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Chapter 67 Are You Wuyou Zhao?
"Get out of the way!"

Bai Ling glanced back, and saw that Hei Feng dragged the bodies of the two people, swayed them in the air a few times, and threw them towards them.

That speed was like a cannonball, smashing through a line in the team with a bang, causing a large number of casualties.

It's hard to imagine that the corpses can be thrown out at such a high speed by human power. It seems that the zombies thrown from the sky just now are also the ghosts of Heifeng.

What happened to her, how did she become like a monster.

"Bai Ling, I want you to die!" Hei Feng yelled fiercely, and chased after him, running at a speed far exceeding the speed of the horse, raising a lot of smoke and dust, and he was about to catch up.

!!!

"Who is her father, and who is Zhao Wuyou?" Patriarch Lan wanted to cry, but he finally escaped from the corpses and encountered a perverted monster. Why did she feel that the Lan family was implicated? .

"Go to hell!" Heifeng rushed to the front of the team in the next moment, and when he stepped down, the leader of the blue clan was kicked out with his horse and man. Heifeng seemed to be unable to control himself as soon as he made a move. The guards at home were all killed.

I saw her sweeping up and down towards a running carriage with a heavy blow, and with a heavy bang, the carriage and horse were kicked into a pulp.

"Heifeng, what did you ask Mr. Zhao for? Why did you hurt innocent lives?" Bai Ling's face was pale. This Heifeng suddenly became similar to a humanoid Titan. Originally, Heifeng's cultivation was in the mid-innate stage, and she could still handle it. hundreds of tricks,
Now, seeing Hei Feng's tyrannical appearance, which is completely beyond the scope of human beings, she feels numb in her heart, and can only try to resolve the unhappiness in Hei Feng's heart with words.

"We need Zhao Wuyou's spiritual body, Bai Ling, for the sake of our friendship for many years, I will give you one last chance, quickly hand Zhao Wuyou to me, and I will spare you."

"Us?" Bai Ling thought Hei Feng was referring to Mo Yu.

"Hei Feng, as an old man in the organization, are you and Mo Yu and his partner going to betray the organization? Aren't you afraid that His Majesty will ask you?" Bai Ling was as cold as ice.

The black-robed man was silent for a moment, then jumped onto a carriage, "What is Mo Yu? She also deserves to get involved in the ancient spirit body? If you dare to fool me, I've already smashed her to pieces, so I can get rid of the hatred in my heart!" "

Mo Yu is dead?Bai Ling was a little surprised, but it was expected. With that guy's behavior style, something would happen sooner or later.

If Heifeng wants to possess the spirit body alone and replace it with himself, he will kill all the people who know the news to cover up the truth of the matter.

Heifeng probably doesn't know yet, but I have already reported the matter of the young palace lord's death and the spirit body to His Majesty using secret techniques, and several thoughts flashed in Bai Ling's mind instantly.

Greed is on fire. She doesn't know the true identity of the death row prisoner, so she dares to covet the spirit body and even fight with the team. The black wind has caused a big disaster. What I have to do now is to protect Mr. Zhao's safety and wait for the organization to send someone to respond.

"You team up with others? Do you think you can fight against your lord?" Bai Ling threatened in a cold voice.

"Heh... as long as you kill everyone, who will know that I, Heifeng, did it. Bai Ling, Bai Ling, if you didn't tell me how good this secret is, wouldn't Mo Yu and the death row prisoner be able to continue to live? It won't become what it is today." Heifeng was silent for a while, muttering to herself, her whole body was hidden in the shadows, no one could see her expression when she said this.

"I was wrong, I misread you, ungrateful thing, Your Majesty has treated you well, trained you so far, and promoted you to the position of 36 helmsman, but you want to get her hands on her things, haha !"

Facing Bai Ling's accusation, Hei Feng fell silent. She had nothing to say, because from Bai Ling's point of view, everything she said was correct.

But she, Heifeng, doesn't want to be under the fence forever, doesn't want to be a minister under the skirt forever, she also wants to be the lord of the palace above all, and get the title of that lord.

The opportunity is right in front of you, the probability of success is very high, why not give it a try!
"So, I had no choice but to kill you..." Hei Feng was neither sad nor happy. She originally wanted to give Bai Ling a chance to gain strength. She appreciated Bai Ling's loyalty to her lord, but unfortunately, this loyalty did not belong to She is dark.

As soon as Hei Feng finished speaking, the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Bai Ling and kicked him.

Bai Ling's pupils narrowed slightly, she could see the power of this kick, she jumped off the horse almost subconsciously, and when she turned her head, the horse under her had been kicked hundreds of meters away.

What a strange force!

Bai Ling drew out her big knife and narrowed her eyes slightly. If she was kicked by the black wind, she would either die or be injured.

"Drink!" Bai Ling took advantage of the opportunity to recoil when she fell to the ground, shouted loudly, and slashed down, but there was no shadow of Hei Feng in front of her.
"Oops!"

Almost subconsciously, Bai Ling put the big knife horizontally behind her back, and there was a huge pain. She had already flew upside down, and the vision in front of her eyes changed rapidly.

"Too weak! Vulnerable!" Heifeng caught up with the last two carriages, pulled the carriages to a stop abruptly, and she knew that Zhao Wuyou was on one of the carriages.

"Are you Zhao Wuyou?" Hei Feng randomly grabbed a young master of the Lan family, and asked with his head tilted, she seemed to be unable to recognize the person in front of him.

"I... No, I'm not Zhao Wuyou, please let me go."

"Pfft!" Hei Feng directly crushed the man's head, then reached into the carriage with bloody hands, and caught a young master of the Lan family.

"Are you Zhao Wuyou?"

"I... really... no, please, I don't want to die!" The young master was so frightened that he didn't know what to say.

"Pfft!" Heifeng snapped off his head, dripping with blood, and pulled out the last one from it, looking at him sideways, not to mention how weird that look was, "Are you Zhao Wuyou?"

"I... yes, I am Zhao Wuyou! Please..."

"No, you're not, you don't smell like him..."

"..." The last young master was dumbfounded. What should he answer? The answer is not that he will die, but the answer is that he will die.

"I'll ride your daddy!"

The last young master died heroically, and from then on, the Lan family was ruined.

(End of this chapter)