Chapter 149 (1/2)

149 chapter moon color blood

Gaojiang moonlight is like water, pouring on the earth, such as Meng Yinhui.

In the car, Wu Jingguo complexion was pale, and the heart looked at the front and the lips were purple.

He couldn’t think of it, Master Qin would actually appear in Gaojiang.

Finally, I can slow down my mind, Wu Jingguo can’t help but sighed, Fu’er, you are white.

No wonder that the father does not avenge, who makes you provoked people who can not offend.

Wu Jingguo has a sorrow in his eyes. He said that it is him. Even if he is taking the entire Wu Family, can he offend the Master Qin?

Zhou Family’s knowledge of the car was not long ago, how could Wu Jingguo let the Wu Family follow suit.

Just as Wu Jingguo was immersed in sorrow and fear, suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of him, scaring the driver to panic and turn.

Hōng!

The vehicle is in the sharp sound of the cymbal, crossing the road, and two dark tire marks are extremely glaring under the moonlight.

“How do you drive?”

In the car, Wu Jingguo angrily shouted.

The driver’s face was cold and sweaty, and his mind still flashed through the shadows in front of him, and the pale, unappealing face.

Hell?

He opened his mouth and listened to the angry voice in his ear.

“Wu…Old Wu…” The words have not yet fallen, and with a bang, the windows cracked, and countless pieces of glass reflected the crystals of light under the moonlight.

Wu Jingguo’s body suddenly tightened, and the heart raised a sense of crisis.

Immediately, a blush of blood appeared in front of him, Wu Jingguo yelled in the heart, pulling the car door and jumping out of the car.

Inside the car, blood spewed, and the window was almost covered with sticky blood to become bloody.

Even the screams were never there. Only the night wind with bloody aura made Wu Jingguo’s body shocked and shocked.

“Who?” Wu Jingguo angered, and the whole person’s body was stretched to the extreme.

Inside the car, a person’s head rolled down, and the driver’s eyes were squatting, his mouth opened and overflowing with blood, and he still seemed to explain to Wu Jingguo.

In the night, silent silence makes you feel fearful.

In the tight heart of Wu Jingguo, a magnetic voice rang in the night.

“A Blood Servant, tch tch, good luck!” The sound is not Chinese, but English.

Wu Jingguo Pupils, “Overseas Powerhouse?”

How can it be? How does Overseas Powerhouse appear with China, and also absolutely unrestrained killing?

Even the footsteps were never there. A pale, handsome cheek appeared in Wu Jingguo’s eyes. The brown wavy hair was scattered on the shoulder like a waterfall. The black cloak undulating in the night, like a bat in the night.

Wu Jingguo’s body was shocked, looking at the dark red pupils, the colorless road: “Overseas’ Blood Cultivator?”

Wu Jingguo’s cold sweat on his forehead, Blood Cultivator, is a family flock abroad, secretly controlling many of the influences of the Overseas Powers.

Such a cultivator, often devours blood for a living, is a very different cultivation style from China martial artist. It is also the prototype of Vampire, which is famous at home and abroad.

In front of the strength of this Blood Cultivator, it is clear that the existing has the characteristics of Viscount, eyes like blood.

Viscount, but the equivalent of China’s Martial Dao Grandmaster!

The thoughts flashed one by one, Wu Jingguo took the initiative and fled!

In addition to fleeing, he has no other way to go. In the face of the Grandmaster, he has never even had the courage to face it.

Bang!

Wu Jingguo turned, under the foot, stepped out like a sharp arrow, and did not return to the head.

The Blood Cultivator licked his lips, and the pale, paper-like face in the night was like a demon, which made people fear.

“China has a saying, called cat play mouse, tch tch, dear little mouse, where are you going to go?” Blood Cultivator grinning, Sen white teeth with cold light in the night.

Whoosh!

In the next moment, his figure disappeared, and the whole person was still in the night, silent, and every time he passed, he crossed a distance of ten meters.

Wu Jingguo is terrified in his heart, how can he also not expect, there will be a Viscount’s Blood Cultivator here.

Suddenly, a pale face appeared next to his disclosure, and the breath was looming.

“Little mouse, catch you!”

Whoosh!

Wu Jingguo only felt a pain in his throat, and the world in his eyes turned around. In this day, he seemed to see a headless corpse, blood flowing like a spring, and the blood was some kind of traction in the air. In the cup in the hands of the Blood Cultivator.