The scattered people in the street, like the grasshopper who has fried a pot, run everywhere and go straight home.
The tree was held up by the ink lotus and jumped up to the top of the roof.
Bathing in Xingchen, longxiangyun, longhui, fengchangqing and so on, they also jumped onto the eaves in a hurry to avoid crowding with others and making their journey difficult.
"What's the matter?" Long Xiangyun asked with a puzzled face, "the voice seems to come from the direction of the wharf. Do we need to go and have a look?"
The tree tightly wrinkled the long and slender brow peak. As soon as he glanced past, he saw the slender figure of Mr. SONGFENG, who was crowded in and out of the crowd.
Two waitresses were trying to protect him. However, the crowd came in the opposite direction and rushed them to the left and right, then they rushed away immediately.
Trees pull the sleeves of ink lotus lightly.
When the ink lotus ascended, she understood that a purple fire line between her fingers was burning towards the side of the son SONGFENG.
"What are you doing?" Long Xiangyun looks in the eyes and can't help exclaiming.
Are these two people causing trouble?
Neither of them is anything to worry about.
No injustice, no revenge. How can you provoke that son SONGFENG again?
Seeing the purple fire, he would burn the corner of young master SONGFENG's clothes. One of the waitresses rushed forward to resist the purple fire with her sword.
Naturally, Mo Lian didn't want to hurt people, so when she saw the woman coming, she took back the fire.
Pinching arbor's small hand, turning his head and smiling at her, "stay here."
Put down this sentence, Prince Mo's long figure will float down, and suddenly has flashed to the side of young master SONGFENG, and without any sign, he hands to him.
"What are you doing, master Mo? My young master has no accomplishments and does not know martial arts! " The waitress exclaimed, hurriedly came to resist, and pushed back young master SONGFENG conscientiously.
Mo Lian didn't entangle with this woman much either. She pointed out the woman and came to SONGFENG's face.
The long, thin, black sword appeared in his hand, swept up a strong wind, and went to the neck of young master SONGFENG.
The son of SONGFENG looked at the prince Mo who was stabbed by the horizontal sword silently.
The people running around were frightened by Prince Mo's move, and could not help shouting.
Fast, the speed of the move is really too fast. It's a bit dazzling.
Most people are in surprise. Prince Mo's sword has reached the neck of young master SONGFENG.
If the goods don't dodge, the sword will be picked up by Prince Mo and blood will flow.
Dragon flavor can't help but be surprised, subconscious then grasped elder brother Long Hui's sleeve.
Is the prince of Shenzhou too moody?
All of a sudden, I started to attack an unarmed man. What is his intention?
"Ding." A flying knife as thin as a cicada's wing, sooner or later, hit the blade of ink lotus.
Prince Mo's sword edge is cheaper than Cunxu's. at that moment, young master SONGFENG retreats two steps back and quickly avoids his sword.
The ink lotus slightly hooks the hook lip angle, the black moon sword in the hand cannot help but say, stab to the SONGFENG childe again.
This time, there was a purple light on the sword. The spirit of fire suddenly rose and spread, sweeping out an arc of strong wind.
Suddenly, it fell on Mr. SONGFENG.
Everyone around couldn't help exclaiming.
I thought that the weak and elegant young man, who was hit by the sword of the prince, would surely be swept out and seriously injured.