Chapter 180

The owner of the inn hid under the Kang and shivered.

I thought I lived in a big family, but I didn't expect that there was a god of killing. God, if I don't leave, will his life be lost here.

"Bang." A fly shot, a black man as if he was hit by a fist, the whole backward flew out, and hit the Wutong tree behind him.

At the same time, the people in black on the southeast and west sides, a mouthful of blood, the whole soft down.

Drops of blood, sprinkled on the ground, green and green.

One face to face, four dead and three wounded.

Yunzhao sits on the stone bench, holds the folding fan in his hand and raises his eyebrows.

The man in black at the head saw only one face to face, but four died. Then he whistled and turned to hide in the dark.

At the same time, a thing flew out towards the moon.

Poison smoke bullet, it was this thing that forced Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Chul to fall off the cliff in the hunting ground after emperor Xuanyuan Yishou's banquet that day.

In Ryukyu's eyes, the murderous spirit suddenly soared. As soon as he flashed, he ignored the poisonous smoke bullet and jumped up high. He chased the man in black who escaped in the dark.

"Bang." The fumes were all over the backyard.

Sitting, Yunzhao quickly covers his mouth and nose, and quickly chases Ryukyu away.

In the white smoke, Du Yi, who never came out, flashed out of the night coldly. His eyebrows and eyes were all cold. His figure flashed and disappeared in the night at the same time.

Through the streets and alleys, Ryukyu runs after the man in black.

She can't do lightness skill, but her keen sense of breath is xuanyuanche in those days. She hasn't lost it, and she doesn't even say that this area is in black.

The man in black has disappeared in the dark.

However, there is nothing wrong with Ryukyu's direction.

The white shadow of the moon passed in the dark. If someone saw it at this time, he must not think he saw the ghost.

Du Fu, East Street, Yishui city.

"Move your hand? What's the result? " In the hall of the mansion, an old man with white hair looked at the man in black who was injured.

"One move, four deaths and three injuries." The man in black knelt respectfully in front of the old man with white hair and said quickly.