"But ......," Mo Yang hesitated.

"Who dared to kill me? Who was going to kill me just now?" Xie Junhe deliberately raised his sword and pressed towards the comer, turning over and over again. The faint cold light of the remnant sword was forced to be cold.

The bloodies trembled with fear.

Suddenly, someone pointed ahead and shouted, "He's gone!" Mo Yang flew up to the wall in one step and disappeared into thin air in the night!

Those people wanted to chase after them, Xie Jun and the long sword waved, and immediately fell three people. "Xie Junhe, you have done a good thing!" The invective was hand-to-hand, and the situation became chaotic for a moment.

But I heard a slow cough in the secluded place, slowly, as if the tone was deliberately prolonged. When the blood ghosts heard this, they immediately collected their weapons and lined up in the lane.

The slender figure came lightly from the corner of the alley, with a scent of orchid, and the dark color was swaying in the wind. Li Luo's melancholy eyes had a pleasant smile in his eyes: "Xie Junhe, don't come unharmed!"

Xie Junhe smiled back: "Brother Li, has the crow become a phoenix?" Li Luo, when Xie Junhe left, he was just a little-known killer. A low-level killer who wants to mix up his face can only make his hands stained with blood. Li Luo turned himself into a sword in Qin Xiao's hand, but whatever the master ordered, there was nothing he couldn't do. So Qin Xiao was very relieved to hand over the Blood Ghost Hall to him to take care of.

"Brother Xie is the same as he was back then. Li Luo smiled faintly, "With a knife in his mouth, he leaves righteousness under the sword." ”

"Where did Mo Yang offend you?"

Li Luo never spoke without any waves, always revealing a bit of mystery: "I have never seen Mo Yang. Moyan is dead. ”

"What do you mean?"

Li Luo repeated, "Mo Yang has been dead for more than ten years, since the day he left the Blood Ghost Hall. It was the white-clothed holy envoy just now, not Mo Yang. ”

Xie Junhe sneered: "In this way, Xie Junhe has also died eleven years ago. You're messing around!"

"Sort of!" Li Luo sneered, "Xie Junhe is immortal, how can I lead the Blood Ghost Hall? If Xie Junhe is not dead, my sword should immediately take your head." ”

"Thank you for your approval!" Xie Junhe laughed wildly, "But unfortunately, the white-clothed saint envoy can't catch up." ”

"If it weren't for Your Excellency standing in my way, I would have captured him!"

"Just kidding! I'm in the way? My feet are on Master Li himself, and I can't catch up with him, so I still rely on me? Who is the enemy who is still busy raising the bar with me and letting the white-clothed holy envoy leave?

The blood ghosts were so angry that their eyes were full of fire: "A scoundrel is a scoundrel!"

The more Xie Junhe laughed, the more rampant he became: "Master Li, the scoundrel won't be so kind to take you to find the escapee." ”

Li Luo closed his eyes, held his breath and thanked him, turned around and ordered, "Close!"

Xie Junhe said: "Just close the team like this, Old Man Qin won't be satisfied!" he shook out the letterhead in his sleeve. It wasn't a letter, it was a drawing. The place on the picture, Li Luo looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Xie Junhe shook off another letterhead, which was still a drawing. Xie Junhe superimposed the drawings with the drawings, and it was now clear: What was shown on the map was actually the arming information of the Aotian Pavilion! Unfortunately, each drawing only accounted for a quarter. There are still two drawings of this size that can be put together in one piece.

Li Luozheng was relieved that these two drawings had not all been leaked, so he heard Xie Junhe add: "Qin Ye is really careless, how can such a confidential place be known clearly? Jiang Shaoyun may have sent four people to do this. Then today may have been the day when the four of them met. It could have been caught in one go, but who would have thought that now the chickens and eggs will be ......"