12: Kill

Style: Girl Author: Disgusted with three waysWords: 2753Update Time: 24/01/11 13:43:17
escape! escape! escape!

Li Muchan climbed and slid down the ravine on the hill.

As he ran away, he shouted with red eyes: "It's none of my business!"

It was already dusk, and as the sun set on the horizon, a strong wind suddenly emerged, and dark clouds gathered. Amid the sorrow of the sky and the earth, thunder was brewing in the clouds, and the brilliance was hidden.

Heavy rain is coming.

"Well, it's none of your business, but since you know that Shangguan is pretending to be stupid, you are destined to not survive." The old beggar followed slowly, with his hands behind his back, his feet light, and his body rising and falling slowly. , like a feather flying in the sky, stepping on the grass, "Besides, it is impossible for me to keep you."

The groom's clothes on Li Muchan's body had already been torn by the thorns and branches in the mountains. There was no unlucky man's blood on his cheeks. One of his shoes was missing. His hair was disheveled and he was in an extremely miserable state.

He seemed to be angry, and said in a hateful voice: "You rebelled against the Demon Cult first, and then against the Blue Dragon Society. You are destined to die worse than me."

The old beggar had a smile on his face, like a cat catching a mouse. His figure was erratic, like a lonely ghost wandering in the wind and rain, but his eyes were filled with evil intent, and he said lightly: "I am originally from the Qinglong Society. I am a hidden stake in the demon sect, but what did I get in exchange? In addition to being covered with injuries and anonymity for unknown years, I live like a ghost. And they already regard me as an abandoned son who only wants money to help them relic. The day I get it is the day I die, because I know too much.”

As the man spoke, the hatred in his heart was revealed. His face was ferocious, his eyes were fierce, and he said in a hoarse voice: "So I can only strike first to gain advantage."

The two of them chased and escaped, gradually moving away from the Baihualin.

suddenly,

Boom! ! !

There was thunder and lightning flashed across the sky.

The wind and rain are harmonious, and the chilly chill penetrates to the bones.

The panic in Li Muchan's eyes turned into a hint of coldness at some point, and his stern eyes were dyed blue at this moment, like two faint cold fires, rising in the wind and rain.

His eyes were wandering, and he was running for his life. The smell of blood had already come out from his tight lips, and the slightest pain stimulated his consciousness.

"I'm very curious. Where can you escape at this time?" said the old beggar.

Li Muchan said hoarsely: "It was you who betrayed Dao Twelve."

At this moment, the old beggar actually felt a killing intent from the figure who was just running away.

The old beggar was not in a hurry to take action, but said slowly: "So what? I originally intended to invite him to advance and retreat with me, but unfortunately that man has a perverse temperament, is unruly, and always looks down on me, so I can only kill him."

Li Muchan pursed her sweet lips and laughed, "I would look down on you. People like you are such a coward. You only dare to use such covert means to kill people."

One sentence instantly ignited the murderous intention in the old beggar's heart.

In an instant, Li Muchan felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and his heart suddenly shuddered. He jumped forward and rolled in a circle.

Even so, he was still hit on his shoulder, sending out bursts of burning pain.

Li Muchan ran away faster, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw an old temple looming among the cold hills.

Here we are again at this twist of fate, where it all began.

"Haha..." The old beggar laughed even louder, "You don't still want to ask Bodhisattva for blessings, do you? Hahaha."

Wow…

Big raindrops began to fall, falling on the mountains, hills, dead trees and old trees, making a sudden sound.

Li Muchan hurried towards the old temple, not forgetting to mock: "So you are also afraid of Shangguan Xiaoxian's defeat."

Since this person can follow him so far, he must not have enough confidence in Shangguan Xiaoxian. In this case, he can also find opportunities to escape and leave a way out for himself.

"What do you know?" The old beggar's cheeks trembled, and there was fear in his eyes. "The Qinglong Club is far more terrifying than you know. Even if the lobby master loses his scheme, it does not mean that he will lose. And on top of it, there is The six dragon heads are all extremely powerful figures, not to mention the big dragon head..."

He suddenly took a deep breath, and the breath squeezed out from between his teeth, turning into a scream as sharp as boiling water, as if he was extremely afraid of this person.

And Li Muchan had already rushed into the old temple.

The old beggar kept laughing and approached step by step: "Hahaha, you are so stupid. You actually escaped into a dead end. Now I can't help you even if I want to let you go."

Li Muchan turned his back to the statue and backed away step by step.

But suddenly, something unexpected happened.

"Gee, that's wonderful, you actually escaped into a dead end."

Suddenly in the wind and rain, a woman's charming smile floated out.

Both the old beggar and Li Muchan were startled. They quickly looked around and saw a ball of fire flying across the sky in the pouring rain and falling on the unburned firewood pile in the temple, making a hissing sound.

In the leaping firelight, several women walked in like writhing snakes.

The moment he saw these people, the old beggar no longer had a smile on his face, only pale and miserable.

Gein and these people are clearly the same beautiful women who were in the small building by the lake before. There are both Hu Jiyi women and Han women, there are five of them.

Li Muchan suddenly smiled lowly, his eyes full of joy and coldness: "Old ghost, you will die now, so you should continue to laugh."

The old beggar's face was livid, his eyes were gloomy, and his eyes were turning rapidly, as if he was thinking of countermeasures.

The first person at the door jumped in like a wild cat, walking with light lotus steps.

This person is a red-haired Yi girl with a pair of green eyes. Her snow-white skin is almost like milk. There is a delicate brilliance in the fire color. The wildness between her eyebrows and eyes perfectly shows the exotic style.

If this man wasn't holding a bleeding head in his hands, he would definitely be more charming.

And the remaining four people are either petite and cute, some have plump waists, or some have graceful waists, all of them are attractive in appearance.

But the terrifying murderous intention seemed to have condensed the air in the temple and turned it into an iceberg.

The red-haired Yi girl first glanced at Li Muchan with a hint of provocation, licked her red lips, then looked at the old beggar, and said softly: "I think you have made a lot of achievements in these years, stay here You whole corpse, just kill yourself."

What he said was pure and authentic Chinese.

The old beggar smiled miserably and backed away step by step, as if he was frightened.

Li Muchan said softly: "You are still not convinced that you are a coward. You are timid in dealing with five women. How was your energy just now?"

Aroused by the words, the muscles in the old beggar's cheeks couldn't help but tremble, and he gritted his teeth and said strangely: "Boy, don't worry, these five women have practiced the evil method of picking up yang and replenishing yin. Not to mention you, they are twenty dragons." If any of the fierce and powerful heroes fall into their hands, they will all be sucked and fucked in less than three days."

Li Muchan secretly shuddered when he heard this, and said in reply: "Old ghost, you are also a master of martial arts, and your skills are not bad. If you don't sacrifice your life to feed a tiger, you might be able to survive, and then you will feel comfortable serving them..."

"Fuck you, you dare to talk nonsense when you are about to die." The old beggar's cheeks twitched, and when he stepped back, he grabbed Li Muchan fiercely, as if to use him to block the knife, "I will send you on your way first."

How could Li Muchan not be wary of him? She hurriedly ducked and stepped aside.

At that moment, the five women's right hands shook, and with a sound of "woo", a black python-like shadow suddenly appeared on their arm, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and it rolled towards the old beggar.

It was actually five soft whips.

In an instant, the fire trembled violently, whip shadows flew around the temple, like a group of snakes dancing wildly, and crackling and exploding sounds were heard endlessly.

Not to mention the long blow of this soft whip, the powerful infusion has the power to break stones and divide gold, and the sound is so scary.

The old beggar was one against five, with two fists unable to defeat four hands. After only a few moves, the old beggar was left and right. In the confusion, his right ear was smashed by a whip. He grinned in pain, screamed in agony, and tried to escape in the air. .

But he didn't mention it. As soon as his feet left the ground, the five women moved forward, and the five long whips were spitting out like snakes. They rolled up his feet, wrapped them upright, and wrapped them around his waist and abdomen. Stop; when he was panicking, a whip shadow came from the sky again, like a huge force, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and whipped towards his chest.

The old beggar's soul was in danger. He tried to parry with both hands and quickly caught the fatal blow with his eagle claws.

However, before he could take a breath, another petite woman flew up like a swallow. The soft whip circled in the air and wrapped around his neck. Then she flipped over the beam and hung her in mid-air. Her right knee was hit hard on his lower back. One smash.

The old beggar spit out blood and his eyes turned red instantly. He stretched out his hand to grasp the soft whip and struggled hard.

But at this moment, something happened again, and a rapid scream sounded in the temple.

"ah!"

Did the scream come from the woman, or did two people speak at the same time?

The old beggar struggled to look down, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Next to the fire, I saw that the two Hu Ji had been penetrated through the chest with the flesh palm, entering from the back and penetrating the chest.

Behind the two girls, there was a trembling firelight, and an expressionless but cold pale face slowly appeared.

That person turned out to be... Li Muchan! !