Chapter 1222

Listening to the familiar voice full of evil, Ouyang Xiasha and LAN Zixi's eyes narrowed. They had already recognized that the owner of the voice was not the first valiant of that man's hands. They had just met with each other, and they had not been separated for a long time. They almost went back to the West. Who could be the hateful shadow that could never come back?

Ouyang Xiasha and LAN Zixi looked at each other, and looked at the place where the voice came out. Sure enough, they saw clearly. They would not forget that they were wearing black brocade and stepping on the wind, even if they turned into ashes. They almost overcame their hateful shadow.

After hating canying, there was a group of followers. Their accomplishments were very good, at least much higher than those who were killed by Ouyang Xiasha.

See hate shadow this posture, Ouyang Xiasha and lanzixi know, today is really a wave just flat, a wave again, this hate shadow suddenly appeared here, absolutely not just to see the excitement!

"Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. These people will never simply pass by or just watch. It seems that our Xiahou family is really troubled now!"

"The old master, what should we do?"

"Yes! Uncle Xiahou, what should we do? "

"Xiasha didn't move and didn't say anything. I think she should have known the origin of these people in her heart. We just have to wait and see the change, and don't let ourselves become the burden of Xiasha. When Xiasha needs it, she can come forward and play a certain role. That's good."

Looking at the men who came to Xiahou's old house with some obviously bad comers, xiahouhuan didn't know the purpose of these people, nor the origin of these people, nor the spirit emperor mentioned by this man, but xiahouhuan, xiahouying, they were still the same Can feel the thing is not simple and dangerous, and determine the emergence of these people, directly or indirectly with the possibility of some relationship with Xia Sha girl, the heart suddenly nervous, eyebrows can't help wring up.

Even among them, only Xia houhuan's accomplishments were fairly good, but they could still feel that their strength was no better than those of the previous monks. Especially, the leader man showed a strong momentum all over his body. Xia houhuan and others speculated that maybe Xia Sha and Lan Di joined hands to deal with that man, and they didn't have a 100% chance Hundred grasp, at the thought of this possibility, people can't help but panic up, you a word I a language began to chase xiahouhuan asked up, hope to get from xiahouhuan there, let them at ease answer.

But they turned their eyes, and then they squinted and said that they had no idea.

Then the man put his eyes on the battlefield before the massacre, the huge square of Xiahou's old house. He swept the bloody scene left on the square. Seeing the bloody scene, his face did not change at all. He just said with a faint smile: "my Lord, I haven't seen you for many years. Now that you have learned how to play tricks, how can you help yourself Making up a false identity for ourselves confuses our vision, which is really beyond our expectation. No wonder for so many years, we are not sure of your identity. If it wasn't for the adult who designed the last game with the bait of "jiutianluan Huangpao", I'm afraid we would still be like headless flies and run into a wall everywhere! Night God, night God, the emperor behind the night is a good explanation. "