A crow covered in darkness flapped its wings in the air and flew around over their heads, crying twice from time to time. I have to say that today's failure, and seeing this crow again only felt bad luck.

"Mutual!Mutual!"

When Xiao Hei saw the two men coming out, he flapped his wings hard and evaporated the colorless and tasteless medicine powder on his body. In the dark night, the fine medicine powder could not be seen at all. Even the guards below could not detect it because of their irritability.

However, the old man looked up at the crow as if he was conscious, and didn't know what he was thinking, his eyebrows flirted slightly, and he quietly held his breath.

"Don't you feel unlucky when you hear the crow screaming? Why are you still standing there? Shoot it and kill it!" The middle-aged man whispered unhappy.

"Yes!" The guards were about to take action, but they saw the crow flying upwards. After screaming twice, they suddenly flew away.

"Hmph! Even a crow is here to find me bad luck!"

The middle-aged man shook his sleeves and snorted coldly, and said to the old man beside him in a cold voice: "Then the Tang family is protected by the Night King on the surface, but if it is not clear, we will come to the dark!"

"It's a pity that you don't have that chance."

A quiet voice came, which shocked everyone in the yard to look up suddenly. They saw that under the night, a young monk in green came to the courtyard wall. There was a crow standing on his bare head, and a long bamboo was tied around his waist. The green shirt was fluttering in the wind under the moon, and a faint Buddhist sacred light was filled with the body. It looked extremely sacred, but at this moment, they only felt strange.

At night, how could a little monk stand on the top of the courtyard wall? And there was the crow that was screaming before standing on his head. For a moment, it made people feel uneasy and a faint feeling of anxiety.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and immediately sniffed: "Take it!"

"Yes!" Several guards rushed forward and attacked the little monk on the wall with a long sword in their hands.

Tang Ning watched the sword attack, and moved his hand and held a dagger in his palm. The next moment, his figure jumped and jumped into the hospital. Her spiritual power was fully opened, and the pressure of the spirit master was emitted, which surprised the guards and the middle-aged man.

"Spiritual Master!"

The guards' strength is not yet at the level of a spiritual master, and this young monk who looks young is actually a spiritual master?

"Not good! We..."

The face of the guard who was attacking the little monk changed. He felt that with their luck, their cultivation was losing like a deflated ball. Not only that, his body was weak and powerless, and he couldn't even stand.

"Hiss! Ah..."

Taking advantage of their horror, Tang Ning had already taken seven or eight lives.

Seeing that the young monk took action, he would cut his throat with one knife and take human life without mercy, everyone was shocked. They instinctively used the breath in their bodies and wanted to fight, at least, they wanted to save their lives.

But with luck, the inhaled medicines they inhale faster, and naturally, they die faster...
Chapter completed!