Chapter 868

Ann seven Niang did not get an immediate reply, that figure slowly turned around.

There was no light, but did not hinder an Qi Niang to see the face in front of her.

That is how a face, cold and deep, under the eyebrows, a pair of calm Phoenix eyes, slightly up.

Thin lips such as a knife, showing a chill, even the darkness can not cover up, his whole body exudes the domineering and chilling.

That's a man whose soul shudders at a glance.

And at the moment, this man is with a kind of creepy eyes, looking at an Qiniang, the man's hand, holding what.

Ann seven Niang fixed eyes to see, that is a pair of unusually enchanting flowers.

The flower, gorgeous in color and golden in color, is dazzling like the scorching sun. It is more beautiful than any flower she has ever seen in her life,.

Such a flower, such a man, met in such a dark night, an Qi Niang only felt the chill in her heart.

"Who are you?"

Ann seven Niang didn't realize that her voice was shaking slightly.

It's a kind of fear of the lower class for the superior.

"Those who hurt me still want to retreat. How can you die?"

In the dark night, the man sneered, the voice, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, let people from the skin, has been cold to the bone.

At the moment of his voice falling, the stamen of the flower in his hand suddenly turned red, like blood red.

Ann seven Niang know not good, she just wanted to move.

Her eardrum vibrated when she heard the sound of "miso".

Several shadows passed before her, just like a hurricane rolling in front of her. An Qiniang only felt her body flying like a fallen leaf.

There was a whistling sound in her ears. She could not tell whether it was sword wind or vigorous Qi.

Her throat rolled, trying to make a sound, but when she tried to make a sound, the breath in her body could not come out.

Eight swift and violent sword Qi stabbed her limbs, body and head, and nailed her to the wall.

An Qiniang's eyes gradually stopped moving and turned into a dead gray.

Tick tock, that's the sound of blood landing.

"It's a pity that the monk of Nanwu mountain is not here. Otherwise, he can recite a mantra for you."

Wu chongleng sneered.

Anqiniang, I've been dead for a long time.

It's a pity that Nanjiu's appearance made her live an extra hour.

We should clean up the remaining evils of anqiniang, Hunyuan sect and Xianxie in yaochi.

Wu Chongyi flicks his sleeve and is about to chase Chen Mu and elder Changluo.

Treading -

a burst of rapid footsteps accompanied by the sound of blowing clothes came from outside the courtyard.

The inn where the elder Changluo lives is the largest one in the city. In order to facilitate his work, the elder Changluo has a separate courtyard.

The people who dare not enter the inn rashly.

Can we say that Chen Mu's gang has gone back and forth?

It's good to save him one more trip.

Wu Chong's sleeves moved and his five fingers turned into palms. His body was like a ghost, and he bullied the closed door.

As soon as the man outside the door stepped in, he could shatter his head with one hand.

In Wu Zhong's hand, only a few inches away from the door.

He heard a short breath, as well as a faint fragrance that he was familiar with and could not be more familiar with. It was in sharp contrast with the heavy smell of blood in the courtyard.

Wu Chong eyebrow process a jump, the heart seems to be hit by what kind of stop beating.

He walked away.

At the moment when the courtyard door was pushed open, Wu Chong dodged behind a pillar.

The door creaked open.

Outside the door, ye Lingyue gasped, the pair of dark eyes fixed to see the dark courtyard.

Her pupil mercilessly shrinks, saw the corpse of an Qi Niang on the wall.

Anqi Niang's blood is not cold yet. It's sticky and builds up and flows all over the ground.

The eight tianque, like eight pillars, nailed anqiniang to the wall, splashing blood all over the wall.

Her eyes protruded, and she died with her eyes closed.

Dead.

Ye Lingyue swallowed hard and looked at the courtyard.

The door is open, she saw Chen Mu and Changluo elder leave Sifang city on the way.

The man, shortly after they left, killed an Qiniang.

Wu Zhong It was killed by Wu Chong.

The eight heavenly palaces from the secret place of Taiyi are still there.

Just then, at the moment when she was going to open the door, she clearly felt a swift and violent killing opportunity.

At that moment, she hesitated briefly.At the moment of her hesitation, the killing machine broke away like a dike and broke away without trace.

In my ear, I heard a shallow breath.

Ye Lingyue's line of sight moved to a pillar.

She moved her steps with difficulty and walked towards the pillar step by step.

Behind the pillar, Wu's heavy body was stiff and terrible.

He had heard the familiar breath coming closer and closer.

In this life, Wu Zhong has never been so nervous as tonight.

He didn't even dare to take his golden ghost face, because he was still wearing Fengxin's clothes.

How did he explain to ye Lingyue that he was wearing ghost face and Fengxin's clothes and killed an Qiniang, who was a strong man of half step's supernatural power.

At last she had to know.

Wuzhong is Fengshen, Fengshen is Wuzhong What's her reaction to that?

One is Fengxin she loves, the other is Wu Zhong, who she hates.

But these two people are one person.

Wu Zhong leaned on the pillar and his heart sank a little.

She would get angry, turn around and leave, never paying attention to him.

In Wuzhong hundred turn between thousands of times, ye Lingyue forward the pace, stopped.

Suddenly she turned her head and ran out of the yard.

Wu heavy body a soft, lean against the pillar to sit on the ground.

He came out with a bitter smile.

In the courtyard, the corpse of an Qiniang is still there. Wu Zhong waves his hand, and he takes back eight tianque.

In the cold moonlight of the courtyard, ye Lingyue's rash intrusion disrupts Wu Zhong's plan. He ponders over it. Instead of chasing Chen Mu and others, he immediately returns to the inn.

Ye Lingyue runs out of the inn together.

In my mind, I have been echoing the scene just now.

Although she did not see who was behind the post, she saw a familiar corner.

That's Fengxin's clothes, which he wears in the daytime.

Ye Lingyue's brain is in chaos.

There is an answer, in her head crazy shouting.

"No, no, how can Fengxin be..." Ye Lingyue shook his head violently, as if to drive out the more and more ingrained idea in the brain.

But there is a voice in her heart, which has been saying repeatedly.

"In fact, you have already doubted. Why deceive yourself?"

The two different voices in the brain and the bottom of my heart were fighting for heaven and man. After standing for half an hour, ye Lingyue became a little calmer.

She went back to the inn where she stayed, and as soon as she got near the inn, she saw a familiar figure wandering there.

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