In the smoke, petite figure, holding a dagger, at this moment, instant hand, cold dagger, at this moment, cut a person's neck.
The blood flowed directly at this moment, and the remaining 20 people were surprised. You know, among the people who were killed just now, their bent bodies ejected in another direction again. This is a group of wolves who are good at siege tactics. He knows that the other three are waiting for an opportunity nearby. This is just the result he wants. They are too scattered to kill.
She will never be too strong for the other side, and do not start, because, only the strong, is worthy to become the prey of the yellow spring, only the strong, has the value of hunting!
This is the strength of the yellow spring. In the dark, she is the messenger of death and an apostle of killing. In the dark, no one can defeat herself.
At this time, Mu Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly. He protected his little mother and sister. As for his cousin? As a Chinese god of gambling, junyuelan can already use cards as throwing knives.
He looked at the figure, he seemed to feel that he had seen the figure, he was thinking, when in the end, he had seen the figure.
The yellow spring, the yellow spring, the yellow spring? This is impossible, she can't be, Mu Qiu stares at this petite figure, in this instant, a figure appears directly.
Terrible figure, in this moment, fiercely rushed out, a shadow, at this moment, burst out a strong speed, ready to Muqiu, a fatal blow!
But in this moment, Muqiu's figure moved, he was faster than anything, just like a virtual shadow, in an instant, appeared in the man's side.
"The smell of garbage is really the ghost country. Garbage doesn't stay in the garbage room. Why do you come to China?"
At that moment, the terrible arm pierced the killer's chest. On Mu Qiu's palm, she gently held a scarlet heart.