Chapter 389

Then he stood up, opened the back door of the clinic and walked out gently.

Yin Ziyu, with a smile, also stood up and walked along. This kind of place is close to the edge of the city and the mountains. In fact, there are not too many people. This kind of two-story door is built close to the mountain. Behind the door is the wild grass slope, but Bai Wushuang likes to take care of it when he has nothing to do, but he decorates the back a bit like a garden.

Just out of the door, Yin Ziyu immediately ran up, razor tightly in her heart, a sneer.

Bai Wushuang was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at Yin Ziyu curiously: "what are you doing?"

Yin Ziyu came close: "don't talk nonsense. I can't be careless about your martial arts. You'd better tell me the origin honestly, otherwise I don't believe that I will be handsome enough to make you so attentive."

"Are you Yin Ziyu? The contemporary zhenzhuan disciple of the Mayi sect? "

"Oh, sure enough." Yin Ziyu immediately real gas surging, directly blocked the action of white frost, without mercy, grabbed her arm and twisted it upside down. Just like torture.

For people who are not friends of their own, Yin Ziyu never shows mercy because they are cute or women. In the mercenary world, if you have this kind of thinking, the grass on the grave will grow into a big tree.

But Yin Ziyu really wronged Bai Wushuang. Of course, he has some martial arts, but he hasn't had time to be malicious to him. Bai Wushuang doesn't even know who he is.

It's just that the master asked her to do this, so she used to do it. With her own temper, not to mention hurt Yin Ziyu, hurt a little cat and dog, she would be so distressed that she couldn't sleep all night.

So even though she was in severe pain and was blocked by Yin Ziyu's Qi, she didn't mean to fight with Yin Ziyu. Instead, she gently frowned: "you hurt me."

A delicate little girl talks to herself like this. When it comes to other occasions, Yin Ziyu must be very happy, but she doesn't care at all. She grabs Bai Wushuang's neck and sneers: "tell me who you are."

"She is my disciple, Bai Wushuang. You'd better let her go. This child has never been hurt since he was a child in Dalian. If you dare to do anything to her, I promise you will break your legs. "

A rough voice sounded behind him. Yin Ziyu's hair suddenly stood upright and turned his head. He saw a tall man standing not far away. He was at least two meters tall and powerful. He was dressed in black with a long knife not shorter than himself. His aggressive appearance made Yin Ziyu's pupils shrink suddenly.

"Who are you from dadaomen?"

"I'm the leader of Dadao sect. I'm invincible. A few decades ago, he had an intersection with Yin Gang, the leader of the Mayi sect. Junior, I'll give you a chance to let Tang Qinghong out, and then let Dao Yi and three brothers come back. I don't care about you. " The sword is invincible. It looks like an expert in the world, but there is no doubt about what it says.

Yin Ziyu squinted, but he didn't dare to let go of Bai Wushuang. He knew that he was not an invincible opponent by the comparison of their breath.

That kind of feeling is very clear, just like when facing the master, even if you use your whole body skills, you may not be able to get the other person. That is the momentum that will come after the cultivation of martial arts reaches a certain level. It is not only self-confidence, but also strength.

Yin Ziyu just wanted to find a chance to observe the surrounding terrain. Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of him, and a finger suddenly came to the front door. The speed caught him off guard.

In a hurry, Yin Ziyu suddenly drank, and without reservation, he used his unique skill "pulse pricking hand" to stab with the finger.

"Pa pa" crisp sound, Yin Ziyu stagger back more than ten steps, four fingers at the same time pain, scared stare forward.

At this time, Bai Wushuang had been held in her arms by Dao Wudi. After patting her, she released Yin Ziyu's means. After looking at her index finger, memories appeared on her face and murmured: "is the unique skill of the Ma Yi sect a pulse pricker? It's a pity that you can't practice the heat. If your master is that old guy, I'm afraid my finger has been scrapped. "

He immediately raised his head and said proudly, "but in the past 70 years, I have almost stopped using DAO. Instead, I have turned Dao into a finger. To create a martial art no less than pulse poker, I call it Dao Zhi!"

Between the lines, they regard Yin Gang as their opponent, and they don't pay attention to Yin Ziyu at all.

Brush——

Yin Ziyu turns around and runs away. Facing this kind of master, he has no chance of winning. If he is held by the master of dadaomen, he is afraid that he will be manipulated by the other side.

Moreover, with the Tang family's hatred of himself, it is impossible for him to walk out of the door alive."Want to escape? Can you escape? " Dao Wudi said with a haughty smile and asked Bai Wushuang, "go to do business normally and give the rest to me."

After that, he floated to the top of the tree and shot out like a flying arrow, quickly narrowing the distance with Yin Ziyu.

"Fuck NIMA!" Yin Ziyu cursed in his heart. How could he have met such a bad thing in the morning? His eyes were red at the moment. It was no different from running for life. If he was caught by the guy behind, he was afraid that he would lose his martial arts in the first time.

He took some cattle hair needles on his body, grasped them in his hands, and shot them back without looking back.

When Dao Wudi heard the news, he showed a proud smile on his face. He didn't dodge. He just heaved his true Qi and snorted. The fine needles that pierced him fell down in all directions like steel.

Yin Ziyu didn't plan to hurt him by the thin needle of ox hair. As a result, he didn't even do a little bit of obstruction, and he was even more scared in his heart.

Yin Ziyu secretly regretted that the old man had offered to teach him lightness skills, but he refused with disdain. In the case of highly developed modern civilization and technology, where do you want to go? Just take a bus and run with two legs?

Now think about it, it's stupid to go to grandma's house.

But at this time, there was no time to regret it. Yin Ziyu ran desperately forward, but the distance between them was rapidly shortened. Just when he didn't know what to do, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

Who the hell is calling at this time? Yin Ziyu curses his mother with hatred. I took out my cell phone and glanced at it. I found that it was mercury.

After connecting, Yin Ziyu yelled: "I'm going to hang up. Take good care of the people in Nancheng. If I can't get in touch for two hours, I'm in the hands of the master of dadaomen. Hurry to call my old man. Song Zongzhi, chairman of Jinghuang group, has a call."