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The middle-aged martial artist surnamed Song resisted the temptation of fine wine, nodded with a smile, and then said, "Song will not disturb the owner."

Bai Rushan made a sound, and briefly talked a few words, then let the middle-aged warrior with the surname Song leave.

"Lu Qingyan, you must kill the throne! Don't let Bai be disappointed!"

After Bai Rushan watched the middle-aged man with the surname Song left, he murmured to himself on the steps in front of the door ...

And when Bai Yushu was talking with a middle-aged warrior with the surname of Song, the Thunder Thunder team headed by Lu Qingyan also rushed to the city gate at full speed.

Of course, the warriors guarding the city gate did not dare to stop, and let them quickly leave the giant city and drift away in the distance ...

After a long while, Lu Qingyan ordered Cao Kequn and the old man to take the team to rest in situ, thirty miles away from Jucheng City, and then went alone into the deep hills to disappear.

"Why do you want boss Lu to be so mysterious? Isn't that the way to track!" Cao Kequn looked at the disappearing back of Lu Qingyan and couldn't help asking the little old man standing next to him.

I saw the stupid little old man looked at Cao Kequn with a smile, and replied without warning: "Since it is mysterious and mysterious, there must be a reason to do so."

"If you're curious, wait for my boss to come back later, you can ask."

"Eh!" Cao Kequn smiled awkwardly: "No, Cao is just a little curious. Don't worry about Deng."

The old man named Deng smiled slyly, and then he didn't care about Cao Kequn anymore. He found a big stone and sat up with his eyes closed.

At the same time, Lu Qingyan, who went deep into the hills alone, did not go far. After releasing his ground consciousness to confirm the safety around him, he stopped.

Then I chose a relatively flat place, and quickly took out the storage stone that Bai Rushan had thrown at him.

In a blink of an eye, Lu Qingyan took out from the storage stone the three law enforcement members Wang Le killed in the narrow lane of Jucheng City, and the old man in the blue shirt who was finally killed and left the whole body.

Lu Qingyan placed the four bodies on a flat ground and arranged them in a row, followed by a solemn expression, and took out a scarlet sharp weapon from the sleeve of his robe.

At this moment, if Wang Le or the obese Licheng host is present, he will definitely change his face and become vigilant.

Because of this scarlet sharp-edged weapon that Lu Qingyan took out, the same evil atmosphere as the evil Xiuhua century was exuded in the invisible.

There is no doubt that this small scarlet arrow, which is only thick with a small thumb and less than ten centimeters in length, is the evil weapon sacrificed by evil cultivation with countless human lives.

"Under Lu's nine sons' soul-hunting arrows, there is nowhere to run for Duan Beiheng of the Bidou Palace, and you can't escape the throne too!"

Lu Qingyan, holding a scarlet arrow in his hand, murmured to himself, his eyes glowed with a dangerous light, looking more and more gloomy.

Immediately, he saw Lu Qingyan sitting cross-legged, and then saw the evil spirited Jiuzi Chasing Arrows thrown into the air, then quickly pinched his judgment, and finally missed something.

Then, after seeing the scarlet arrows thrown into the air, there was a faint black smoke, and after a short time, this black smoke actually outlined the dim baby heads, exactly nine.

And at this moment, there was a gust of wind blowing from the air around this moment. At this moment, the temperature of the air seemed to drop to below zero, which was appalling.

"Woohoo ..."

As the wind whimpered, nine scorpion heads formed by the nine emperor's soul-seeking arrows with black smoke magic emperor rushed from the air to the four corpses on the ground.

Immediately, the nine black skulls turned into nine black smoke were quickly drilled into the five holes such as the mouth, ears, and eyes of the four bodies.

The Nine Sons Soul Purse remained silently in the mid-air space above the four bodies, while continuing to emit a faint black smoke.

After a while, the four bodies were shrouded in black smoke constantly emitted from them, and they were not real.

Sitting at the side of the side, Lu Qingyan's face remained unchanged, and his mouth continued to read words. His hands were like flowers and butterflies facing the Jiuzi Chasing Arrow in the air in front of him, and he quickly made various decisions.

After about a cup of tea, Lu Qingyan, whose sweat was on his forehead, finally stopped, looking at the place shrouded in black smoke, and muttered to himself: "Throne, those who were killed by you All have your blood. "

"Now they are all collected by Lu Mou denying Jiuzi Chasing the Arrow. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I can find you!"

Just when Lu Qingyan was talking to himself, he saw that Jiuzi's soul-chasing arrow suspended in midair suddenly produced an invisible suction.

Followed by the black smoke that enveloped the four bodies on the ground, the brain was absorbed by the nine sub-pursuit arrows.

At the same time, in the process, the baby's skull, which was transformed into pieces, was absorbed by the nine smokes by the nine sons after the black smoke. The smoke was absorbed by the Jiuzi Chasing Arrows suspended in the air, leaving no trace.

At this time, the four corpses placed side by side on the ground were not human, and all except blood and flesh disappeared.

One way is that people die for the worst, and they still suffer such crimes when they die. It can only be said that there has been too much sin in the last life and this life.

If Wang Le saw the corpse of the old man in the blue shirt become like this, he would rather not leave the whole body and smash it into thousands.

Closer to home, Lu Qingyan, sitting on the ground, saw that the black smoke was put away by Jiuzi's soul-hunting arrow, and his handsome face showed satisfaction, and then stood up.

At the same time, Lu Qingyan made a big move into the air, and the Jiuzi Chasing Arrow quickly flew back into his hand.

Then Lu Qingyan uttered the tactics, and the Jiuzi Soul Chasing Arrow in his hand quickly shrank to only the size of an embroidery needle.

It wasn't over. I followed Lu Qingyan's mouth opened, and then he took a careful look and put the nine-pin quiver arrow, the size of an embroidery needle, under the tongue.

After all this was done, Lu Qingyan glanced at the four skinny corpses before leaving, waving his expressionless sleeves.

After seeing these four bodies as if they had been decayed for hundreds of thousands of years, they immediately weathered in Lu Qingyan's sleeves, and in the true sense, they were frustrated.

"Don't blame me Lu Qingyan, you can only blame the throne."

Lu Qingyan mumbled to himself in a vague manner, followed his steps and left the place, forming an afterimage running from the original road to the periphery of the hilly area.

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