Chapter 608

Standing outside the door, the black robed man was as straight as a green pine, and his voice slowly escaped from his throat: "go home with Dad!"

The man's voice is a little strange, strangely hoarse, more like the injured vocal cords.

But what shocked Zhao Wanxi most was the sentence he uttered!

Is he amu's father? Isn't amu telling himself that his parents are dead?

Zhao Wanxi flashed a suspicious color at the bottom of her eyes. She suddenly looked back at a mu. A boy's face didn't change. She looked at her eyes rightfully. Her head was shaking like a drum.

Seeing that the little guy is so determined and determined, Zhao Wanxi still chooses to believe in amu. Who knows who he is?

Zhaowanxi show eyebrow a pick, zhengse way: "amu don't know you!"

With that, she closed the door directly to see off the guests, inserted the door bolt with a bang, and was about to lead a mu to turn around and enter the house when she heard the wind coming from behind.

Before Zhao Wanxi could react, a strong wind roared by. The tiny body of amu she held in her hand flew out in an instant, and was quickly involved in the man's black robe.

A Mu's face suddenly changed, waving his little hand in the man's arms and struggling to jump on Zhao Wanxi, but he was tightly imprisoned by the black robed man's big hand like a pincers.

"You let him go!"

Zhao Wanxi yells out, but before she gets close to the black robed man, she has been intercepted by his entourage. The man's skill is not bad and is not easy to deal with.

"The Lord will take the little Lord first, and his subordinates will stay behind."

With the man's voice falling, the sword came out of its sheath, and the cold light in his hand suddenly rose.

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows are slightly frowning. Things have turned into the present situation. There's no need for these two men to play in front of her. Isn't it

Is amu really the son of the man in black?

And there is a very important detail. The thin lips of the man in black robe exposed to the air are obviously poisoned, which is strikingly similar to amu.

Zhao Wanxi didn't have time to think that the man's sword had cut through the sky and pressed her.

The black robed man didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he looked lazily at Zhao Wanxi with his unfathomable eagle eyes in the direction of their fight. Zhao Wanxi was unarmed and obviously at a disadvantage.

A mu anxiously waved his fist and rained on the black robed man, but for the man, it was just a flower fist and embroidered legs, without any lethality.

Under the full moon, Zhao Wanxi defends herself against the attack and rushes through the waves like a leap of heaven and earth. However, she is seen through by the other party. The silver light is as fast as a curtain of water, forcing her to come back.

After dozens of rounds, Zhao Wanxi was forced to the corner, with a cold sharp blade on her neck.

Looking back, Jin Ling was surprised to see that the LORD was still standing in the yard. He respectfully asked, "Lord, what should I do with this man?"

The black robed man glanced at a mu, who was very emotional, and then at Zhao Wanxi, who was very calm and calm, with every word: "kill her!"

The man's low voice is surprisingly cold. Although the voice is very low, its deterrent power is no less than the roar of wild animals.

With these three words, a mu in the man's arms shakes his head to fight, but it's still in vain.

When Jin Ling heard the order, he didn't hesitate for a few seconds, so he raised his sword and fell.

"No -"

a hoarse childish voice resounded through the courtyard.

At the same time, a dark dart came out and flew the edge of the sword exactly. Jin Ling felt that his sword fell down.