I made out the direction, it was from the alley, and now I can faintly hear the wailing inside.

Ziying handed over his horse to Wei Hua, and walked in with Xiaoyue on his back.

As he walked, he thought to himself: "What the hell!

He's upset right now.

It's really upset.

The kind of unhappiness that makes you want to hit someone!

Before that, yes, the beauties were not his, he understood~, there was no big problem.

He can see it, right?

On the day of midsummer, when he stopped on the street, there was a large patch of white flowers and beautiful legs like Qiong Yao jade dew moistening his dry and lonely heart. Put on your eyes, pull a fox friend and dog friend, and walk between the clothing stores with your shoulders on your back, and you can appreciate all the alluring beauty in the world.

And now!

Now!

Not only is the beauty not his, but you can't even see it!

Did he leave the monk's temple and enter the eunuch house?!

And at this stall where he was most sad and angry, someone dared to learn from him to speak!

"Lao Tzu wants to kill him!

After a few more steps inside, I turned a corner and saw a group of people.

And that voice came from this crowd.

Ziying wanted to have a seizure at that time.

But after seeing the actual situation clearly, the prepared angry drink was forcibly taken back.

"It's ······" He immediately realized something and took Satsuki into his arms and covered her eyes.

Perhaps, in his era, he often joked about sparing my life, so Ziying habitually thought that this was just a joke, but he didn't expect that this time, it was really begging for mercy!

I saw that in the dim alley, a middle-aged man fell to the ground covered in blood, and four middle-aged people of about the same age trampled on him to death, and every time he stepped down, the person's body would be obviously deformed.

Blood was everywhere, not only on the mouth, but also on the hands, feet, back, and waist were almost full of bloody wounds.

The four middle-aged men held four different weapons in their hands, a knife, a sword, a mace, and Laos, and the one holding Laos stabbed him with Laos while stepping on it.

It is an uncommon weapon, the whole is a stick, but there is an iron weapon like an eagle's claw in the first section, which can bring a piece of meat down with a single insertion and pulling, which shows how vicious this method is!

Ziying couldn't stand it anymore, and roared angrily: "Stop!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be extremely angry, and when he saw Ziying suddenly pop out, his eyes immediately turned red: "You are in a gang with this dog thief?!"

"I don't know him. Ziying shook his head.

"Then you fucking fuck me out!" he roared, and then brought a series of touching honorifics, greeting all the eighteen generations of Ziying's ancestors.

Even though Ziying cultivated well, he trembled when he heard it.

The young man's bloody instinct burst out: "You have a kind of scolding again!"

The man was stunned, but he really didn't scold.

He rushed over directly with the eagle's claws!

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of his eyes, and he slashed at Ziying, so fast that he couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye.

Ziying suddenly didn't dare to be careless, his eyesight should be very powerful, in the previous battle, this point has been verified enough, and now, the opponent's tricks are actually a black shadow in his eyes, it can be seen that the opponent's skills must be extraordinary.

"I'm afraid I'm also an immortal cultivator. ”

Ziying didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly took a few steps back, put Xiaoyue aside, picked up a hanger pole from the side to make a weapon, and greeted the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect Ziying to be able to dodge, let alone that he would hide so easily, he glanced at the bloody man on the ground angrily, and said with a sneer: "How many people are there, call them out!"

Ziying shook his head: "I'm alone." ”

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth were full of sneers, and he attacked again with his weapon.

Ziying saw that he was aggressive, and suddenly had a competitive mentality, the previous feat of slapping eight people with one palm gave him too much confidence, and even felt that no one in the world could have more strength than him, and this person in front of him would naturally not be an exception.

So he directly copied the hanger and hit it.

Who knew that the other party's way suddenly changed, and the splitting was changed to stirring, and he directly stirred his hanger rod into two sections!

"I'll go!" Ziying was startled, and took the remaining half of the pole and retreated five steps, dodging the other party's ensuing attacks.

So flexible!

Those who know martial arts and those who don't know martial arts are really two levels! Even though their strength is far beyond that of ordinary people, they are completely inadequate in front of these people.

People don't plan to give you a chance to use your strength!

"Young Master, do you need to kill them?" Suddenly, a calm voice sounded behind him.

Ziying was stunned, and saw Wei Hua appear behind him at some point, pressing the sword in his left hand and holding the knife in his right hand, staring at the four middle-aged people with a cold face.

"Young Master?" the person holding the Lao Lao also had a cold face, "Your surname is apprentice?"

"No, no, no, I'm happy. ”

"Young Master, your surname is Ji!"

Ziying looked confused, let's sing······

"First, let's get them away, there's a man on the ground over there who is badly wounded. ”

"No problem!" Wei Hua drew his sword and walked over.

The middle-aged man holding the sword in the distance saw Wei Hua's action of drawing the sword, his eyes suddenly froze, and he shouted loudly: "Old Five!

The man in charge of Laos replied casually, and he copied the guy to meet him.

Underestimating the enemy?

It's just a hairy boy who has not dried up, and I'm afraid of a fart!