The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1385
The voice of the man in black was extremely hoarse.

It even has a metallic texture.

It is completely different from the way normal people speak.

An unpredictable light flashed in Qin Zong's eyes, he put down Yan Tao, and stretched out his hands to put on the shackles slowly.

When Yan Tao's glamorous face bullying Shuang Saixue appeared in front of the black-robed people, these people didn't even turn their eyes.

There was no surprise or appreciation in his eyes.

But deathly silence and indifference.

The leader of the man in black waved lightly: "Let's go, go back to Sin City."

Before he finished speaking, he stepped onto a Frisbee first.

The man in black behind him followed closely.

At the same time, he drove the iron-blooded corps and others who were shackled and shackled, and Qin Zong onto the frisbee.

The Frisbee slowly rose into the sky.

With a "swoosh", it galloped out, galloping in the blue sky.

The men in black stood on the edge of the frisbee and formed a circle, enclosing Qin Zong and the others.

The members of the Jagged Corps first suffered a landslide, and then became prisoners for no reason.

At this moment, his face was a little panicked.

Han Kang clutched his aching chest, and gently held Han Yu'er's trembling hand.

"It's okay, my brother is here."

"Brother will protect Yu'er."

Han Yuer nodded with pale lips.

With her beautiful eyes, she couldn't help looking at those men in black robes who were frightening.

"Brother, who are they?"

Han Kang: "My brother doesn't know either, they should be the guards of Sin City."

It's just why the guards of Sin City are guarding Wanheng Mountain?

"Sin, Sin City.?"

Han Yu'er's lips turned white just hearing this name, her body trembled in fear, and she subconsciously snuggled up to Han Kang's side.

"Don't be afraid."

Han Kang held Han Yu'er's hand slightly tighter, and comforted her: "Wanheng Mountain is destroyed. They should take us back to investigate what happened."

"This matter has nothing to do with us, the Lord of Sin City will not punish us."

Han Yuer: "Really, really?"

Han Kang nodded and smiled slightly. : "It will take at least seven or eight days to rush to Sin City. You are frightened, and your health is not very good. Let's rest for a while."

Han Yuer hummed.

Leaning on Han Kang's body, he slowly closed his eyes and meditated.

After hearing the slow breathing in his arms, Han Kang turned his gaze to Qin Zong who had never said a word in the corner.

Even in shackles.

The young man who looked stern and sharp did not change his expression.

The coldness and nobleness of that body are more outstanding after comparing the panic expressions of the surrounding team members.

Yan Tao lazily hugged Mr. Qin's arm, no expression could be seen on his cold and beautiful face.

There was a slight smile on his lips.

It's just that those peach blossom eyes have returned to their innocence and delicacy, like an innocent and ignorant child.

At first glance, there is nothing stupid about it.

On the contrary, it makes people feel cute.

The group spent eight days on the Frisbee.

On the ninth day, the Frisbee slowly landed on the ground.

Not far away is a dark and majestic ancient city.

The bricks on the wall are mottled and covered with moss, which looks old and vicissitudes.

Just by looking at it, one can tell that the city has been around for a long time.

There has never been any plaque on the city gate.

There is only one rose flower picture marked on the tower.

That picture is enchanting and beautiful.

The roses are covered with thorns, and the sharp thorns have a faint cold light.

Added three points of vigor to this quaint city.

(End of this chapter)