The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and one foot stepped on it, sinking deep into the snow, and pulling it out again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info from the foot up, is a white filial piety clothes, white turban, carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, the bamboo basket is full of white paper with round square holes, one hand reaches into the bamboo basket, grabs the white paper, throws it into the air, the white paper is scattered in the air, blown by the wind, scattered everywhere. In the fluttering white paper, a woman in filial piety clothes and a bamboo basket full of white children walked trembling in the cold wind, and then two, three...... In the back, several people in white carried the coffin slowly, but the old man in black clothes and white hair was very eye-catching, and the old man held the coffin with a gloomy face and walked slowly. This old man is the old demon of Montenegro, the old demon of Montenegro walked in the coffin, and his mood was extremely sad: son, don't be afraid, Daddy has prepared some beauties, and will go down with you, just accompany you below, don't worry, Ximen Bridge killed you, and Daddy will let Ximen Bridge bury you later, the one called Qiao Feng, after a while, will also come down to accompany you.

When they arrived at the location, everyone stopped, a large pit was scattered, covered with coffins, looking at the pattern, it was obvious that the old demon of Montenegro was not ready to bury only his son. The women who threw the paper money in front of them panicked, some of them were paralyzed, without a trace of strength, some kept kowtowing, and some were crying, obviously they knew their next fate, and they had accepted their fate, there was a pretty woman who ran over, no one stopped her, obviously knew her, the woman knelt in front of the old demon of Montenegro, hugged the thigh of the old demon of Montenegro, cried and said: "Daddy, please don't bury the concubine." The old demon of Montenegro caressed her hair lovingly, but did not speak. The woman raised her head and looked at the old demon of Montenegro with a look of hope.

"Son, don't blame Dad, Ling Er loved you the most in his life, for the sake of you and Ling Er as a husband and wife, it is dark below, you can be a companion with him, go down and accompany him!"

The old demon of Montenegro sighed and waved his hand weakly.

The woman's expression gradually froze, the pupils of her eyes narrowed, and her face became more and more pale, gradually turning dead gray. Two men in white approached, caught her in the middle, and dragged her backwards, leaving the woman weak and at their mercy.

Seeing that the woman was dragged away, the love on the face of the old demon of Montenegro slowly disappeared, and some became gloomy again, turned his head back, and looked at another group of people in white, among the people in white, Ximen Bridge was among them.

"Ximen Bridge!" The old demon of Montenegro cried wolf and howled, and the whole person turned into a black shadow and rushed straight to Ximen Bridge.

Ximen Bridge's pupils shrank, and a golden light stretched out from his body, hitting the black shadow with a tinkling tink.

"Not good!" Ximen Qiao's heart was beating wildly, because he obviously felt that the big golden knife did not hit anything, he was attacked by a surprise attack just now, Ximen Bridge subconsciously exerted all his strength, where did he know, the old demon of Montenegro came to a sudden stop, Ximen Bridge was embarrassed, and he couldn't stop if he wanted to, seeing the old demon of Montenegro turn into a black lightning, a hand like a skeleton, enlarged in front of his eyes.

At this time, someone suddenly pulled him behind Ximen Bridge, Ximen Bridge staggered back a few steps, felt a tingling pain in his neck, touched it, and his hands were full of blood. It was Ximen Bridge who reacted, just a little bit, he was about to die in Huangquan, he came back to his senses and was afraid for a while, gasped for a few breaths, and then raised his head, and looked at the old demon of Montenegro who was already more than ten steps away viciously, his nostrils opened involuntarily, like a wounded beast roaring at the old demon of Montenegro: "Old demon of Montenegro, do you want to go to war?"

The old demon of Montenegro had already seen that Ximen Bridge was strong and middle-class, and he didn't care about the title of the old demon of Montenegro, thinking in his heart: "Do you know that you are afraid? Don't be afraid, this is just the beginning." After laughing a few times like a ghost, the old demon of Montenegro spoke: "Since you killed my child, it has been a situation of endless death. ”

When Ximen Qiao heard this, he immediately shouted that it was not good, and secretly complained in his heart, the old demon of Montenegro was powerful, he had just learned it, just one move, he almost died, if it wasn't for someone to save him, he would have been lying on the ground. The old demon of Montenegro is usually ruthless and bloody, like a cold-blooded poisonous snake, but for his only son, he is unusually doting, and even climbs on his head to pee, and he doesn't care. Now the old demon of Montenegro knows that the death of his little cub is related to himself, not good!

Looking at the elite of the Black Wind Village that was gradually surrounding him, Ximen Qiao knew that he couldn't escape no matter what, so he had to put on a posture and fight with all his might!

The old demon of Montenegro put his hands behind his back, took Ximen Bridge as the axis, slowly paced back and forth, his eyes stared at Ximen Bridge carelessly as if he was looking at his prey, Ximen Bridge felt that the old demon of Montenegro was surrounding him like a poisonous snake, as if he was about to step forward and bite himself at any time, and then inject deadly poison and kill himself with one blow.

Ximen Bridge grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, stared at the old demon of Montenegro with both eyes, and did not dare to relax for a moment, even in the cold winter, the sweat beads still could not stop the flow out, and then it was frozen, tightly attached to Ximen Bridge's body, wisps of white smoke poured out from Ximen Bridge's body, and his heart beat like a drum, Ximen Bridge couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The elite of Black Wind Village gradually came closer, and the old demon of Black Mountain looked at Ximen Bridge with a smile, although Ximen Bridge also brought more than fifty elites of Black Tiger Village over, but after all, there were many fewer people in comparison, and there were at least two or three hundred elites of Black Wind Village on the opposite side, not to mention that there was also an old demon of Black Mountain.

The elites of the Black Mountain Cottage wore evil ghost masks and pressed over, and at the same time, they couldn't stop making the sound of ghost howls, wolf howls, and weapons colliding.

The elites of the Black Tiger Village gathered in a group, swords and guns outward, waiting quietly. And with the passage of time, the elite of the Black Wind Village slowly approached, the breathing gradually became heavier, and the heartbeat became louder and louder, an elite of the Black Tiger Village looked at the ghost mask that was getting closer and closer, felt a dry mouth, and swallowed saliva involuntarily, and then heard the sound of swallowing saliva all around, under the oppression of the Black Wind Village, the morale of the Black Tiger Village gradually fell to the bottom.

At this time, the elites of Black Wind Village crossed the old demon of Black Mountain one after another, and the figure of the old demon of Black Mountain was overwhelmed by the people of Black Wind Village. "Not good, miscalculated. Seeing that the old demon of Montenegro was out of his sight, the corners of Ximen Qiao's eyes twitched, he knew the plans of the old demon of Montenegro, and the invisible old demon of Montenegro was the most terrifying.

On the white snow, the elites of the Black Wind Village formed a circle, and the black tiger surrounded everyone in a group, and the water was impassable, on the one hand, with a hideous ghost mask, on the other hand, the color was hideous, the eyes were red, and they were eager to try, and the situation was about to erupt.