"You stay, keep staring, one to notify the thousand households."

"good."

The three of them moved their heads, and the red leaves settled in the tea money, followed by the carriage, and used the building along the way.

The carriage went all the way out of the city and arrived in a forest on the outskirts of the city.

In the carriage, a middle -aged man looked anxious, restless, and held a letter in his hand. As the "boss" of the Wu family's house, he was also the "family owner" of the Wu family of Luancheng today.

With the relationship between the local clan and the second brother of the DPRK, the Wu family's life in Luancheng can be described as smooth and smooth.

But all this has a turning point.

A few days ago, Jingzhong sent a bad news. Wu He, who was working in the capital, died on the way to escort. The official court's official prosecution would take some days before it will come down.

There is a sadness in the family, and the dead is deep.

The boss Wu was fighting and prepared for the aftermath, but he was also insomnia all night. He was worried that his family was in a slump. But last night, he accidentally received a letter.

The letter only said that he invited him to the city secret meeting, and the handwriting was clearly familiar.

"Isn't there a place?" Boss Wu was restless, and the car curtain was opened countless times.

The eldest son of the car pursed his lips, held the reins, and said:

"Daddy, it's just ahead."

After a pause, asked, "Who do you come to see?"

The boss Wu shook his head, his eyes, some uncertainty, some expectations, and ... A restlessness:

"Know when you arrive."

Speaking, the carriage passed through the mottled woods, crushed the plants on the ground, and finally arrived at the predetermined place.

I didn't see anyone.

The father and son of the Wu family were puzzled. Suddenly, when he saw that the light in front of him was distorted, the empty forest land room suddenly appeared.

The headed by the rivers and lakes is dressed in the rivers and lakes, wrapped in a gray robe, but holding a method in my hand. At this moment, the vitality faded slowly.

Method!

The father and son of the Wu family were shocked. I don't know why the practitioners appeared here.

I was anxious, and suddenly, after the rivers and lakes, I walked out of one person.

Wearing a plain gown, fifty years old, a literati beard, looking at it complicatedly:

"Brother, you are here."

"Second brother!" The boss Wu was shocked and trembled, his eyes widened:

"You haven't died? But Jingzhong sent a message, say ..."

Wu He sighed, his expression was complicated, stepped forward, grabbed his elder brother's hand, and sinking:

"There are a few words in this matter. I don't know how to say. This time, there is only one thing. The elder brother goes back to settle down the house as soon as possible, waiting for the news, and prepare for leaving your family."

"What? Leaving?" The middle -aged man was frightened, as if thinking of something, his face changed suddenly:

"You, isn't it ..."

At this time, the monk dressed by the rivers and lakes suddenly moved the auricle, suddenly, looked at somewhere outside the woods, and drank anger:

"Who hides there!"

During the talk, the wrist turned, and a poisonous dart wrapped in the vitality threw it out.

Cover the light between the woods and attack somewhere.

The sound of "whine".

The "red leaves" hiding in the dark are only dangerous, and the short knife is across the body like lightning.

"bite!"

In the sound of metal hoe, the darts accurately blocked, but also exposed the figure.

"Kill her!"

The rivers and lakes yelled, and a few people behind him, pulled the knife, the boots crossed the ground, raised the clusters of withered leaves.

The red leaves change color, and the heart knows that at this moment, a mottled long gun bombed the air waves, from a distance outside the forest, breaking the wind.

"Ah!" In the scream, the rivers and lakes were instantly penetrated, and their bodies flew backwards under the strength of the long gun, and then they were "nailed" on a big tree alive.

Li Tong, who is like a javelin, has a rags, Li Qianjia pulls up the shadow, steps into the battlefield, fingers a bounce, a few instruments steel nails, and the remaining martial arts are nailed to the tree.

This was slowly approaching from the frightened eyes of the Wu family: "Are you Wuhe?"

Wu Yushi, who had died, had no blood in his face: "How can you know ..."

Li Tong thought for a while, admired: "Qi Ping said."
Chapter completed!