Chapter 2290： Shot (1/2)

The old man with a round face and blue robe frowned: ”More than a hundred?”

”So we still have to think long-term.” Su Zhaonan sighed.

They were the most reluctant to deduce the opportunity, but they failed to seize it.

This opportunity is difficult and difficult, and it is fleeting. They have missed it. The opportunity turns into danger. They must leave promptly, otherwise it is tantamount to death.

”Let's go!” He cried.

The remaining six old men no longer objected, and slowly nodded.

Su Zhaonan glanced at Ning Jingtian: ”Xiao Ning, can you hold it?”

”No problem!” Ning Jingtian busy said.

”Then let's go back!” Su Zhaonan said.

”It's beautiful!” A sneer sounded.

Suddenly, a handsome middle-aged man appeared before them, as if a leaf fluttered down, his eyes glanced at everyone: ”You are not brave enough, you want to kill us!”

”Zhao Yuanyang!” Su Zhaonan said coldly.

He looked around.

Zhao Yuanyang appeared, and Sui Miaozhu was probably following her. The two lords rushed over, but they wouldn't come to die, they had to be sure to solve them before they appeared.

Thinking of this, Su Zhaonan felt stunned, and Shen said, ”Everyone shots together, get him as soon as possible!”

The other six old men rushed towards Zhao Yuanyang at the same time.

Ning Jingtian reckoned aside and lay behind a tree, ready to pick up a bargain. As for going up, it was no different from death. His goal was to track, not to kill.

Zhao Yuanyang looked like a shadow. When they rushed up, they retreated silently, and quietly dived into the woods.

The seven old men pursued it without hesitation.

They felt that although Zhao Yuanyang was better off, the seven of them had the opportunity to kill Zhao Yuanyang.

”Bang bang bang ...” In a muffled sound like Chun Lei, Su Zhaonan flew out of the woods, scaring Ning Jingtian.

He was busy going to pick up Su Zhaonan.

”Hey!” When he touched Su Zhaonan, he felt a rush of force coming through the five internal organs and six corpses, and instantly turned black before going to a coma, supporting him unconsciously.

”Bang!” He became a cushion, put Su Zhaonan on his body, and put his back on the ground, and then pressed Su Zhaonan, he rolled again with his internal organs, his eyes suddenly turned black, and he was going to coma.

”Ha!” He spit out a singular symbol, remaining unconscious, but already stunned.

Su Zhaonan coughed violently and sat up with blood.

”Uncle Su, then Zhao Yuanyang ...” Ning Jingtian asked in surprise.

”It's not Zhao Yuanyang, it's Sui Miaozhu!” Su Zhaonan resentfully said: ”She hides in a sneak attack, she's despicable!”

None of them could find the lurking of Sui Miaozhu, apparently carrying a strange skill, but was successfully attacked by her, and severely wounded herself, no more hands.

”Sui Miaozhu is in it?” Ning Jingtian resigned.

He will surely die if mixed in.

”You go first, Keke Keke ...” Su Zhaonan pushed him and coughed again.

The corners of his mouth kept bleeding, and his face grew paler.

Ning Jingtian was busy pulling out a jade bottle from his arms, pouring out two black pills and handing them to Su Zhaonan.

Su Zhaonan swallowed it and shook his head: ”It's useless, Sui Miaozhu's palm strength is too strange, and it is useless to serve Lingdan. Hurry up, don't fret!