Su Luo took two steps back and gave up her position to Uncle Biao.
Uncle Biao walked up to the corpse of the man in green and squatted down, his hands like bear paws trembling slightly at this moment.
Uncle Biao tightened his fists and finally pinched the clothes of the man in Tsing Yi's body.
Crash, a sound of fabric being torn.
All the clothes on the man in green were torn, exposing his lean chest.
Uncle Biao's eyes were fixed on the thin chest, and his eyes were fixed on the bloody handprint in the center of the chest.
Seeing the expected bloody handprint, Uncle Biao's body swayed and he almost fell down.
Su Luo saw the solemn look on Uncle Biao's face and had already guessed it.
"What's going on?" Su Luo asked anyway.
Uncle Biao stood up slowly, covered his forehead, regained consciousness, and then said to Su Luo: "This time, we are really in big trouble."
"I would like to hear the details." Su Luo's expression was still so calm and calm.
"There is a killer organization in the Western Region called Blooddala. Miss Su doesn't know about it, right?" Uncle Biao looked at Su Luo seriously and seriously.
But Su Luo shook her head in confusion: "I don't know."
Uncle Biao: "Impossible! Although Blooddala is not as terrifying as the first killer organization, it is the second-ranked killer organization, specializing in the business of killing people. It is famous in the Western Regions. Miss Su really doesn't know
?”
Su Luo nodded: "I have been living in the old forests of the mountains since I was a child, living an isolated life, so I don't know these common sense in the demon world."
In just one sentence, Su Luo explained that she was not familiar with the demon world.
Uncle Biao was now convinced of Su Luo. He nodded and said to Su Luo: "This killer organization only works for money and has no morality at all. This time, the people over there may have spent a lot of money."
Uncle Biao pointed to the body of the man in green on the ground and said to Su Luo: "This killer organization is very arrogant. They will leave a bloody fingerprint on someone's door before killing someone. This killer, if I am not wrong, is seeking revenge."
Dead bird.”
Uncle Biao pointed at the man in green on the ground.
Sure enough, the body of the man in Tsing Yi, who was still lying on the ground, turned into a breeze and disappeared into the vast wasteland.
"The death bird means that we will die next." Uncle Biao looked at Su Luo seriously, "This is not a joke."
Su Luo snorted and smiled: "Looks like I had some fun."
Seeing Su Luo's excitement about trying, Uncle Biao smiled bitterly in his heart. As expected of a girl who grew up in the mountains and forests, even though her cultivation level was very high, she still didn't understand the outside world well enough.
Blooddala, what a terrifying organization that is, she actually said it was fun?
Uncle Biao was deeply frightened about the road ahead. He even asked Su Luo: "Should we turn back and take a circuitous path? Although that path will be much longer, the people of Xue Du Luo,
Maybe I don’t know.”
Su Luo looked at Uncle Biao angrily: "Didn't you say that this whole Western Region is dominated by Blood Turra? Do they know the secrets you know?"
Uncle Biao thought about it, and finally he could only sigh dejectedly.
He is really not optimistic about the future.
Xiaoyang held Uncle Biao in his small hand, raised his little face, and showed a pale smile to Uncle Biao. He said: "Originally, this life was lost last time. Every day I live now is stolen, isn't it?