Chapter 827 (2/2)

Night Qingluo moved his arm, although there is still writing sour and soft, heart faint will also come to stab pain, but fortunately still can endure.

She straightened up and coagulated in the direction of long yunzhan.

Cang old man sighed. He knew that the night was clear, and there was no way to stop it.

This girl, ever since she entered the tomb of King Mausoleum, has been showing off her strength.

But

It is precisely because of such a clear night that he is willing to Be with her.

Night Qingluo saw long yunzhan holding up his sword and directly cleaving to those people in the killing God group. His technique was quick. He just wanted to go forward and call on long yunzhan.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed, her body quickly back a few steps, hit the rock wall.

Just a simple move, she already felt the strain.

Night Qingluo half squinting Mei Mou, raised eyes to stand in front of the eyes, that a Ming Huang Jiaolong robe figure.

It is floating in the air, feet did not land, a red robe on the shoulders, no wind automatic.

What attracts the attention of night clearness most is its pair of Scarlet blood covered eyes.

”Man So many delicious human beings... ”

It slightly hook lips, raised his hand to cover his jaw, a greedy tone.

The utterance is hoarse and harsh like a saw that has not been used for many years.

Every word makes people feel creepy.

Night clear vision, fixed in its hands.

No, then It can't be called a hand.

But just like the five corpses, the rootless white bone shelf can hear the bone ”creaking” joint twisting sound when you move a little.

”Clear off!”

”Deputy chief!”

The mercenaries of the world regiment could not suppress their fear, and they were crying out the names of the night.

Night Qingluo showed a soothing smile to them, immediately leaning against the rock wall, Mei Mou gently lifted, lightly staring at the in front of this Corpse puppet.