Huang Tianhua angrily picked the stones at his feet, strolling in the southern suburbs of Tochi, and said as he walked: "Isn't it just a pearl in the night, why are you so stingy, my brother Wu is much more stingy than you, stingy! stingy..."

Saying that, he kicked a wooden sign, originally looking for Shi Yan to see the night pearl was rejected, which had made Huang Tianhua very unhappy, but now he ran out of a sign to block the way, which made Huang Tianhua even more angry.

As soon as he raised his legs, he wanted to give such a sign a kick, and suddenly saw the four big words "Death Game" written on the sign, Huang Tianhua couldn't help but have curiosity in his heart, and then looked down, it was a few lines of small words, the content was: Are you in a bad mood? Do you want to fight? If you are not afraid of death, please come here, and then go three miles forward, the old house of the Jiao family.

Somehow, when Huang Tianhua saw the word "Jiaojia", an inexplicable sadness appeared in his heart, but he didn't think about it so much, kicked down the sign with his feet, and walked forward.

After a long time, one person picked up the brand and shook it into pieces with internal force.

Seven years have passed, and the Jiao family is indeed dilapidated, and the reason why it has not been demolished is because of Yang Sheng! Although Ouyang Xiao has rarely appeared on the rivers and lakes in the past seven years, this house full of Ouyang Xiao's Jiao Wu memories has been preserved to this day because of Yang Sheng's face, after all, Yang Sheng is still Ouyang Xiao's apprentice in addition to the position of catching heads.

Huang Tianhua looked at the Jiao family's mansion, suddenly felt a pain in his chest, shook his body, held on to the tree trunk, coughed a few times, started to walk to the gate, raised his eyes, there was a layer of floating ash on the surface of the once vermilion gate, there were more than a few handprints, Huang Tianhua's eyes suddenly appeared two blazing flames, it seems that there are still a lot of people here.

One of the handprints looked extremely delicate, it should be a woman's handprint, and the other had a faint smell of fire on it.

With Huang Tianhua's IQ, of course, he would not pay attention to these tiny traces, he gently pushed open the door, put his hands together, put them behind his head, and swaggered in.

There is a sign on the inside of the gate, which still reads "Death Game" in four big words, and a line of small words below it: After entering the door of the house, life and death are free of destiny, take a mask and put it on, don't trust anyone, because anyone may want your life, good luck.

There was a shelf under the sign, on which were scattered with several masks.

Huang Tianhua smiled, dragged down one and put it on his face, buckled six green stars in his two hands, and walked towards the depths of the compound, strictly speaking, he flew away, because his feet basically did not touch the ground, he stood on the roof, looking down at the surrounding environment, the marble floor on the ground has not been cleaned for several years, there are still very shallow footprints on the ground, and some footprints can actually break the entire floor tiles, it seems that in addition to the people with extremely high light skills, there are also people who are good at internal kung fu.

Huang Tianhua glanced back at his itinerary and felt very satisfied, but no, there was not a single footprint.

As everyone knows, a formidable opponent is approaching...

Huang Tianhua turned over and went down the roof, then flew open the door, flashed into the room, and saw a mirror in the room, like a woman's boudoir, he let down his guard and carefully observed this room: in addition to a mirror in the room, there are all kinds of women's makeup supplies, most of the cosmetics are engraved with the word "Xiao" large and small, Huang Tianhua picked up a box of broken fat powder, only to see that there is the word "Ouyang" underneath.

With his brain burning, he used his toes to know who the owner of this house was thinking, of course Huang Tianhua didn't burn, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that there are many admirers of Brother Ouyang." ”

There seemed to be a man and a woman in the room, laughing and playing, but when Huang Tianhua reached out and wanted to touch it, he found that all this was an illusion, a distant illusion.

Maybe they used to spend a happy time here, Huang Tianhua thought.

He turned around and walked to the door, and suddenly felt a huge killing intent, he hurriedly stopped, stopped in front of the door, and then held his breath and fixed his body into a part of the room, he was a little lucky, glad that he had brought the door with him when he came in just now, otherwise at this moment, he might have fallen into a fight.

The man outside the door also stopped outside, and similarly stopped, holding his breath and feeling the presence of the enemy.

At this moment, the distance between the two is less than three feet, and if it weren't for the cover of two doors in the middle, they would have already discovered each other.

Huang Tianhua can clearly feel that this person is using a broadsword, what he hates the most is the person who uses this kind of weapon, on the one hand, the broadsword itself can be used as a weapon to seal his sword moves, on the other hand, the broad sword body of the broadsword can be used as a shield, when swinging quickly, it can be extremely convenient to grid his hidden weapon, this person is obviously a master, if he fights, Huang Tianhua is really difficult to have the certainty of victory.

So he has to endure.

The figure outside was indeed carrying a widened and lengthened mourning sword, and a dragon-shaped sword spike was hanging from the hilt.

Huang Tianhua's forehead with the mask was already dripping with beads of sweat, sticking to the mask, making people feel very uncomfortable, but he still didn't move.

The man's right hand slowly moved upwards and grasped the hilt of the sword.

Huang Tianhua had already judged this from the shadow and sound, and could only be quieter at the moment, in case he was discovered by his opponent.

The man outside the door pressed the mourning sword with his right hand, and his left hand slowly moved towards the door, his hand was very steady, Huang Tianhua could imagine it, and at the same time, this hand also moved very slowly, while preparing to open the door, he hid every flaw on his body.

This is definitely a top master, Huang Tianhua thought.

Therefore, every time his hand moved closer, Huang Tianhua's heart would tighten by one point, and the strength of his sweaty hand clasp Qing Xingzi would also increase by one point.

At this time, there was a small muffled sound, and the other party's hand was already pressed on the door, and Huang Tianhua could only wait patiently, waiting for the other party to push open the door.

The other seemed to pause, and then quickly pushed the wooden door open.

In this "squeak" sound, Huang Tianhua was in a hurry, and immediately flew to the beam, covering up the sound of his clothes fluttering in the wind by the sound of opening the door, and with his fast and sharp body, I believe that there are definitely no more than ten people in this world who can find themselves.

The other party walked in according to the hilt of the sword, he walked so slowly, every step was steady and terrifying, and there should be a layer of cold sweat under his mask.

Huang Tianhua hid on the beam, cautiously looked down, although separated by a mask, but can still feel that this is a young man, his white and thin hands can be clear, clearly explain this, these hands are very big and thin in addition to white, that is to say, this person can grasp this mourning sword very steadily; in addition, Huang Tianhua also saw his temples, his temples are high and protruding, as if hiding two walnuts, that is to say, in addition to swordsmanship, this person also has not weak internal strength; his limbs are developed, his chest is wide, and his external strength is definitely not low; every step he takes seems to have a thousand strengths, but there is no trace of the ground under the force, which shows that his light skills are by no means under Ye Di.

This must be a master, Huang Tianhua shouted in his heart.

Shi Yan cut the celery one by one, her face was like a wilted eggplant, Xue'er saw her absent-mindedness, held down the kitchen knife and asked: "Sister Yan, your face is so ugly, do you want to take a break?" Shi Yan shook her head and said: "I'm fine, it's just that I rejected Xiaotian once just now, and I feel a little uncomfortable..."Xue'er's face turned cold, and she asked coldly: "Why did you refuse him?" Shi Yan said: "He asked me if I had taken Lord Zhu's Night Pearl, I just said a few words to him casually, who would have thought that he would be angry?" As he spoke, he put down the kitchen knife, "You take care of the kitchen, and I'll go out to see him." ”

Cher nodded, and the moment she nodded, a glint of envy and jealousy crossed her eyes.

As soon as she walked to the door, Shi Yan suddenly felt a trace of nervousness in her heart.

Huang Tianhua quietly moved his body, avoiding the other party's upward gaze.

At this time, the person walked around the house, found nothing, and began to move slowly towards the door, but his right hand never left the hilt of the sword, Huang Tianhua saw that the green tendons on his hand had faded a little, and the vigilance in his heart had also faded a little.

It wasn't until the other party left the house completely, took the door with his hand, and stayed away from it for more than a dozen steps, that Huang Tianhua let out a long breath, wiped his cold sweat, and regretted it a little in his heart, sure enough, curiosity can not only kill cats, but also kill people, the name of the death game, it is really not called in vain, he turned over, thinking that it was better to leave earlier.

As soon as he made up his mind, he suddenly heard a bang, Huang Tianhua hurriedly hid behind the wall, and a wolf-tooth arrow quickly swept in front of his eyes and nailed into the wall, and the arrow was actually pierced into three inches!

Huang Tianhua secretly exclaimed: "Good archery!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and deducted six more blue stars, a total of twelve green stars.

This time, Huang Tianhua's opponent was a woman, who drew her bow and arrow, aimed at the edge of the door, and thought in her heart: As long as you show your head, don't want to live anymore.

So Huang Tianhua has not shown his head, he is waiting, waiting for the other party to be unable to hold his breath first, she is also waiting, waiting for Huang Tianhua's exposed head, but Huang Tianhua's head has never been exposed, the arrow is already on the string, the hidden weapon has been grasped, at this moment, both sides are waiting, waiting for the other party to show their heads first, they are waiting for the other party to shoot first, the last to strike, the first to shoot and the first to die, at this time none of them dare to shoot first, because the moment of the first shot is the moment when death comes.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally Huang Tianhua's eyes condensed on a withered swallowtail orchid in the house...

He already has a way.