"You... OK, Bing'er can stay, but if you want to use her to achieve any goal, I won't be polite."
The two of them broke down and Luo Xing'er had no choice but to leave alone.
Halfway through the way, the wind suddenly burst out with murderous intent. Luo Xing'er raised her eyebrows and stood still.
A group of figures appeared in front of him, and they appeared like ghosts in the darkness, covered with black turbans, only pairs of bright black eyes were exposed.
They scattered and surrounded Luo Xing'er like falling geese. They were well-trained and blocked Luo Xing'er's possible escape angle.
Luo Xing'er's cold eyes swept over them one by one, and a sharp look appeared in her black eyes.
"So it's you, what do you want?" Luo Xing'er snorted. She had already recognized that they were the team of Night Walkers in the tomb.
However, these people didn't make much noise from beginning to end, nor did they do anything, which made it difficult to guess their origins. It is really not an ordinary team to keep them confidential.
One of the men who seemed to be the leader raised their heads: "Take the box and cooperate, we won't do anything to you!"
Luo Xing'er spread her hands and lazily: "I don't think you're blind. I want to get that box too, but unfortunately it was taken away by that man. If you ask me to take it, I don't have it either."
"Hmph, don't think we don't know that you and that man are in the same group, and they are already living together. His things are not yours, but they deliberately perform that scene, which is confusing."
Luo Xing'er's eyes turned cold: "How do you know these things?"
I actually knew that they had lived together, so... these people did what Bing'er did.
"How do we know that it doesn't matter? What's important is that the master wants to warn you not to be too arrogant. A strong dragon will not defeat a local snake. You two are indeed very skilled, but don't think you can run rampant and even snatch things from us. Two fists are hard to beat.
Thousands of troops, don’t interfere in major events in the capital, otherwise the ending of the little girl will be your future.” The leader’s proud warning seemed to be the support of the person behind the scenes, which made them feel that no one dared to disobey.
Luo Xing'er's expression became even colder, and there was a strong murderous aura on her body. Sure enough, Bing'er's affairs were related to these people.
While they were not hurting a little girl, they still dared to be so complacent. Her anger was nowhere to vent tonight!
"You are right, but your fists are hard to defeat thousands of troops, but you are more than enough to deal with you! If you are still alive and have the life, go back and tell your master that if you have the ability, you will come openly and will only be small
It's so dirty for a girl to start."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xing'er soared into the air like a phantom, and her speed was always amazing.
Even though the night walkers were prepared, they still missed the opportunity and allowed her to occupy a high position. They hurriedly dispersed, but Luo Xing'er did not directly attack them, but just threw out a few talismans and opened a barrier.
Instead, a whistle sounded from his mouth, and a firebird-like spirit beast emerged out of thin air. It was huge in size, with gorgeous feathers, and its graceful figure was dazzling.
Luo Xing'er jumped on Zhuque's back and waved his hand coldly: "It's all destroyed!"
The huge sharp mouth of the Vermilion Bird opened, and the raging flames gushed out instantly, submerging the night walkers in the fire. After the firelight, most of them were wiped out, and there was no trace of the corpse. The surrounding scenery was even burned.