"Lin Qianjun! Good Chen rose eyes affectionate and complex looking at the baby, immediately sad smile said: "Mom, you take him away."
"OK, I'll send someone to take you to the car." Guo Xuehua said.
"No, Ma, I'm not going to leave here." Chen rose ruthlessly put the baby in her arms, choked: "if you take me with you, people in Hongmen will not let the baby go."
"On the contrary, it will be safe for you to take the baby with you."
"As I am now, if the Lin family openly protects us, it will become a weakness of being attacked in the temple."
Guo Xuehua just wanted to persuade again, when a valiant woman, fully armed, came in in a hurry.
"Miss Guo is not good. The people of Hongmen are attacking. They are too strong. Our people have suffered a lot. Please leave quickly!"
"What? How dare they be so arrogant in broad daylight? " Guo Xuehua said angrily.
"Madam, I think their momentum is to die together. The Hongmen arena has been surrounded. They know that there is no way out, so they come here with the belief that they will die." The woman panted.
Wu Guanjue is a powerful man in the divine realm. In a metropolis like Donghai City, there has always been no heavy guard. The local armed police force alone can not stop Wu Guanjue from entering.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, the whole building seemed to tremble slightly.
A clear step came from the top of the building.
"Mom, please leave me alone, please!" Chen rose begged.
"But..." Guo Xuehua hesitated. At this time, the two ends of the corridor had been blocked. A man with black braids was carrying a head and dripping blood.
At the other end was a man in a stiff suit with a pair of glasses and a gun in his hand.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, there was a big hole in the ceiling above his head. A man jumped down suddenly. A burst of dust dispersed, and a fine crack like spider web appeared at the man's feet.
The man got up slowly with arrogant eyes. He was an old man in his fifties. In the creases on his face, the vicissitudes of years were precipitated.
He was dressed in a white robe, and just staring at people made the hair on his back stand up.
"It's too late to leave!"
The old man gently revealed a few words, as if the ancient cold wind blowing by, giving people bursts of chill.
"It's just Hongmen. It's a lost dog. How dare you bark at it?"
All of a sudden, a figure leaped out, with a strong Western style of clothing decoration, negative hand, quite master bearing.
Wu Guanjue squinted at it, then grinned: "it's Zhang Changsheng in Kunlun. I heard that you are a running dog now. I didn't think it was. "
"I'm a running dog. What are you? The rebellion in Hongmen is just a group of animals without monarch and father. Stop talking nonsense and come to death! " Zhang Changsheng was indifferent.
Then he kneaded a few sword formulas, and three black shadows appeared in the air, each of which was like essence, attacking Wu Guanjue.
"What? Sword light differentiation Wu Guanjue was surprised. He didn't expect that someone could use this kind of sword skill which has been lost for many years. It's said that nine sword lights can be differentiated after practicing to the extreme.
"Boom!"
Wu Guanjue's whole body was full of gas. Suddenly, he drank a lot. Thunder and lightning flashed all over his body.
All his actions and actions are covered with turbulent wind and thunder, with infinite power. m.shenPINwu