Chapter 81: You **** run! (2/2)
It must be that the Emperor's rebirth was not in the correct posture, so that he could land in such a field ...
Lu Lu and Li Qingyang and others stood in front of the doors of their respective compartments and clasped their hands on the hilt of the sword, apparently waiting for the secret killer to appear.
”嘭, 嘭!”
小 On the small-scale performance martial arts field, Su Xiaomo is skilled in playing the ball.
For him who cares about speed, playing football is a good tool for training feet.
The most violent operation is Jun Changxiao, who is sitting in the study and watching a bamboo slip called ‘Historical Records’.
This was bought during forced refreshment, and it is considered to make up for the history of China in another world.
”咻!”
At this moment, the wind broke again in my ear.
Look down!
Killer is in martial arts!
Jun, who thought that he was at ease, laughed and hurried back, but the cold sword continued to stab.
Quickly, can't escape!
In desperation, I could only lift the historical record in my hand to protect the vital part of my chest.
”Ding!”
Tong Li's sword stabbed on the bamboo slips, and Jin Ming sounded and sparks!
The tiger's mouth of the man in black was shaken, and his eyes were shocked, but he didn't care what to do. He tipped his toe out of the window.
Xun Jun often laughs and compares.
到底 I'm holding a bamboo slip in my hand, or an iron plate!
I didn't have time to be in a daze, Jun often laughed and jumped out of the window, but the man in black had rushed out of the 100 meters, leaving the range of the desert eagle.
At this time, Lu Yan and Li Qingyang heard the news, and they were going to chase the shadow that was about to disappear.
”No need to chase.” Jun Chang smiled and hugged.
Don't chase it?
When Lu Lu and Li Qingyang looked at each other with a stunned expression, they immediately heard '嘭', and saw that the limbs and face of the man in black were attached to the streamer enchantment, and then '呲 呲' slipped down.
”Formula!”
They both startled in unison.
Xi Jun often smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and strode forward.
The desert eagle in his hand has been loaded, the safety hydrant is opened, and the muzzle is facing the killer who fell to the ground, and yells, ”You **** run!”
The dizziness caused by the people in the black clothes pressing the impact and flew to the side again, but they still hit the guards fiercely.
”What's going on!” Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi and other disciples rushed over and saw the man in black squatting under the streamer's enclave with his head in front of his face.
”What is that streamer?”
”Is the formation?”
”When did our martial arts have this thing!”
It is difficult for everyone to understand.
的 The man in black hiding in the inner courtyard couldn't understand. After all, he lurked in all right, so suddenly there was a formation!
”嘭!” Just at this moment, Jun Chang strode with a smile, and the right-hand punching spirit hit his face fiercely, and everyone hit the wall of the chamber like a cannonball.
杀 This killer is only a fourth-grade warrior. If he can be a ghost, he still has to rely on his exquisite body method ~~ Now that he is seen to have no advantage, he must not be able to resist the fifth-grade warrior attack.
Xi Jun often walked with a smile, pinned his gun to his waist, picked up bamboo slip and smashed it severely.
I don't even want to say that this bamboo slip from history is very easy to use. After a while, I smashed the other person's head with blood and collapsed to the ground. ,
Night Star standing in the distance twitched, ”This guy is too cruel!”
”Ding!”
”Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden task [WoWang]] reward 30 points of contribution!”
”Ding!”
”Martial contribution: 153/500!”
Lean on.
For this product, I spent so much contribution value, only 30 points are rewarded.
”Seal the pulse, lock it up!”
”Yes!”
A gold medal killer, who was missed during the 265 assassinations, was reduced to prison.
He was sent to the closed room. The previous assassin saw the pattern of the other's hand fingerprints, and was shocked: ”Killers of this level are planted in the hands of the Iron Skeletons!”
Xun Jun often smiled and stood outside, catching the change in the killer's eyes through the crack in the door, and said coldly, ”It must be from the Lingquan Sect!”
The next day.
He handed over the martial affairs to Li Qingyang, and went down the mountain alone, wearing a desert eagle and a pocket-sized knife in his belt, where he went—Lingquan Mountain!
”Master, it seems that the head is very angry!” Li Qingyang solemnly disappeared as the back of the angry sky disappeared on the mountain road.
Lu Lu leaned in front of the gate, and said lightly, ”Send killers to attack one after another. In my case, I must kill them.”
”Is there nothing wrong with the head?”
”You should care, can the Lingquan Sect still exist?”