Chapter 187

In general, they would not recruit mercenaries hired by other families. But Han Mingyue could not do anything to consolidate the power of mingyuezong.

All of these are learned from Lin Chen. After the battle with Linghu Yang, Lin Chen realizes that the ancient bell has already known about the gratitude and resentment between the Lin family and mingyuezong.

Once in a while, I talked to Gu Zhong and told him more details about that day.

It is estimated that these mercenaries who betrayed the Lin family had a little guilt in their hearts, but they had already been engulfed by their greed. They thought that no one knew what they had done, and they lived a good life in Mingyue.

Although these people are here, mingyuezong is destined to be strong outside but hard at work. What Guzhong wants is, now, to let these people pay for what they have done.

As the saying goes, the net of heaven is magnificent, and it is careless but not overlooked. This seat is sent by heaven to punish you.

With a bang, the door of a wing room was opened, and Xue Wanqing walked in.

"Who, Lao Liu?"

"Why don't you knock on the door again? Have you drunk too much?"

Roared a fat man in his thirties. It was like a pool of mud on the ground, and countless bottles of wine were scattered around him.

"Lao Liu?"

Pang Dun found something wrong. When did Lao Liu walk quietly.

However, when he reacts, an amazing face appears in front of him, and chubby looks like a pie in the sky.

"Beauty..."

Before the word "man" was spoken, the sword of the storm with cold light pierced into Pang Dun's chest. Pang Dun's face still kept a happy expression, and his warm blood erupted.

The heat waves spread on his arm, and with a slight hook on his finger, the sword of the storm was automatically pulled out of Pang Dun's body and returned to Xue Wanqing's hand.

From entering this room to finishing this mercenary of the Lin family, now a disciple of mingyuezong, there is only a few breathing time.

Elegant turn, the gauze skirt in the air raised a good-looking radian, light powder gauze skirt stained with a trace of blood mist, showing the killing machine in the night.

During the whole killing process, Xue Wanqing's beautiful face remained expressionless, even without blinking his eyes.

Only because, Gu Zhong said to her, these people are the enemies of the first and second senior brothers, and also the enemies of Cangshan sect.

Since it is the enemy, it is not worth dying.

Quietly left, and entered another room.

This time, the opponent's alertness was much higher, but the mercenary with six mental skills had already been eroded by wine and meat, and could not bear the sharp cold light of the storm sword.

He was stabbed in Dantian and hit by Xue Wanqing at Mingmen. Finally, he failed to give out a cry and died.

One Two Three

Dozens of brothers of mingyuezong fell to the ground one after another, and the smell of blood gradually diffused in this area.

Finally, the mercenaries with the number plates waiting for the death message to notice.

A mercenary looking for a wine companion found that the man he was looking for turned into a cold corpse.

Immediately, he took a few steps backward and yelled in panic:

"there is an assassin!"

"Come on, come on..."

"Who!"

"Where is the assassin?"

At the sound of the cry, all the mercenaries in the room poured out.

"What assassin, have fun.."

"noisy, I make noise to your mother!"

"You You are... "

"Poof..."

The mercenary who was awakened by the cry was cursing at the possibility of an assassin. The shadow flashed in front of him. When he felt the threat of death, the God of death was standing in front of him.

"Why is Lao Ba silent in the middle of his speech?"

Among the mercenaries, the most irascible and the most accomplished one is Laoba. He was disturbed by his dream and scolded his mother for a few words. However, the curse suddenly stopped.

The mercenaries gathered in the yard stood on their hair and stood on their feet. They knew in their hearts that Lao Ba 80% had been killed, just like those brothers who had fallen in their own rooms.

However, they did not understand how, during this period of time, nothing happened in the city. Although the patriarch often lost his temper, no one dared to provoke him in Tianxuan city.

Where is the assassin? Is he so brave that he is not afraid that the patriarch finds out that he has stripped his skin and extracted his scriptures?

"Go and report to the Lord, and the rest of the brothers are gathered together."

The smell of blood made them sober in an instant. A mercenary who was similar to the leader commanded. The rest of them panicked and immediately did what they said.

Xue Wanqing stood straight behind the group of mercenaries and assassinated dozens of mercenaries. She obviously felt that her physical strength, speed and agility were declining.

Is this the feeling of excessive Reiki consumption? Not too bad.Xue Wanqing's white glowing face in the moonlight showed a smile like a vengeance.

The hand holding the sword of the storm tightened.

Make a dive position, step changes, into a streamer into the mercenary circle.

"Here comes the assassin!"

The mercenaries are slow to release the Dao Dao spirit, back to form a circle, vigilantly looking around. Trying to stop the unknown assassin.

The sword of the storm emits a blue light and a trace of scarlet of human blood. It seems that the sword of storm is different after being tempered by hot blood.

"Kill!"

The voice of a woman without any feelings sounded in the air. Then the mercenaries felt that there was a figure behind them. It was a woman!

Even so, they did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all. If they could assassinate ten of their brothers in a row, they must have come from a well-trained killer organization.

The enemy's back was right in front of them. How could Xue Wanqing give them the chance to turn around and stab into the back of the nearest mercenary, and the veins on his slender arm burst out.

The mercenary's eyeballs were protruding, and the signs of life gradually disappeared.

It can only be said that the alchemy aristocratic family comes out different. Each attack is aimed at the key point and does not give the enemy any chance to breathe.

"Ah ~!"

This time, Xue Wanqing didn't pull the storm sword out of the mercenary's body. Instead, he waved it in the direction of another mercenary close to him. The sword of the storm pierced through the belly of the first one who was stabbed.

It stabbed into his companion's body, and the scalding blood, like rain from the sky, sprinkled all over the courtyard.

Standing on the roof watching the clock frowned, took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his hands.

At random, he kicked the corpse under his feet. The corpse rolled down from the roof to the ground was the disciple who was sent to report to Han Mingyue.

Gu Zhong slightly narrowed his eyes. At this time, Xue Wanqing, holding the sword handle in both hands, stabbed into the half circle of the mercenary's body.

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