Still is...... Forget it!

Yang Zhao looked at the jungle for a long time, but finally slapped his face and decided to put the matter aside.

Although he was very curious about what trouble this Yuji was causing her, but looking at her appearance, it seemed that she could handle it, of course, even if he couldn't deal with it, he was not obliged to solve it, right?

With this thought in mind, his eyes swept over the deep jungle, and he walked towards the courtyard, and generously pushed the door in.

As soon as he entered the door, the sight that entered his eyes made Yang Zhao's eyelids jump. The eight disciples who were completely dead were all lying down in the front yard, looking like this, they should have heard the sound, and when they came to inspect, they were killed by the murderer one after another.

"There is only one murderer, there are not too many traces of fighting, obviously the two sides are not on the same level, the other party is ruthless, and ......"

Flipping over the body of a disciple with his toes, Yang Zhao looked at the wound carefully and nodded: "And it's quite impatient, and the disproportionate shots are not properly mastered, and it is a loss of master's demeanor." ”

This disciple's heart was hit, but all his internal organs were charred by the domineering true breath, his sternum was broken, the bones were finely shattered, and the meridians of his limbs were also cracked by the aftermath.

Yang Zhao's gaze was projected on another corpse, and a sudden feeling appeared in his heart, and the strange feeling of being in harmony with heaven and earth not long ago reappeared, making him suddenly sure that two monks with good cultivation were hurrying here.

"What a nuisance!"

After a useless sigh again, Yang Zhao took two steps sideways and disappeared into the shadow on one side, this stealth method was like that of Yu Ji just now. But it's much more relaxed.

As soon as he hid his body, two demons fell from the sky, Yang Zhao narrowed his eyes, and minimized the possibility of induction, but he was sure in his heart that the one wearing a purple robe among the people who came was undoubtedly the murderer. Because, that man still has the resentment of the eight dead people in the sky.

"Tsk, I knew that the murderer would come back, so why bother thinking about it?" Yang Zhao slandered. His gaze was suddenly caught by another person.

Acquaintances!

This graceful beauty in front of you. Yang Zhao has seen it, she is the Sun Swallowing Robber who has been competing with Feitian for these days and almost losing to win, and she is as famous as the Yin Robber who was played by Yang Zhao and them in the southeast Linhai. But Yang Zhao didn't dare to slack off.

The maidens are already there. It almost cost them. So he knew that this was a beautiful and dangerous poisonous spider.

Swallowing Yang is dressed in a rather conservative black silk dress, except for revealing his face and palms. All parts are covered. But if the eyesight is better, people can see the shadowy skin from under this seemingly airtight dress, as if shrouded in a thin black mist, seductive.

Swallowing Yang's body is plump and long, provoking fire, and her face is also charming and charming, but a pair of eyes are like paint, dark and shiny, and sometimes cold, showing that she is not a person who does things purely with her posture.

Yang Zhao has a deep understanding of this.

Yang Zhao mentioned 120,000 points of caution, because he knew that Swallowing Yang was extremely sensitive to the breath of the opposite sex, this feeling was not sensory, but an extremely rare talent, at this distance, whether he could hide her induction, Yang Zhao was not confident.

At this moment, Yang Zhao's ears sounded with the soft voice of Swallowing Yang.

"Alas, it's still a step too late, and there is no popularity around...... Well, the corpse on the ground has traces of being turned, plus the warning flying sword before, purple robe, you did a good thing!"

Even if it was to train people, he couldn't hear any anger in Swallowing Yang's voice, but the purple-robed monk was really scared, and he couldn't speak.

Swallowing Yang sighed again: "Forget it, the matter has come to this, even if it kills you, it's useless." Let's chase down, it's too late, and the fragrance of the little girl is afraid that it will be mixed with other smells...... She can't escape, but if it falls into the hands of someone else, it's not just you!"

As if he had received amnesty, the purple-robed monk took the lead and flew towards the south, which was the direction in which Yuji fled. Swallowing Yang also flew off the ground, but before flying away from the courtyard, he glanced back intentionally or unintentionally, and as far as his eyes went, it was exactly where Yang Zhao was hiding.

Yang Zhao frowned, and suddenly understood: "Yes, this little girly skin knows that there are people, but because of Yuji, she doesn't want to make extraneous branches......"

At this thought, he stopped hiding, stepped out of the shadows, and looked up at that side. The two of them had already flown away, and Yang Zhao's brows furrowed more and more.

As a person from the Succubus Palace, it feels very unpleasant to watch the people of the other palace act unscrupulously on their own territory.

Now, Yang Zhao suddenly understood the feeling of the dark night a little.

Pursing his lips, Yang Zhao walked out of the courtyard slowly, estimating the time.

After the warning flying sword came out, why would it take more than two hours for people to come from the palace gate, he was not in the mood to wait here, but where was he going now?

Tenghua Valley to the east, and Tunyang to the south...... That's an annoying choice!

"Huh?"

Yang Zhao's heart moved, but his body did not stop, still maintaining the original rhythm, and slowly walked to the periphery of the jungle, his actions startled a few night birds to fly into the air, and for a while, the jungle that had been quiet was lively again.

Yang Zhao shook his head, as if he was about to turn around, but his body flicked violently, and he rushed straight to the bushes not far away.

A low cry sounded, and a figure crawled out of the bushes without stopping, and then fled in the opposite direction to Yang Zhao.

This time, it's not as easy as before.

After only two steps, a cold palm gently choked her neck, and with a buckle of the situation, the little girl was unstable under her feet, fell to the sky, and hit the chest of the person behind her.

Immediately afterwards, more than ten true breaths penetrated her body, sealing many of her qi meridians, and her body was so weak that she couldn't move.

"Oh, what a coincidence, meet again!"

Yang Zhao turned the beautiful woman in his arms with a smile, looking at that pretty face, it's not Yuji, who is coming?

Feeling her soft figure, he didn't think about it at all in his heart, but he was extremely happy: "It's amazing, it's real, it's all wrong, it's very good!"

Seeing that the beauty in his arms was surprisingly unresponsive, Yang Zhao was surprised, looked down, and saw that this little girl was looking at him with her eyes, and there seemed to be some brilliance in the clear eye waves that should not appear at this time.

Yang Zhao frowned, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his attitude, so he hurriedly changed his face, and his fingers were a little unpolite.

Yu Ji let out a low voice, and her pretty face immediately turned red.

Yang Zhao's fingers are actually not too evil, but for Yu Ji, who lacks strict life experience, there are sensitive points almost everywhere on her body, and what she is wearing now is ......

"Hehe, more anxious than me?" (To be continued......)