Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Night Battle at the Wild Goose Tower

Yun Yi, who only felt a flower in front of him, felt his neck tighten suddenly in the next moment, and he was already grabbed by a warm palm, and his body was stagnant, and his movements suddenly slowed down.

"Let him go!" said Miss Yagyu, who was dressed in tight black and outlined her curvy body.

The mature beautiful woman who grabbed Yun Yi's neck couldn't help but smile coquettishly: "Little sister, it seems that you care about him a lot!

"You" Miss Yanagi, who was a little embarrassed, scolded coquettishly: "Stinky woman, let him go quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

"You're welcome, little girl, I'd like to see how you're polite," the mature beauty woman's face was also slightly cold.

However, as soon as his words fell, his complexion suddenly changed slightly as if he was aware of it, and he suddenly turned sideways and threw Yun Yi behind him, and at the same time, his figure turned into an afterimage and retreated sharply.

"Damn!" Yun Yi, who had just broken away from the tiger's claws, felt a fierce force that made his hair stand on end, and he couldn't help but turn his back on an iron plate bridge, and at the same time, a pitch-black and fierce sword light almost brushed Yun Yi's nose in an instant.

Out of the corner of Yun Yi's eyes, he had already seen the owner of the sword, also dressed in black, and the indifferent gaze Yun Yi was no stranger, it was the sword-hugging swordsman Sayama that the Yanagi family met on the sea ship.

"Yunyi!" Miss Yanagi, who saw this scene, exclaimed, and then shouted angrily: "Sayama, what are you doing?"

Sayama snorted coldly and continued to dodge and kill the mature beauty.

A mature beautiful woman with a cold light flashing in her eyes, a faint blood light appeared in her sleeves.

And at this moment, a ghostly thin figure fell from the sky, and a black chain shot out like a spiritual snake, and a piercing sound of gold and iron collided with the black sword light, and then the ghostly thin figure retreated with a mature beauty.

"Ahem," a low coughing sound followed.

"Dead old ghost, are you okay?" The mature beautiful woman suddenly held the thin old man in black who was coughing so nervously that his waist was bent down.

Na Zuoshan was also caught off guard and took two steps back before stabilizing his figure, and then squinted at the thin old man in black and the mature beautiful woman: "I didn't expect that there are two masters in this small Panlong Town. It's a pity that the two old bones of you two leprosy ghosts are no match for me. ”

"And what if you add my old bones?" With a slightly hoarse voice, like a gust of wind, a drunken old man wearing a shabby linen coat and full of white hair appeared in the courtyard, and his drunken eyes looked at Sayama lazily and casually.

The mature beautiful woman breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the drunkard appear, and scolded angrily: "Old drunkard, you just appeared at this time, you just want to see the two of us make a fool of ourselves, right?"

"Hmph! An old drunkard is also here to die," Sayama, who snorted coldly disdainfully, did not put the drunkard in his eyes at all, and the figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he appeared in front of the drunkard, and stabbed the drunkard in the chest with a sword.

As if he had noticed it, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his dark red fist suddenly struck out, and a huge fist shadow appeared like a volcanic eruption.

There was a bang, and Sayama's sword didn't touch the drunkard's fist at all, and it was like a wailing tremor that was about to shatter, and his eyes were stunned, and the whole person flew away directly in embarrassment.

With a muffled sound, the corner of Sayama's mouth spilled blood from the corner of his mouth that broke the railing and fell into the corridor, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and a trace of blood slid down his fingertips onto the sword body.

"Brother Sayama, are you alright?" Yun Yi, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but ask with a slightly playful smile.

Zuoshan, whose face suddenly turned a little black, suddenly saw a murderous figure in his eyes, and with a move, he killed Yunyi with a sword.

"Damn, what kind of grudge do we have?" Yun Yi, who was secretly scolding in his heart, hurriedly retreated.

Almost at the same time, the drunkard with a phantom figure also came to Yun Yi, his body shook as if he didn't stand firmly, but he just dodged Sayama's sword, and then the whole person fell into Sayama's arms like drunk.

Peng made a muffled sound, and Sayama, who was hit in the chest by a punch from a drunkard, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and hunched his waist flew out upside down like a prawn.

"Sayama!" Miss Yagyu, who snorted coquettishly, hurriedly dodged and caught Sayama.

Seeing that the drunkard's figure moved and chased after him again, Yun Yi hurriedly said: "Drunkard senior, be merciful!"

"Edgeworth!" Miss Yanagi's jade hand seemed to change slowly, and sword qi burst out from her fingertips, turning into an illusory sword lotus under the guidance of Miss Yanagi's jade fingers, and blocked forward.

The drunkard who flew to catch up, looking at the sword lotus's drunken eyes, a hint of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and with a strong punch, the strength on his fist suddenly weakened.

With a bang, the sword lotus trembled and was scattered with a little difficulty, and at the same time, Miss Yanagi also took Sayama to dodge over the roof and disappear into the darkness.

The figure shook the drunkard who was sitting outside the railing of the corridor, and snored as if he was asleep.

"This" Yun Yi was dumbfounded when he saw this, is this old rascal pretending to be drunk or really drunk?

"Old drunkard, it's important to drop the chain every time," the mature beautiful woman who scolded in a low voice turned to Yun Yi and asked coldly: "Stinky boy, who are those two people?

Yun Yi was a little depressed and embarrassed: "They seem to have come with me, but I didn't let them come." ”

"You dare to attract people to deal with us, you are really bold," the mature beauty woman's face turned cold: "Say, what are they coming from?"

Yun Yi couldn't help but sneer a little unhappily when he heard this: "Who has the leisure to deal with you? I want to know who they are, go and check them out myself! Why should I tell you?"

"Ahem, stinky woman, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!" the thin old man coughed.

Damn! Yun Yi glared at the thin old man: "Dead old ghost, what kind of grudge does Lao Tzu have with you?"

"Boy, I've almost forgotten how long it's been since no one dared to talk to me like that. Ahem, your courage is really not small," the thin old man squinted and glanced at Yun Yi: "But in this world, people who don't have the ability and courage are basically dead." ”

The thin old man's thin hand shook before he spoke, and the black chain in his hand suddenly swept towards Yunyi like a black and white impermanent soul locking chain.

Yun Yi, whose eyes were constricted, suddenly clenched his fists, and the blood in his body was boiling in an instant, and there seemed to be a trace of blood climbing out of his eyes, and the breath of the whole person was furious. The next moment, Yun Yi's skin was red, and a red light appeared on his fist.

"Ah" Yun Yi, whose face turned red and roared, smashed out a fist to meet the iron chain, and the fist seemed to be burning with flames, making the space distorted and psychedelic.

The end of the black chain flickered like a sharp awl, as if it could pierce any obstacle.

In the sound of the clash, a white cold light shot out obliquely, directly hitting the iron-tipped cone at the end of the black chain, causing it to suddenly deflect to the side.

Peng made a muffled sound, as if the burning fist hit the iron chain, the whole person seemed to be swept away by the wind Yun Yi, there was an instant sound of wind roar under his feet, and a faint wind dragon flew directly over the roof with Yun Yi in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

"Light skills, this is a dragon step!" The mature beauty woman was surprised: "When did this kid learn light skills?"

The thin old man waved his hand back to the black chain, glanced at the crushed ice chips on the iron tip cone at one end of the chain, and couldn't help but look sideways at the corridor at the entrance of the pharmacy not far away, where there was a wheelchair, and it was Sanyu who was sitting on the wheelchair: "Sanyu boy, what do you mean?"

"You killed him, who will test my medicine, or do you not want to drink my medicine?"

The thin old man couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hmph, cough boy, your broken medicine is useless at all, don't drink it! What's the big deal?"

"Dead old ghost!" The mature beautiful woman who glared at the thin old man smiled at Sanyu politely: "Sanyu, isn't he just a person who tries medicine! If you really need him, then we won't kill him." However, Yunyi's kid can't be underestimated, maybe he will be a problem in the future!"

"I have my own measure!" Sanyu said coldly, and turned around in a wheelchair and went back to the pharmacy.

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