The green skirt of her clothes completely blended into the surrounding grass. Liuyue squatted in the grass and looked coldly at the front. She was definitely a master of hiding traces, and he was approaching her little by little.
In his hand, he held a long sword impregnated with poison. The pitch-black blade was faintly red and black, and he didn't know how much poison had been poured into it.
It seems that these people have been prepared and are waiting for them here.
Also, if you can infiltrate the palace guards and knock them off the cliff with all your strength, how could you not send someone to wait here first? What you did is really thorough.
A cold smile formed at the corner of her mouth. Liuyue suddenly reached out and grabbed the mouth and nose of the green-clothed man who had walked in front of her but found nothing. The soft sword in his hand swiped across the throat. The green-clothed man groaned.
Without a sound, he fell down.
Letting go of the dead man in green, Liu Yue turned around and disappeared into the grass.
"Huhu." A slight wind blew.
There was a flash of silver light, and the sound of Feng Qi disappeared, leaving only a touch of blood.
"Cuckoo, Cuckoo." The grasshopper in the grass is not a strange thing.
Silver flashed, and the man in green stared at Liu Yue, who had stabbed him in the throat with a sword, and his eyes were full of horror.
"The scream is not realistic enough." Liu Yue gestured to him silently, sneered and drew out the sharp sword in her hand.
Moving around, I saw Liu Yue like a poisonous snake, silently approaching the prey. When the prey thought they were the hunters, it was already swallowed by her.
There was a flash of silver light, a sword kill, and blood was brewing in the tall grass.
The emerald green skirt is elusive.
Eleven, Liu Yue wiped the blood on the sword on the dead body, and disappeared into the grass again in a flash.
The sound of the wind was gone, the chirping of the grasshopper was gone, and the sound of the grass waving slightly was gone. Everything seemed to be quiet, and it seemed as if it was always so quiet.
The last remaining man in green was horrified. No matter how he sent out the code, the others were as if they were thrown into the sea. There was no reply, as if they had all disappeared.
"Hoo, ho..." No, still no.
A layer of cold sweat has sprung up on my back. What is going on? What happened?
There is no murderous intent, no sound, nothing, obviously no one around, so where are these people? Where are they?