Accompanied by the dark night, the past, and the ghostly crescent moon, the three of them passed through the ancient stone buildings and entered all kinds of thieves' dens and gambling caves.

Finally, I stopped at a bridge guarded by bronze stone statues. Under the pale moonlight that was lacking, it felt a gloomy and terrifying, adding a dark and ancient and sinister meaning.

The sarcastic moon looked down at the battlefield in the sky, as if mocking the empty and vicious trick that was about to come.

With a "swish--" sound, the sound of cold steel slashing through the air.

Ying Meng turned sideways slightly, feeling the arrows passing by her face, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Here comes.

The cold wind whistled, accompanied by the cold and scent of blood, and the horse's hooves trampled across the ground.

A silver-white piece of silver-white holding a sharp blade, standing neatly and orderly, with a torch-like look, with murderous aura and full of evil spirits.

Standing in the night, the shadow dream disappeared in the darkness, eyes were like an abyss, and the thin lips were lightly opened under the bridge of the nose. "In the most civilized way?"

Mingyue frowned slightly. "Haha, I said it was an accident... do you believe it?"

"I said I will take you to sacrifice the flag before the war begins. Do you agree?" Yingmeng narrowed her eyes slightly and was silent.

Before she could finish her words, several airflows flew over her cheeks, and this time it directly cut off her hair. Mischeming sounded one after another, watching dozens of people under the bridge overturned together, devastated and corpses everywhere. Ying Meng suddenly turned around and looked at Li Xin, who had not spoken, and his pupils shrank slightly.

If the weapon was for her, would she be sure to avoid it?

"This is Qiang Sheng's invented call Dad Crossbow." Faced with the common eyes of the two who were still facing each other, Xiao Xin held up the wooden box-like thing in his hand and explained awkwardly. "Don't you think you should pay attention to the soldiers rushing over first?"

Yingmeng flipped her wrist and shook it out. "..." Did she make the other party cry and call her parents? He really knows how to name her.

As the sword blade of Mingyue turned around, three thousand ink hair flew and flew, and the clothes dripped across the air and burst into sharp waves. "...", it was very fascinating.

Mingyue: "Little Star, I also want a magical weapon."

Yingmeng looked at the pink bubbles rising from a certain name over there and did not look at it inappropriately...

"The woman in red opposite, are you okay? Hahahaha!"

Yingmeng: "..." Have you ever experienced despair?

She dared to be in the same group as Mingyue and the other side. After being cut by a knife, she was even more sure that she would be able to hang up the line at this time?! This idea caused a series of reactions.

Mingyue: "Well, what

What's going on, Xiao Xingxing, is it bad for you to give us? You can't use it."

Xi Xin was silent for a moment, a little difficult to speak. "The reason why Qiang Sheng was named Dad Crossbow is because you have to recite it in your heart three times before using it. Qiang Sheng is a legend, Qiang Sheng is a myth, Qiang Sheng is the best daddy."

Mingyue's face looked a little ugly, barely enough to curl her thin lips, but she didn't curl any curves. She looked at the crossbow, then looked at the endless enemies in front of her, and Yingmeng...

Before she could make a decision, Ying Meng, covered in blood, clapped her hands to grab the crossbow. In Ming Yue's unbelievable gaze, she raised her hand and shot her way around, and for a moment, the corpse was everywhere.

Facing Mingyue's deep-sighted eyes, Yingmeng was a little embarrassed but still pretended to be calm. "It's okay, don't panic. When we go out, we will tell him who is the father."

The night is lonely, there is no moon or light, the artifact is in hand, all the fight has come to an end, is it true?

Ying Meng glanced indifferently at Mingyue who had never taken action from beginning to end. "The royal family of the Nether Clan is really interesting to face the dead soul."

Ming Yue snorted slightly, her eyes were still clear, and she did not show any panic because of the danger of Yingmeng. She even bent her lips slightly, bringing out the dimples on her cheeks. "Sister Wushuang, can she also summon the souls and ghosts?"

"I don't know what agreement you have reached with the people here. Oh, no, you are a living person during the day and a soul at night. You are not a ghost, so how can you be considered a human?" Ying Meng smiled slightly, and the twisted and hot light flashed in her eyes. She was still casual and lazy when she looked at it, and her thin lips half curled up some evil and playful arcs. "Mingyue, are you still pretending? Your mission?"

Mingyue's lips were slightly shrunk, and she looked wilted, with a little accusation in her eyes. "Sister Wushuang..."

Yingmeng looked down at the bridge, feeling in a mood to continue entanglement with Mingyue. "The rules of the genius training camp have always been very creative. Even if the target of killing someone succeeds, we all default to the original work, so we also mock the loopholes in the rules... But what if it is killing each other? Those who know that they want to kill their friends will suspect that their friends may also want to kill themselves? Even if they don't do it, if they know that someone wants to kill themselves... frankly, communication, cooperation, trust, friendship... they meet."

"Of course, it is possible, just for..." Before Mingyue could speak, Yingmeng raised her hand, and a bamboo slip flew out of Mingyue's body in black mist, and fell on Yingmeng's hand with a "splash". After unfolding, three gold-burning characters were revealed. "The world is unparalleled."

Mingyue looked innocent and confused, but the words that popped up in her mouth were not like that. "Oh, that's OK, there are indeed no rules... But Sister Wushuang, the rules also say that the murderer is well hidden. So can we infer that the identification must be waited until someone dies before it can be identified?"

"Oh, 金?" Yingmeng curled her lips, casually and lazy, not caring about anything that threatened her life. "Ah, thank you for your attempt, but unfortunately it's useless. Also, you all know the story of the Unparalleled World."

Yingmeng stood in the darkness and sinked, and no one knew what she was thinking. After a long silent time passed, she laughed out loud.

"Pa, Pa, Pa." Ying Mengfeng clapped his hands lightly, no more, no less, just three times.

The sound of high-fives is neither light nor heavy, but it seems to be some kind of ancient rhythm.

"Come on. Civilized duel..."

"Humans always have lofty ideals at the beginning, but they will eventually repeat the same mistakes. Sister Wushuang is sorry." Ming Yue just aimed the crossbow at Yingmeng when he saw thousands of troops gushing out of the darkness.

Mingyue was a little surprised, but when she saw those people bypassing them and just surrounded Yingmeng, she seemed to realize something. "The name Shi Wushuang often arouses people's resentment and arguments. It seems that Sister Wushuang doesn't need me to do it tonight."

She put away the crossbow, sat in Li Xin's arms with a smile, and wrapped it around Li Xin's neck. Li Xin looked at Yingmeng, hesitated for a moment, and finally, Mingyue didn't know what he said to him, so he hugged her and left.

Yingmeng held the sword, her sleeves fluttered, and she was waving. She seemed to have miscalculated this time, and that was a situation where one person could flatten them with one foot. Oh, no, there was no them, only her.

Yingmeng's eyes reflected under the bridge, the muddy and dirty river water seemed to look through the water to the other side of the water. "I forgot that there was another person..."

Yingmeng felt the power in her body fading away little by little, as if something was sucking her will. In order to make herself feel more comfortable, she slowly lay on the ground.

It was obvious that medicine was enough, but I chose the day when my "teammates" took action. In order to ensure that there was no mistake, I added another batch of troops. It was really rich and powerful.

Faced with the rapid fast holding the rope, Yingmeng struggled without any use, because she realized that no one could escape from a group of people in a weak state, and she knew better that the person would never allow accidents to take action.

In fact, this trial is really mainly aimed at the world's unparalleled.

From the beginning, hints, blood pools, premonitions, black fog, formations...

so……

actually……

If time is no longer a limit, then he is more than one person... The world is more than one person...

How cruel! Is he a move? What kind of power is this?

Age, experience, quantity... She lost without any worries.
Chapter completed!