"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't dare to refute and quickly backed away.
The night wind blew slightly, fluttering the white robes of the people in white, giving them a graceful and dusty air.
"Beiming Changfeng, I really underestimated you." His fingertips brushed the pink lotus in front of the railing. The man in white glanced at the firelight that reflected half of the sky, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes: "You ruined my whole plan, look.
Come on, I have to pay attention to you."
With a slight movement of his fingertips, a blooming lotus was cut off at the waist, broke out of the hand of the man in white, and fell into the water of the pond.
Flushing his sleeves, the man in white turned around.
"Pfft." The white-haired man sitting on the ground at the door of the white-clothed man's small building was giving poison. At this time, a mouthful of poisonous blood spurted out, and his face was so purple that it was almost black.
"Guest, hurry up, save me." The white-haired man opened his eyes and looked at the man in white, and couldn't help but beg for help in a hoarse voice.
His internal injuries have not healed yet. At this time, he can only force the poison to not spread, but he can no longer force the poison out.
"Save you?" The man in white looked at the white-haired man with a smile in his eyes: "Okay."
After saying that, he walked forward, raised his hand lightly, and hit the white-haired man on the head with a palm.
"Pfft." The white-haired man, whose face was full of joy but had not yet spread, was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked at the elegant man in white in disbelief and said intermittently: "You...guest...you killed...
…”
"People who are no longer useful to me have any right to stay in the world." The smile on the man in white's face remained unchanged, but he looked at the white-haired man as if he were looking at an ant.
Taught him the mysterious martial arts, told him the secrets of the Qin family, invested so much in his Lingnan place, but didn't get what he needed. Instead, today's building collapsed, allowing others to catch everyone in one fell swoop. They were just a bunch of losers.
In this case, there is no need to keep a person who knows the martial arts of another clan.
The white-haired man's eyes and ears began to bleed, and he pointed at the man in white with trembling fingers: "White...guest...you...you..."
Before he finished speaking, the person was already slowly falling backwards.
The man in white brushed his sleeves and walked past the white-haired man without changing his expression. He said slowly: "Guest Bai, I have already made it clear that I am just your guest. You still expect me to go through fire and water for you. This is too unkind."
Already."
The sound is light, like the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the fragrance is far clearer.
Night, deep black...
In this depth, a ray of fire shot up into the sky, like a bright lamp lighting up half of the sky.
The small building was instantly enveloped in flames, and the entire building was burned.
"Ah, there's a fire, it's bad." King Lingnan, who was coming from afar, looked at the sudden flames soaring into the sky, and his expression suddenly changed...
The place where the mysterious man lives is on fire. The situation is...
"They are inside, this is...this is, they want to escape, hurry, they must escape." King Lingnan's mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately guessed what the mysterious person inside was planning.
Just as he screamed, Beiming Changfeng had already grabbed him and rushed towards the small building engulfed in flames like a roc spreading its wings.
The flames were heavy and the sky was filled with orange.
Fire, fire everywhere...
A rich smell of tung oil filled the flames, and the wind drove the fire. The tung oil crazily devoured everything in the small building, leaving nothing behind. "Go and do it." The man in white said in a faint voice.
"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't dare to refute and quickly backed away.
The night wind blew slightly, fluttering the white robes of the people in white, giving them a graceful and dusty air.
"Beiming Changfeng, I really underestimated you." His fingertips brushed the pink lotus in front of the railing. The man in white glanced at the firelight that reflected half of the sky, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes: "You ruined my whole plan, look.
Come on, I have to pay attention to you."
With a slight movement of his fingertips, a blooming lotus was cut off at the waist, broke out of the hand of the man in white, and fell into the water of the pond.
Flushing his sleeves, the man in white turned around.
"Pfft." The white-haired man sitting on the ground at the door of the white-clothed man's small building was giving poison. At this time, a mouthful of poisonous blood spurted out, and his face was so purple that it was almost black.
"Guest, hurry up, save me." The white-haired man opened his eyes and looked at the man in white, and couldn't help but beg for help in a hoarse voice.
His internal injuries have not healed yet. At this time, he can only force the poison to not spread, but he can no longer force the poison out.
"Save you?" The man in white looked at the white-haired man with a smile in his eyes: "Okay."
After saying that, he walked forward, raised his hand lightly, and hit the white-haired man on the head with a palm.
"Pfft." The white-haired man, whose face was full of joy but had not yet spread, was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked at the elegant man in white in disbelief and said intermittently: "You...guest...you killed...
…”
"People who are no longer useful to me have any right to stay in the world." The smile on the man in white's face remained unchanged, but he looked at the white-haired man as if he were looking at an ant.
Taught him the mysterious martial arts, told him the secrets of the Qin family, invested so much in his Lingnan place, but didn't get what he needed. Instead, today's building collapsed, allowing others to catch everyone in one fell swoop. They were just a bunch of losers.
In this case, there is no need to keep a person who knows the martial arts of another clan.
The white-haired man's eyes and ears began to bleed, and he pointed at the man in white with trembling fingers: "White...guest...you...you..."
Before he finished speaking, the person was already slowly falling backwards.
The man in white brushed his sleeves and walked past the white-haired man without changing his expression. He said slowly: "Guest Bai, I have already made it clear that I am just your guest. You still expect me to go through fire and water for you. This is too unkind."
Already."
The sound is light, like the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the fragrance is far clearer.
Night, deep black...
In this depth, a ray of fire shot up into the sky, like a bright lamp lighting up half of the sky.
The small building was instantly enveloped in flames, and the entire building was burned.
"Ah, there's a fire, it's bad." King Lingnan, who was coming from afar, looked at the sudden flames soaring into the sky, and his expression suddenly changed...
The place where the mysterious man lives is on fire. The situation is...
"They are inside, this is...this is, they want to escape, hurry, they must escape." King Lingnan's mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately guessed what the mysterious person inside was planning.
Just as he screamed, Beiming Changfeng had already grabbed him and rushed towards the small building engulfed in flames like a roc spreading its wings.
The flames were heavy and the sky was filled with orange.
Fire, fire everywhere...
A rich smell of tung oil filled the flames, and the wind drove the fire. The tung oil crazily devoured everything in the small building, leaving nothing behind.