Magic Gate Taoist Heart

Chapter 660 Night Killing

"Then I'll wait." Gong Yunxiu not only was not angry, but touched his cheeks and smiled, "At that time, I became an old woman, but you didn't change at all. Then I said to my descendants that this little brother used to be grandma's brother... Ha ha, isn't that very interesting?"

"boring."

The crow shook the beads of water in the air, fell back to Gong Yunxiu's shoulder and said, "Gaga, in fact, it's not interesting to live too long. If I hadn't been locked in that damn grave for 300 years, maybe I wouldn't have been interested in returning to the world..."

Before the three returned to the bonfire, Yu Hanyan and Xiaozhu had already roasted the meat. After eating enough, they got into the tent and slept.

It's quiet at night.

After the middle of the month, Gong Yunxiu quietly came out.

The crow doze on the branch opened his eyes, jumped on her shoulder and whispered, "What are you doing?"

"I can't sleep, go out for a walk."

"Gaga, it's easy to kill a few people when you are in a bad mood. There are still people who are not afraid of death. Let's go shopping!"

Out of more than ten miles away, he estimated to completely leave Qin Yan's sight. The crow said, "I think it's better not to follow that guy. Just run away and hide in a place he can't find to watch the play!" Now that I'm so close to him, I always feel scared!"

"No." Gong Yunxiu said expressionlessly, "I want to see Yu Hanyan with my own eyes, and my liver is broken."

The crow flapped his wings dissatisfiedly: "You little doll, just want to be angry for a moment. What if he finds out? He can strangle you with one finger, and even my old man will be unlucky..."

"Then let him strangle me."

The crow was choked by her words, thought for a moment, tilted his head and said, "You regret it, don't you?"

Gong Yunxiu snorted heavily: "I never regret it!"

The crow blinked his eyes: "If you don't want to do it, it's too late to look back now."

"I won't turn back."

The crow smiled coldly and said, "Then why do you always have such a dying expression? Are you going to die with your rival? I really don't understand you little girls. If you have kindness, you will repay your kindness. If you have revenge, you will revenge. How can there be so many circles! If it were me..."

"That's because you have never loved it."

The crow leaned lazily on her neck and asked, "How do you know that I have never loved her?"

Gong Yunxiu looked at the shadow of the tree in the distance and said sarcastically, "Over the years, on countless months of bright nights, are there many gentle and beautiful female crows that you can't forget?"

"Hey, in fact, I haven't looked for a female crow for four or 500 years..."

Gong Yunxiu smiled and said, "How lonely is the night when there is only one bird! Senior, why don't you find a confidant to comfort your injured heart?

"You know nothing! A confidant who has been in just over ten years, it doesn't matter!"

"Yes! If what you get is lost again, it must be more painful than not being able to get it..."

"If you don't tell me these great principles, it's annoying to listen to it! Go, go, kill! I haven't eaten human meat for hundreds of years. Try it tonight!"

Dark clouds cover the moonlight, and everything is shrouded in the deepest night. The people who slept with clothes were suddenly awakened by a sudden coldness.

"Who?" A burly man leaning against the tree shouted loudly, picked up a Xuanhua axe with both hands, stood up and looked around.

More than a dozen masters nearby also gathered with weapons.

Under their nervous gaze, a woman in black came wandering around, as if walking leisurely. She glanced at the group of people carelessly and smiled and said, "The posture is still quite full, but I was blinded by lard, but I came to join in this excitement."

The masters swallowed. The woman's skin was pale, and most of her face was hidden in the shadow, but the slightly curved corners of her lips were beautiful and attractive, falling into the eyes of the man, and the amazing glance had touched their hearts.

The strong man with the axe lost his mind for a moment, and his vigilance was stronger after waking up. He has practiced children's skills since he was a child. Decades of cultivation have been able to stop his heart in front of the stunning city, but tonight he almost lost his composure. This is by no means what a mysterious woman can do by beauty alone. She must have cast charming spells. The strong man asked in a low voice, "Who is the girl?"

Gong Yunxiu approached slowly, with a soft posture like dancing, and said softly, "I just want to ask you that the leading brother is dead. Why don't you disperse?"

She smiled, and even the woman felt seductive. The strong man with the axe was in a trance and blurted out, "With the protection of the holy monk, he will definitely capture the eight-armed demon hand!"

"Oh?" Gong Yunxiu's smile expanded at the corners of his mouth and shook his head gently, showing full irony.

Suddenly, an angry woman in the crowd sounded: "B bitch, want to die!"

With a swoop, a cold arrow shot, and the invisible air mask bounced off the chest of Gong Yunxiu. Gong Yunxiu stretched out his white right hand to those people, opened his five fingers, and said pitifully, "Women can't control their jealousy, which is often the root of disaster."

A great chill rose from these reckless masters.

The burly man raised the Xuanhua axe in his hand and shouted in a low voice, "Go!" A little lower, the masters quickly fanned and besieged each other with weapons.

Gong Yunxiu looked at these people surrounded and muttered, "I hope I can have a good time this time..."

A shadow of an arrow came and passed through her hair raised by the wind. As she shook her body gently, the swords and shadows that came urgently came were all in vain, all of which could be missed by a little difference. They were close to their clothes and sleeves, but they did not draw a line.

The masters were stunned for a moment, as if they were dazzle, and they were obviously going to cut...

The eyes of the strong man with the axe shrank sharply, and a deep chill came out from the bottom of his heart. He held the huge axe that poked out half of it tightly and opened his mouth to exhale. However, the girl's lightning right hand was close to the neck of a man in front of him, and the extremely twisted curvature made the sentence he was about to shout choke in his throat.

There is no turning back!

The strong man with the axe shouted loudly, and his flame-like spiritual power burned his body, smearing a layer of blood red on the iron-blue axe.

The sword dance, and the flesh and blood are scattered.

In the dark night, countless invisible blades appeared from the void, harvesting life like a meat grinder.

These people are well-known figures in the world, and the strong leaders are first-class masters in the middle level. Unfortunately, the opponent they met was a demon in the night that could not be used.

The archer hiding behind the tree desperately suppressed the heart that was about to jump out of his chest and quietly moved back with the lightest step he could. This moment can be called the most tragic and magnificent scene he has ever seen in his life. Most of the brothers who drank and ate meat together were killed in an instant like puppets. The dead were cut to pieces by thousands of sharp blades, which was unbearable. The remaining two living people were also injured everywhere and could not be supported for a long time. His heart tightened for a while, and he felt fear and helplessness like a child.

'If I go back alive, I will definitely quit the world, open a small shop with my mother-in-law, and raise my son...'

A few petals flew in, and his dream no longer had a chance to come true. The blood beads slipped in front of his eyes and dyed his vision red. In the bursts of electric shock-like numbness, he could not feel the pain. The song of birds, the movement of grass, and the sound of wind are all separated by a thick film and far away from him. The world is like a broken lens, integrated into the darkness, and there is no trace.