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179. Chapter 179 The target of public criticism 6

Yun Zhao was slightly startled, get out? What got out? He didn't feel anything...

Before such thoughts had passed through his mind, Yun Zhao suddenly raised his eyes, there was someone, there was someone around.

Turning his eyes quickly, Yun Zhao took a deep look at Liu Yue, who had a murderous look on his face. There was shock and horror in his eyes. He didn't even notice that there was anyone around him. How could Liu Yue, who had no internal strength, sense that there was an ambush around her?

of?

Before Yun Zhao could think about it, a man in black slowly walked out from the darkness.

Dressed in black, there is no hint of popularity, as if the whole person has blended into the dark night. This ability to hide traces is really high.

"My master invites you." The man in black, with only one pair of eyes exposed, looked at Liuyue coldly and said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, several men in black appeared from several corners in the backyard of the inn. They did not hide their traces, and their murderous aura was completely released in the dark night courtyard, which was eerie and cold.

Liuyue didn't even look at the men in black around her. She narrowed her eyes slightly and dared to threaten her: "I won't go."

Those two decisive words were colder than the man in black.

The man in black's eyes flashed with murderous intent when he heard this: "Then don't blame us for being rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, the men in black who surrounded the entire backyard of the inn immediately rushed toward Liu Yue with swords in hand.

"You're welcome, I want to see how rude you guys are." Liu Yue was thinking about Xuanyuan Che at this moment, and she was so angry that she had no place to vent her anger, and these guys came to her door.

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed the Yao Qin on the stone table with five fingers, flipped it in the air and put it on his arm. With one stroke of his five fingers, several crisp sounds of the piano suddenly sounded one after another, and silent wind blades flew out.

"Bang bang bang..." Dull collisions sounded immediately one after another.

If one sound is false, use a pair of seven at the same time.

The wind has no direction, and the wind blade has no rules.

As long as the fingertips move towards somewhere, the wind blade will fly towards that direction.

Wind blade, one against many, the best martial arts.

Murderous aura was everywhere in the backyard of the inn.

The sound of the piano and the clash of weapons filled the entire night sky.


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