As soon as Yin Xiaohan raised his feet, someone rushed to tell him about someone's murder.
A pool of blood blurred the ground, and everyone around was scared to stay three feet away
Turning over suddenly, Yin Xiaohan was shocked to see that this was actually a member of his secret alliance. Has his tracking been discovered?
Moreover, the person who killed him was also very skilled in martial arts. It seemed that he had wiped his neck with very fine silk thread.
"There are still words written in blood on the ground: Wait to die!"
The word "death" pierced Yin Xiaohan's black pupils like a sharp object breaking through a chrysalis.
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He couldn't believe that this was really the murderous devil known as "Sisi messing with ears" in the world, Wu Ersi?
Unexpectedly, a majestic General Sima would even dare to invite such a demon. For Yin Xiaohan, this is not only a good opportunity, but also the most difficult difficulty to overcome.
Wuersi is a strange flower in the martial arts world. He likes to spin and weave threads every day. Like a woman, he always sells cloth for a living. What's funny is that he has two principles for selling cloth that ordinary people can't understand: he doesn't sell to good people.
, don’t sell evil people
He was quite interested in getting to know this strange man Wuersi. If he could draw him to his side, maybe he would be in a different situation.
It remains to be seen whether the abyss dragon or the ice cave snow fox is more powerful!
The long flute sound floated out, like beads falling from a silver plate, and the spring water tinkled. It was surrounded by dense bamboo forests. This was a huge pure natural bamboo forest garden in Mingluo City, with a moat slowly flowing out next to it.
Then, Yin Xiaohan played faster, and the hunting autumn wind ruffled the corners of his white robe, and traced a hint of gloom under his fair face.
In the distance, a crooked shadow flickered and appeared. Yes, Yin Xiaohan knew that he finally met that person.
"Then am I a good person or a bad person?"
The sound of the flute stopped, and he tilted his head slightly, only to see a ragged little boy of about ten years old picking up bamboo leaves.
Staring at him with a pair of innocent and innocent eyes, the little boy chuckled and continued to ask in a voice as sweet as heaven, "Master, may I ask whether I am a good person or a bad person?"
Yin Xiaohan's expression changed drastically. He who had always been so good at predicting things couldn't figure out that this was the legendary Wuersi?
Could he be Wuersi's son?
But when did you hear about Wuersi getting a wife?