can't be killed by you, what else can you get except to give away your life?" A sentence that was not salty or indifferent floated coldly, causing everyone to look up at the source of the sound together, only to see that Mo Lin didn't glance at this side, just reminded him lightly, but it sounded like a merciless mockery to the Gu Lan brothers and sisters.

Gu Lan snorted coldly and said, "Don't bother you, I will solve my own affairs!"

"I'm not a nosy person, but I've been with your sister for a while, and I can be regarded as having some friendship, I have already done what I should do, and as for your life and death, it has nothing to do with me!" Mo Lin even closed his eyes and stood there to recuperate, no longer caring about them.

Feng Qiwu's lips moved, wanting to let go of the little dignity he had and ask Mo Lin for help, but the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the arrogance and unyielding in his brother's eyes, he would never allow a person who mocked him to help, even if that person had no malicious intent.

Although it has been less than half an hour since she recognized her brother, she is as proud as she is, and she doesn't understand the persistence in her brother's heart, compared to Xia Lang, maybe he will never win, but how can she bear to let her brother lose even the last bit of dignity.

Sighing lightly, his eyes returned to the soft sedan in front of him, Xia Lang didn't seem to be the slightest defenseless against the angry Gu Lan, and the four purple-clothed beauties beside the soft sedan chair smiled and stood quietly.

Gu Lan was like a lonely wolf, his eyes were as red as blood, and the bloody sword in his hand, the sword that had buried countless living beings, was no longer restrained, and he didn't know when it would re-evaporate with murderous aura, and it was so famous as a sword.

Maybe this is the real Gu Lan, an assassin, this is his nature, and the people he wants to kill have only two places to go - Biluo, or Huangquan.

"It seems to be stronger than just now, but my head is not reserved for a chicken-like character like you!" said Sharon as he gently blew open a few tea leaves floating in the teacup, and smiled.

This time, Gu Lan did not speak, his figure was constantly disillusioned, almost disappearing from one point, and the next moment he appeared from another place, truly showing the proper side of an assassin, hiding, attacking and killing, even if thousands of troops were in front, he could quietly take off the head of the general.

"I don't know what kind of brilliant sparks will collide when the ninjutsu of the Toei Fusang Kingdom meets the attack of the No. 1 assassin in Kyushu!"

Xia Lang's words had not completely fallen, and two black shadows suddenly appeared in the flat white snow, leaving only two afterimages in the air, which ordinary people's eyes could not catch at all, if they were masters of the rivers and lakes with extremely keen eyesight, they would definitely be able to see that it was these two people who had just repelled Gu Lan with one move.

Gu Lan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, blood streaked across the snow, and a wall of snow rose flat, rushing towards Xia Lang, the strange thing was that the two black-clothed ninjas did not stop them, they were still changing positions in the air.

The strange thing is that the snow wall did not hit the soft sedan chair of Sharon, but turned into water vapor and evaporated three or four feet away from the soft sedan car, as if the pile of snow fell into the boiling molten lava, and did not even make a "zizi" sound, so it turned into gas and dispersed with the wind.

Not only the onlookers, but even Gu Lan, who was distracted at the moment and fought hard, paused slightly.

The two ninjas guarding him didn't make a move, and neither did the four purple-clothed women.

Then there are only two possibilities left, one is that there is a peerless master hidden by Xia Lang's side, and the other is that Xia Lang himself is a peerless master.

Either way, however, it was shocking to the point of almost fright.

It's just a pile of snow that is so big that if it is piled up, it will be a small hill more than a foot high, and even if it is thrown into the boiling molten iron, it will not be able to turn it into water vapor in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that the snow wall is the nearest place is three feet away from the soft sedan car, and the farthest place is even more than a zhang, but in an instant, almost no succession, it has turned into water vapor.

Such a strong internal force has silently turned a large piece of snow covering such a wide area into water vapor, if it didn't happen in front of them, no one would believe that their own strength is obvious to all, can the Southern Immortal Xia Xuehan and the Northern Emperor Yun Yifan do it?

People are not sure, they haven't seen it with their own eyes, it's hard to imagine, but they are already the pinnacle of people in this world, and even if they can do that, they can accept it, so what is in front of them......

Is there another master, or is it Charon himself......

At the moment when Gu Lan lost his mind, the two ninjas had already attacked and killed him from the left and right sides of him.

Near, the smell of knives and guns, an assassin has a special feeling for weapons, or an aura that is a stone's throw away from death, especially in line with themselves, especially intimate.

It's too fast, it's too late to dodge, such a fast speed, even if it's just an equal split in his heyday, since it's too late to dodge, Gu Lan immediately raised the blood in his hand and slashed forward.

A shallow light of blood carried the killing aura unique to an assassin, the kind of killing aura that had been hidden in the darkness all year round, and slashed the past.

There was no crisp sound of pleasant metal clashing as one might expect, because the two men disappeared again, and disappeared right before people's eyes, so fast that even Gu Lan, the number one assassin in the world, did not catch their traces.

He is worthy of being the top master of the two supreme schools of martial arts in Fusang.

Even Mo Lin opened his eyes, his deep and cold eyes staring at the obscure void, the void where there was nothing, as if something terrifying would jump out at any moment.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world. Gee...... Although I am a little unqualified, for the sake of you being a dying person, I can barely count you as a hero......! Hehe......" A creepy laugh came out of the soft sedan chair, so strong that people couldn't even have the heart to resist, like a soul messenger from hell standing in front of them.

"Brother......

Feng Qiwu's shout echoed in the iceberg snow valley, because she saw that the Dongying katana that shone with a black light stabbed towards Gu Lan's heart, but what she didn't see was that a black tasseled short spear in front of Gu Lan also stabbed over, almost at the same time, invulnerable.

The meridians around Gu Lan's neck beat violently, and his sister's call reached his heart, very desolate, very sad, twenty years of separation, but the meeting was less than half an hour!

Close, close, the sword qi had already pierced into Gu Lan's flesh, and the remaining three of the four great killers had already rushed towards Gu Lan, but their martial arts could only be a second-rate master at best, how could they rescue Gu Lan, who was still a step above them, under the hands of two peerless masters.

A drop of crimson blood had splashed out and landed on the snow, which was so white that it was impossible to pick out a trace of impurities, and finally, this lonely snow finally had some other colors.

Gu Lan forgot to dodge, forgot to resist......

"Brother......

Another soft call, when the call fell, she only felt what seemed to be something in front of her scalp flying past, and then saw that her brother was already lying on the snow two feet away, his chest heaving and panting.

is still alive, the stone hanging in Feng Qiwu's heart has finally fallen, as long as my brother is fine, it's just that, what is it?

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