Chapter 1843: Nine Kings gather together to disturb the capital 16

Xiying smiled coldly and flew out like a cheetah. The saber flashed. Before he fell, he was still flying in the air, and he quickly cut his esophagus. After falling, only a body with still warmth was left. Like a man in black, a few seconds later, a bunch of blood spurted out, dyeing the tiny gravel on the beach red, and under the lights of the headlights, it looked particularly charming.

He flew up again, rose into the air, and followed the shadows quickly.

kill!

A red thread on his neck, blood gushed into the sky, flew up and fell one by one, becoming a corpse destined to die. The man in black who died at the last could not bear this way, but he watched his companion go to find the cruel torture of Yan Luo before him, his eyes were round and his liver and gallbladder were broken and he died.

From the beginning to the end of the killing, everything is gone in a few minutes!

Although these dozens of men in black all had extraordinary skills, they encountered Xiying, which was destined to be their disaster. Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, Xiying's expression became colder and colder, adding a breath of death to the quiet night. After a moment, the coldness disappeared, and an elegant smile appeared on his face again.

At this moment, the other people who had watched this scene clearly were stunned, with unpredictable panic on their faces, and obviously they could not move and ran away. Zhao Changyun was still better, but his calves were trembling and his cold sweat was covered in cold sweat.

In the past, Zhao Changyun had personally felt this murderous aura on his master Wang Meng, but Wang Meng was his master. The two were in different positions. This time, the murderous intent he felt from Xiying was more direct and shocking.

He obviously underestimated Xiying's ability. At this moment, Zhao Changyun suddenly realized that if he had nothing to do, how could he not drive away but come here to wait for his arrival?

Xiying patted the spotless but wrinkled clothes after the killing. She walked to Zhao Changyun, and a harmless smile appeared, shouting: "Zhao Changyun."

Although Xiying's voice was very soft and light, when he thought of the scenes that were so cruel that they could be called perverted blood, Zhao Changyun's body shivered unexpectedly, "Master Xiying, I was wrong, please let me go! He will be grateful to you. As long as the commander speaks, I will only follow you in the future!"

The young man in front of him looked like a handsome man, but now his devil image has been deeply implanted into his bone marrow and blood. Zhao Changyun tried his best to control his throat to prevent his voice from vibrating, but his strong sense of fear in his heart tore and tear up his only self-esteem.

He glanced at the other people who were scared and passed by his compassion, and actually knelt down with tears in his eyes. He suddenly seemed to have grown old like he was nearly ten years old.

After the killing just now, Xiying's violent heart became much less violent. His eyes at Zhao Changyun were no longer as bright as the smile seemed to be, but he was actually murderous.

Regardless of whether others are crazy or not, the bloody night is destined to be a nightmare that Zhao Changyun will never be able to escape for the rest of his life. If Zhao Changyun is a smart person, he will know how to be a human being, whether it is as secretive as if he is ashamed of this matter or his fear of himself!

Besides, Xiying didn't want to kill him. The bloody scene just now was just to destroy Zhao Changyun's will. Seeing Zhao Changyun's dog slave looking down, the others were so scared that they were mentally retarded and funny, and the effect was obviously extraordinary.

"No matter who your master is, go back and tell him that this battlefield will be our side. I don't want to see any trace of you in this Japan again. This time, I will let you go. Next time, no matter whether I meet any of you again, I will never let you go."

Xiying did not look back, and naturally he did not see the vicious look in his eyes when Zhao Changyun raised his head, but that's the case, just as his young master said, all the conspiracies were nothing in the face of powerful strength.

The most important thing is that Xiying had already felt an invisible force pressing against them. As the leader of the Blood Sect, he knew nothing. Dong Bo's performance made Xiying even more confused. Xiying had a very bad premonition, that was, something happened to the Blood Sect, or the young master.

This idea suddenly appeared when I saw Zhao Changyun just now. The reason why Xiying did not kill Zhao Changyun was because Xiying felt that there were still third-party forces around.

This feeling is very bad.

The drizzle in the sky gradually became heavier, and raindrops as big as rice poured down. When I opened the car window, a fresh smell of wetness immediately floated in.

The ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang, showing a Li Xiangjun's number.

Xiying adjusted her mood and called.

"Hey, is it Xiying?" The voice was soft and sexy.

"Are you Xiangjun?" Xiying asked in a pretended uncertain tone, neither ostentatious nor implicit, and an appropriate tone.

"Well, you have a conscience, and you haven't forgotten me so soon." Li Xiangjun was filled with a hint of joy.

"Miss Li, what are you looking for?" Xiying said in a slightly hoarse voice, with a special temptation.

"Can't you look for you if you're fine?" Li Xiangjun chuckled and said, "I've already arrived at the place where you live. To be honest, I'm not sure this is the place where a man lives, it's so clean and tidy."

"What should men live in?"

"It's a mess, hey, have you done your business? When will you come back? Can you come back tonight?"

"If you want me to come back, I will come back."

"Then you come back soon, I'll wait for you, hurry up."

Xiying's mouth slightly raised, closed her cell phone, drove to the destination quickly. As soon as she got on the highway, she saw a bullet following her. Whether Xiying entered the bustling avenue or the remote path, it was always with him quickly and slowly.

Xiying shook her head disdainfully. This kind of tracking technique seems good, but it is full of flaws. Anyone who is a little alert can see something inappropriate, let alone him!

Xiying quickly dialed a phone call. After the music on the phone rang for a long time, no one answered it, which made his face look ugly instantly. Dong Bo's phone was still no one answered it, which was very abnormal. Everything he encountered today seemed to be abnormal. Xiying thought for a moment and then pressed Li Xiangjun's number. When the phone thought about the seventh sound, Li Xiangjun's voice came from the other end of the phone, which also made Xiying breathe a sigh of relief.

"Western Eagle, have you arrived?"

At the moment when he heard the sound, the stone hanging in Xiying's heart finally fell down. Only then did he suddenly feel how much he cared about this woman!
Chapter completed!