With a pair of children quickly left the middle-aged man looking at this scene, the whole person can not help but tense up, he quickly protect a pair of children back to the distance, a pair of eyes worried looking at the inn.
Nowadays, how can anyone like them take care of other people's lives? Had been woken up in the middle of the night to drive out some annoyance, but the other side said the reason, this had to let him convince.
If you look at the situation again, the enemies of the young people in the inn should be these people? Looking at the monks who surrounded the inn, they became introverted one by one. At a glance, they knew that they were masters of Chinese medicine. He could not help worrying about the young people.
"Dad, they are so few people, will they be killed by these people?" The girl held her father's arm tightly in one hand, and half of her body hid behind her father, looking at the scene in front of her.
The murderous spirit diffuses in the air. Even if they retreat to the corner, they can clearly feel the chilling and depressing breath.
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "it shouldn't be! They look like Very strong. "
Although I don't know the strength of those people in the inn, I didn't see any panic among the men before, and obviously knew that they would have enemies coming. Maybe they had a plan in mind?
In the middle of the night, there were no other people in the street except those who were driven out of the inn. Those who were still complaining and refused to leave turned pale when they saw the monks who surrounded the inn. They could not afford to leave quickly.
Because the targets of those people were Feng Jiu and others in the inn. For those people, they just glanced at them coldly. Seeing that they were retreating, they did not embarrass them.
A group of friars came from the sky. On closer inspection, it was eight monks carrying a soft sedan chair from the air. The group stopped at the open place of the inn, and the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, revealing the man with mask sitting inside.
"Meet the Lord!" All of them knelt down respectfully.
When the middle-aged man with a pair of children retreated to the distance looked at the badge on the arm of the eight people carrying the soft sedan chair and the mark on the sedan chair, his face suddenly turned pale and his body trembled. He quickly covered the mouth of a pair of children and took them away quickly.
The man sitting in the soft sedan chair looked at the lighted Inn in front of him. He turned the board finger on the big finger and glanced around him. He asked, "hasn't the king of Shura come yet?"
"Return to the Lord, they haven't arrived yet." A monk said respectfully.
"Well, cowards, it seems that they have suffered a loss, but they are afraid of them."
The man in the sedan chair sneered, and his eyes crossed with contempt and disdain. He stared at the inn in front of him. A word full of cold and murderous air came out of his mouth and clearly passed into the ears of all people, echoing in the air.
"Attack!"
"Yes
The monks accepted their orders and answered in a deep voice. They got up, pulled out their swords, and their spirits were surging. The next moment, the crowd around them attacked the lighted Inn from all directions.
In the night, the sword with cold light and aura of spiritual power cleaved to the inn with strong air current, and the figure swept into the inn.
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