Chapter 513 (1/1)

The wild suburbs outside the town are desolate. At the moment, it is early in the morning and late at night. The cold wind roars and rolls a touch of silence.

Occasionally, a few sharp cat barks sounded around, gloomy and creepy.

The cat's cry was very strange. It wanted to trace and cry, but it was gloomy and terrible. It felt like crying and guiding.

In that night, you will occasionally see a pair of green eyes staring at you in the dark without blinking, which makes your back cold.

You can turn your head, but behind you, as always, there is an endless abyss. You can't see the bottom, as if you could swallow you up.

The cold wind swept, swept away a little spark, gradually blew into the distance, and gradually disappeared into the night.

In the woods outside a remote ancient town, the roads are muddy and tortuous. One place is wet, but the other is dry.

In a dry place overgrown with weeds, a large number of people were gathered, with a pile of firewood lit in the middle.

The flickering fire could vaguely see their faces, old and young, with a big black bag behind them.

Part of them surrounded the match, part of them sat on the other side, wiping the dagger with their clothes. The dagger reflected a gloomy light in the faint moonlight.

”Look, how well our young master Shen slept! I don't know when he was killed!” one of them ate compressed biscuits and looked at a sleeping boy leaning against the tree trunk.

”I said,” Jiang Fugui, can you make complaints about this? ”We have no idea how many times we have been tucking up this time. Now we can hardly sleep. What else do you say? People can't hear you again.” the man opposite Jiang Fugui has a scar on his face. He said: ”Besides, be careful, young master Shen. If you really get angry and go home and complain to old man Shen, you'll be dead!”

Hearing the speech, Jiang Fugui looked disgusted and disgusted. ”You think I've played with her! Do you still go home to complain? Besides, it's not certain whether she's going back this time!”

The scar man opposite nodded approvingly. He said nothing to old Jiang, who was smoking a cigarette while holding a cigarette pole: ”Ah, Mr. Jiang, I don't understand now. Why did Mr. Shen send a yellow haired boy with no hair to fight with me? Young master Shen is very delicate all the way. What effect can he have on our action? Is it possible that their FA Qiu sect has been down to earth and can only move such a boy?”

Jiang is always an old man in his fifties and sixties, with wrinkles and pimples on his face and yellow and turbid eyes.

He sat there, the red fire looming on his face, one bright and one dark, feeling very mysterious.

Old Jiang smoked heavily and spit out the smoke faintly. ”How do you know that old fox Shen's mind is old. But the old fox brought so many people to protect his baby grandson this time. It's hard not to come true that he wants to let the only one in his family die here?”

On this road, who doesn't know that old man Shen of FA Qiu sect loves the only one in his family?

It's said that master Shen only sent his family's baby grandson in the four sects' rebellion. People on the road were shocked!