Death Sutra

Han Wuxian understands Xiaoyuetang, just like his mother is familiar with his own children. "This is a trap."

"What are we doing here?" Tie Linglong stayed at Xiaoyuetang for a while, but only had a little understanding of this organization.

"There will be bait in the trap, there will be hunters around, I want both."

Tie Linglong, Chu Nanping, Nie Zeng, Shangguan Yun, a total of four helpers, Han Wuxian jumped down the cane chair, eyes swept over the faces of everyone, relying on the flow of eyes, she made four different expressions : Kind, admiration, expectation and flattery.

Everyone feels that they are treated with unique treatment, and they have decided that they can't let the Xiaoyuetang master disappoint.

"There is a trick to deal with traps. It's best to use a snake to get out of the hole." Han Wuxian said softly: "I need someone who breaks the trap."

The four people took a step at the same time.

Han Wuxian smiled. "I can't bear to let any one of you take risks. Dragon King can't spare me, Yun Wang, how are you?"

Shangguan Yun smiled bitterly, "I can't ask for it."

"Oh, the son of the One Step King, it is more useful to keep it. I am going to step on the trap. You are ambushing outside. Little sister, you are a group with the swordsman of the Yushu River. Keep it in the south, Yunwang, I personally teach The killer can be handed over to you, trouble you to ambush in the east, I made two sachets, you take it."

The four nodded and agreed. Chu Nanping and Shangguan Yun took the sachets separately, knowing that it was a prop to lure Xiaoyuetang disciples, but they did not smell anything.

Han Wuxian smiled more and more happy. "You really touched me. If Xiaoyuetang disciples have half of your quality, there will not be so many traitors. I only need one sentence to remind everyone: Xiaoyuetang traitors belong to me, live, Disability can be, whoever accidentally kills one. I can be very angry."

Leaving a string of laughter, Han Wuxian quickly disappeared into the night.

Tie Ling was slightly dissatisfied with a grin. "Is she in wēixié?"

Nie Zeng coldly laughed, "Han Tang's wēixié is not terrible, her smile is fatal."

"The little brother has a vision." Shangguan Yun stood next to the three teenagers, not at all cautious. "There is really no reason for Han Tangzhu."

Tie Lingling is even more contemptuous. "You are so willing to carry her, probably want to see the 'fatal smile', and you, what is it for you to volunteer?"

Nie Zeng’s face was red, and he left without saying a word.

Shangguan Yun smiled a few times. "Little sister, Lang Cai female appearance, you should understand this truth." Then he followed Nie Zeng.

There are only two people left. Tie Ling’s face was cold. “I don’t like people calling me a 'little sister’, I am not a child.”

"Tell them." Chu Nanping's earliest successful cultivation of the must-have must be freed from the influence of the insignificant power and the secret of the investigation. The character is still plain and faint, and sometimes it seems to be perfunctory.

"Which is so simple." Tie Lingzhen really wants to poke a finger on him. Shangguan Yun doesn't care, but she dare not ask Han Wuxian. Although the two have neither a mentoring position nor a relationship between the church owner and the subordinates. Deep inside, she is still afraid of this woman.

"We should look for wèizhi." Chunan screen said softly.

Here is the southern part of the ruins of Longting. The wilderness is full of ideal ambush locations. The two are quickly in place, hidden in the grass, ten steps away. The south screen monitors the northwest direction, and Tieling faces southeast.

The sky is rarity, and it is an excellent night for observing the target of the distant activity.

Neither of them was a qualified killer. In less than a quarter of an hour, Tie Linglong couldn't stand it. "Xiaochu, too boring, talk to me."

"Say what?"

"It’s stupid, like...the words you said before...willing to kill someone for me, I love to listen."

"I have already said it, would you like to say it again?"

"Oh, no need." Tie Ling's enthusiasm was gone. "It's weird, you have been honest, how was it... especially talking? Isn't someone teaching you?"

"No, if you talk to yourself, you will come out. You don't have to think or teach. I think... I always like you very much."

"Oh, nerd, this is what I want to hear."

"Hey? Isn't this something you know clearly?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything, tell you, I can..."

"Oh, someone is coming."

Tie Lingling immediately turned around.

Sure enough, a faint shadow was flying over the grass, and it was difficult to separate it from the night if it was not prepared.

Black image A scented hound, stopping and going, sometimes around the circle, like a carnivorous animal, looking for delicious food in the rubble.

Ten minutes away from the two teenagers, the black shadow paused for the longest time. It seemed to be a danger, but he was not willing to give up the "prey" in front of him.

Tie Linglong clenched the handle and her heart gradually became cold. The training of Xiaoyuetang still left a lot of marks on her body, one of which was the desire for killing and blood.

It’s as simple as a knife, and the Dragon’s original statement is similar.

The black shadow still does not move, the first thing that can't stand is the south screen.

The young swordsman came out of the grass, and the long sword stabbed behind Tie Ling.

Black shadow also has a helping hand.

Tie Lingling was angry with her mistakes, but she could not go wrong any more, so no matter who was behind the sneak attacker, she directly rushed to the shadow that stood still.

The knife tip has not touched the target, and Tie Linglong knows that he is fooled again. It is not a person at all. The black shadow is shelled in front of the two teenagers, leaving a cloth doll.

Tie Lingling took the knife in time and instinctively told her that piercing the doll is not a good idea.

It may be a mistake to leave Xiaoyuetang too early. Tie Lingling thinks of this, and at the same time turns around and is seeing the beginning of the South Screen with the real shadow.

The movements of the two people are as fast as lightning, and they are difficult to solve. Tie Ling’s heart is shocked. “Close the air!”

However, it was a blink of an eye, and Tie Ling’s reminder was still a short while.

The sword in the hands of the first south screen suddenly hangs down, and the person also sways up and walks back and forth, apparently already in the middle.

Tie Linglong stopped the shadow, and immediately retreated to the upper hand after the three or four strokes, took a breath and then launched an attack, there is no way to check the safety of the first screen.

The black shadow is a little unexpected, and the start is more rapid. Although both hands are empty, the tangible and invisible hidden weapons are endless.

Chu Nan screen feels that the internal power is rapidly losing, and the scene in front of him has become blurred, but he has not fallen, and he still holds the sword in his hand.

The familiar figure is struggling to fight and is getting more and more disadvantaged. He remembers his promise and bites on the tip of his tongue. Then the sword stabbed.

The young swordsman was able to make a move, and the shadow was taken aback, reaching out to the palm and directly grabbing the blade.

Tie Linglong finally waited for the opportunity, the right hand narrow knife to attract the attention of the other party, the left hand finger poked to the key.

The long sword of Chuannan fell into the enemy's hand. The two men tried hard at the same time, and the sword body was broken instantly. At the same time, Tie Lingling also succeeded. She learned from the Han Wuxian that she had a miraculous effect on the Xiaoyuetang disciple. It was her first attempt.

She only got to the second level, far from being able to exert all her power. The black shadow seemed to be hit hard, and she slammed a few steps. "How come you..."

Tie Lingling couldn't talk to her mind. The first south screen lost its weapons, and it was about to fall. The duty of killing still fell on her.

Han Wuxian jumped out at this time, like a big bird slamming on the prey, the shadow of the shadow screamed, Han Wuxian turned back, the blood on his mouth, giving her smile a strange, "I No white teaches you fingering, little sister."

Tie Linglong stopped the pursuit of the footsteps and turned to hold the shaking of the south screen. "He sucked in the drug."

"Can't die." Han Wuxian's tone was full of repressed excitement, his hands holding the shadow of the shadow, "Han Qin, long time no see, I want to die you."

Han Qin is a middle-aged woman, her left cheek is covered with blood, her head is weak and drooping, and her voice is extremely weak. "I miss you too, I want you to die."

"Oh, you are as cute as ever." Han Wuxian's ten fingers fell into the shoulders of Han Ching. "So many people betray me, I don't care, it's a puzzling to you, you are the elite, not the same as those semi-finished products. What benefits does the Dutch woman give you?"

"You are just a mad woman, the biggest ambition is to recapture the stone fort, and the princes are cherished by the world. This is the benefit she has given me." Han Qin's face of pain, but made her more awake.

"Well, I don't have such a big ambition, my daughter? Where did the lotus girl hide her?"

"Hidden in a place you can never find, you can't fight the sergeant, you have the ability..."

Han Wuxian loosened Han Qin’s shoulders and held her tightly in her arms. She said softly: “Don’t be too blunt to me, you know that I like you very much, I won’t hurt you, I will take you back to the camp. There are so many men there, you must be very useful."

Han Qin’s throat creaked.

Tie Linglong released the South Screen and resisted anger. "First let her hand over the antidote. Xiaochu is going to die."

The face of Chunan Screen is paler than the moonlight. He still holds the broken sword in his hand, but his eyes lose his brilliance. The wood is like a walking dead. He is not only a kind of drug, but it has already taken effect. He has already let him enter. Dead.

Han Wuxian did not look back, his left hand gently licked on the face of Han Qin, stopped on the wound, and pressed down.

Han Qin screamed again, suddenly screams turned into laughter, hearty laughter, crazy and obsessed, "No, you spare me." She smiled almost breathless, the voice was as tender as Han Wuxian Payment.

"Antidote!" Tie Lingling couldn't stand this kind of laughter, and the face of Chunan Screen became more and more disturbing.

Han Wuxian turned his body halfway, stretched out his left arm, and dripped blood on his fingers. "Get it, this is the antidote."

Tie Lingling wants to vomit.

Han Qin knows that the torture has just begun, and he is awake in an instant, saying: "The dragon king will die tonight, your backing will be gone, Han Wuxian, the royal master will not let you go."

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