"Xiao Chan, I can't let you live."

Zisu lay on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he was still smiling happily.

There is nothing greater than the death of the heart.

His heart was long dead.

"Get your brother to bury me!" Zhang Wanhong's eyes suddenly appeared and her long sword stabbed forward!

"Slow down!"

Just as the sword blade had stabbed He Qiuchan's chest, she suddenly spoke.

"What else do you have to say?" Zhang Wanhong's hand stopped moving, and the tip of the sword hung in the air.

The brother's body was still not dealt with, and he was in a very irritable mood.

"Okay, I want to survive too." He Qiuchan turned around and looked at Zi Su coldly: "It's him, he wants to let me go. Otherwise, three silver needles were sealed by your master, so why can I walk?"

"This..." Zhang Wanhuang fell into deep thought.

It's almost the case.

Both of them knew Duan Tongtian's ability very well.

If no one helps, He Qiuchan will never be able to break free by herself!

"You are slandering!" Zi Su's face suddenly turned pale. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and raised his hands: "It's not me, it's not me..."

"Witch God, enough." He Qiuchan sneered and raised his head: "It's just that you want to kill me to silence me and steal that arm alone. Unexpectedly, you actually used this trick of killing people with a knife. You promised to let me go, but you actually regretted it?"

"He Qiuchan, do you want to pull me to cushion? You vicious woman!" Zisu's eyes were filled with hatred!

"You two..." Zhang Wanhong took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Then let me die!"

"We are dead, you will never know that secret. Remember, no matter whether he dies or I die, you can't determine whether the secret is true." He Qiuchan said lightly: "The Witch God wants to penetrate into you, deceive and use you, and take that arm for himself."

"Looking for death!" Zhang Wanhuang strode over and kicked Zi Su! "You dare to plot against us!"

Bang!

After kicking Zisu several times, he kicked him so hard that he vomited blood.

He is already weak, how can he withstand such a blow?

"What should I do?" After ravaging, Zhang Wanhuang looked at Zhang Wanhong.

"Let's keep it closed first. Wait until the master decides." Zhang Wanhong sighed.

They were all interested in this secret, and what He Qiuchan said was very reasonable. Only one of them was left behind and the authenticity of the secret was not confirmed.

If you are plotted...

After all, none of the people with this status are good people.

Calculation is a common thing.

"Come!" Zhang Wanhong shouted loudly, and more than a dozen guards rushed in from outside immediately.

"Look at them, whoever dares to move will kill you directly!" Zhang Wanhong slapped He Qiuchan's left shoulder with a palm, and a silver nail stabbed directly into it.

He Qiuchan felt her body soft and instantly collapsed on the ground.

"Get up the formation!" Zhang Wanhuang stretched out his sword and collided with Zhang Wanhong's sword.

Above, an aura begins to flow!

clang!

Two long swords were inserted into the ground, forming a formation around the two of them.

They studied under Duan Tongtian and had great achievements in formation.

After ensuring that everything was foolproof, Zhang Wanhong once again instructed these masters to guard.

He left angrily.

"Xiaochan, why are you doing? In the end, I haven't left? Don't worry, if I die, I will definitely pull you to the back. Haha..." Zisu leaned against the wall and laughed loudly.

He Qiuchan didn't say anything, closed her eyes and started to rest.

...

Outside the court!

Seventy miles!

Poplar forest!

In early spring, the trees have not sprouted yet.

The snow on the ground has melted.

Expose the leaves that fell before.

The moonlight is just right, and it can't be seen clearly, but it can also allow the masters to see the situation within a hundred meters.

The warriors in Kunlun Mountain no longer dare to walk during the day.

The battle of the old ghosts in Lishan completely scared them.

Several great masters were like cutting melons and vegetables, and the pieces of armor they were killed were left unstoppable.

During the day, after Li Shier confirmed that there was no danger, they slowly followed.

And collectively, I only walk at night!

Night road safety.

There are always overturns during the day.

The empty poplar forest always has a gloomy atmosphere.

Of course, the masters do not believe in ghosts and gods.

They absorb the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon to forge a strong body.

In my heart, there is only martial arts!

Such a vast forest, coupled with pretty good moonlight, can minimize danger.

As long as there are enemies around them, they will be able to discover them immediately.

For things like during the day, as long as everyone sees people, what can they do if they are ten old ghosts left the mountain?

Li Shier rode a white horse and walked at the end with Zhang Jinsong.

On the contrary, the warriors from Kunlun Mountain are timid during the day, and at night, they wish they could travel thousands of miles a day.

Feng Xingluo was busy studying the secret techniques of the world's strange tactics, and had no intention of chatting with Li Shier.

"How far is it from the royal court?" A great master in a black robe rode a horse, carried a knife, and chatted with a white-clothed master beside him.

"Let me take a look." The white-clothed master took out an electronic map from his arms, looked carefully, and said, "There are still dozens of kilometers."

"Then according to our speed, we will arrive at the royal court in two or three hours?" The grandmaster in black was a little unconfident: "Otherwise, let's stay outside first? The royal court is not safe, so it's better to keep a distance of ten kilometers."

The royal court is the military center of the Black Song Alliance!

Although they destroyed Zhang Wanbai and killed many Black Song Alliance soldiers, for a huge alliance, this loss would not be without the power of a battle.

According to Zhang Jinsong's words, there were three princes in the royal court and several leaders of the big family.

The ambitions of these Kunlun Mountain master warriors have long been wiped out by the old ghosts who leave the mountain on the border.

It is no exaggeration to say that plants and trees are all soldiers.

"That's right, it's not safe to move forward." The white-clothed master nodded, looked behind him at the same time, and lowered his voice: "Brothers, let's go fifty miles more, let's talk to the commander, how about stopping and resting?"

"The commander said in the daytime that he was going to attack at night. I see, we must go straight to the royal court!"

"Yes, we are all timid enough during the day. If we are timid at night, will we be embarrassed? You are also a long-standing master..."

"Face is not important! If it is night attack tonight, tell him to go by himself!" After saying that, the great master in black suddenly raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop!

In the woods a hundred meters away.

There is a person standing.

"There are enemies?" The white-clothed master narrowed his eyes, not sure.

"One. Only one!" The man in black looked at it, urged the war horse under his crotch, and walked forward fifty meters. "Oh hehe, he's a woman!"

Fifty meters away, a woman wearing a cheongsam stood.

Needless to say, the five or six masters at the front also discovered that they were a woman.

A fair woman wearing a red cheongsam and applying red lips.

Looking further back, there was no one at all.

"What danger can a woman have?" The white-clothed master turned over and got off the horse and walked to the woman. He couldn't help but feel secretly surprised. He was really a beauty.

"Girl, I am a white-clothed war god, Ma Ping." Ma Ping bowed slightly.

"I'm Black Voyeur, Li Dagui." The black-clothed master also came over with excitement on his face.

A woman in a wilderness.

Will there be some story?
Chapter completed!