I saw Yang Xiaolan. Although her face was still gorgeous at this time, it felt like she had grown several years older, twenty-seven or eight years old.

However, in fact, this girl's real age should be only eighteen.

I know that this is the credit of the evil ghost that we possessed Yang Xiaolan when we were in the ancient tomb of Nanming. It made Yang Xiaolan more power that ordinary people could not imagine, and it was many times stronger than before. However, all of this was at the cost of his rapid aging. Life has been so fast that decades, at this speed, I am afraid that Yang Xiaolan will not live for a few years. As beautiful as before, with a slightly bulging belly, Yang Xiaolan blocked me with interest. Next to her, there was a short and fat bald old man holding the slightly raised waist of this beautiful woman and squinted his eyes at me.

There was a smile on his face, but the light in his eyes was even colder than the snow and ice of the 39th day.

And behind me, there was a man who was completely trapped in a black robe, standing upright like a telephone pole, as stable as Mount Tai, and on his right shoulder, a scimitar was slapped across his body.

Expert!

Intuition told me that every person who showed up here was an absolute master. Every person like this, every person, is much stronger than the Fan Gong I had encountered before. This situation made me feel like I was being penetrated by a little lamb into the wolf pack. When Yang Xiaolan saw me pulling out the little sword, he couldn't help but smile: "Erdan, we haven't seen each other for a long time, there is no need to draw the sword at the same time as we meet, right?"

She snuggled in front of me without any scruples. This situation made me feel a little savory - although I don't like the evil woman Yang Xiaolan, at least... my first kiss was taken away by her, right?

No matter what, you have to respect me at least?

However, the other party didn't care about my thoughts. The bald man squinted his eyes and looked at me for a while, then he smiled slightly, "I'm really curious. Such a boy can actually make my white paper fan, the chief weapon refiner and the deli consecrated. This time I saw it, but my god, is it because this world is getting worse or I'm old? Why can't I understand, what's going on?" The bald man said mockingly, but when I heard this sentence, I trembled all over, and was terrified, and said in surprise: "You are... the big boss of Jiyun Club, Zhu Jianlong?"

This is a bold speculation. Jiyun Club is the most destructive malignant tumor entrenched in the Jinling generation. Its leader Zhu Jianlong and the Zhu family directly under him are the most destructive gangs. This Jiyun Club large-scale official has always been strange and elusive. It has hardly been revealed in recent years. It is the most cautious. No matter what the branch office is, the provincial bureau, except for some text descriptions, he can hardly find specific information about him.

How could he appear here and be blocked at the intersection in front of me?

But, how many people in this world would say such words?

And just when I was shocked inexplicably, I seemed to think that I was not shocked enough. He actually smiled: "Hey, this little cannonzizi is quite clever. I didn't expect that it was me at once. I couldn't help but want to accept him as an apprentice for such a clever guy." This was also acknowledging his identity. Yang Xiaolan next to him said: "Old Zhu, you have thought about it yourself. Although this guy is a good piece of material, the person who touches him has never had a good end. My father started accepting him as an apprentice, but in the end, he was shot to death by the official family. Do you still want to repeat my father's mistakes?"

When Yang Xiaolan said this, the bald man chuckled and waved his hand: "Haha, little baby, you need to say it. I know, it's a bloody hatred. It's just the right thing to do to get rid of this kid, right?"

Yang Xiaolan snorted and his eyes fluttered. The bald man immediately turned his head and said to me: "Although you are a man who can be made, you have offended someone you shouldn't be offended and made my little baby unhappy. Since that's the case, then there is only the word "death". Boy, don't think about running. Behind you is my personal guard, the death-taking quick knife Jingchen, can split all the bullets out of the barrel with one knife. No one in the entire Jinling City is as fast as his, so, if you have any last words, you can tell me quickly!"

The opponent was unexpectedly strong and could crush me any one person came out. This situation made me silent for a while, and then said with a wry smile: "Is it necessary to deal with me as a little person?"

Yang Xiaolan smiled unruly: "We were passing by, and we happened to meet you. We cooked it easily, but it was a matter of worry. Besides, you had received favor from my father that day and soaked a pot of good medicine. I guess the things inside were more effective than others. I found someone to see that my heart disease requires fourteen souls to fill it up. After careful calculation, you should be the 14th. Think about it, it's really fate. It seems that your heart is the treasure left by my father for me. After eating it, I will be better."

After saying these harsh words, they naturally had to go forward and take action. As the leader of a society, the bald man Zhu Jianlong naturally would not roll up his sleeves and come forward to take me. Yang Xiaolan had no intention of that, so he took action with the guy named Jingchen, the Deadly Quick Sword.

My right hand was holding the small sword, and my left hand secretly reached into my arms, trying to pinch the wind talisman and ran away quickly. However, as soon as I had an action, Yang Xiaolan said, "Do you think I don't know that you have Li Daozi's talisman? But don't waste it. In front of Lao Zhu, all tricks will be wasted. You should take out the ability to tear Fan Gong to pieces that day, otherwise you will have to die here in minutes."

Yang Xiaolan's warning was light, but I knew that she would not lie to me in this regard - Li Daozi's talisman bag was always in her hands, and she knew the most about what trump card I had.

The deadly quick knife was approaching step by step. What the bald man said just now was to kill me, not to kidnap me, which made me feel a feeling of despair, just like the five heroes of Langya Mountain who saw the enemy troops all over the mountains and surging up. My hand on the hilt of the sword tightened and gritted my teeth, thinking that this time it might be dead, but even if I was about to die, I had to fight to see if I could pull the two of them into the water. Thinking of this, when the knife was up with the knife and slashed with a simple and clear knife, my body suddenly moved, then dodged to the side and waved to stab.

My sword stabbed the man in the chest, but the moment I just drew the sword, the knife in the other party's hand slashed towards my wrist like a bolt of lightning.

This knife was not stagnant at all, decisive and determined, full of solemnity.

The other party is an absolute cold-blooded killer.

Just when the blade was about to cut off my arm, it was extremely critical. I finally withdrew my hand and avoided the knife. However, the strong wind on the blade sealed half of my hand and couldn't flow smoothly. With just one move, I was at a disadvantage. However, at this moment, I finally let go of the fear of life and death. Recalling the scene of fighting with the Dharma Rope Dojo, Fan Yingjie and others, I felt my eyes start to shine, and I actually took the quick knife down. Although I was a little embarrassed, it became a stalemate.

After a long time, Zhu Jianlong let go of his hand that had been hugging Yang Xiaolan's waist. He touched his nose and laughed: "You are so good. You can fight my personal guard for so many rounds. I believe this time. It's not completely unreasonable to hit Yang Dazi and Wang Bin in your hand!"

These words were praising me, but when I heard the fatal quick sword Jingchen's ears, my leader was telling his dissatisfaction with him. He felt tightened, but the sword in his hand was a little more exacerbated.

I was originally trying to escape from Jing Chen's fast sword, and I was already in a mess and could not cope with it. Unexpectedly, he suddenly became a little faster. Soon I was cut by a fast sword. On the left arm, a bloody mouth flew, and the scorching wound bloomed in an instant. I staggered and the deadly fast sword rose into the air, and the scimitar in my hand was about to take off my large head from the neck. However, at this moment, a golden star shone, and a "ding" sound, the fast sword stopped halfway. Then Jing Chen turned over, and when he stood on the ground again, the hand holding the knife shook several times uncontrollably.

I saw Zhu Jianlong and Yang Xiaolan both look at the wall behind me, so I followed me and saw a tall figure standing above me.

Zhu Jianlong still had a smile on his face and bowed his hands, but his tone was much more polite: "Jiyun Club is here to do business. If this friend is convenient, please be sure to give us a face. Now leave and pretend that he hasn't seen anything. In this way, I, Jiyun Club, will be rewarded in the future." The bald man politely and then soldiered, but the tall figure jumped and stopped beside me, and smiled and said, "Everyone swept the snow in front of the door, don't worry about the frost on others. This is right, but the person you are going to kill was chaotic with me before, and seeing that he was about to die under the knife, how could I bear to stand by and watch?"

The person who came was so ignorant, Zhu Jianlong raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "I heard from your tone, but the people from the Six Gates have never asked for advice?"

The man bowed politely and said, "Longhu Mountain, Li Haoran!"
Chapter completed!