In the rockery.

The deacon in the black robe looked pale, holding a crutch in his hand, hiding in the shadow, restraining his breath all over his body.

A man and a woman appeared in the house opposite, which made him look shaky.

but.

The eyes of the two of them were frozen in the wing room where the courtyard was located.

Not long after, he witnessed a female disciple of Yunyue Sect who entered the wing room without any movement.

“…What is the situation?”

The deacon in the black robe looked gloomy and he always felt something was wrong.

In the previous battle, he suffered a severe blow and lost his bird mount. If he escaped head-on, it would be impossible to support him.

Therefore.

He first sneaked into the residential area in Yanjiabao; he would go wherever the building terrain was complex, and he would temporarily get rid of the pursuit.

only.

The deacon of the Wupao did not expect that he hid in Mrs. Yan's house.

A bad feeling suddenly arises in his heart.

The deacon Wupao did not notice that a small insect as big as a thumb appeared in the rockery pond.

In the wing room, the lights were still on.

"Haha, it's really lively tonight."

The masked man sat on the bed, looking out the window with a faint look, as if he had penetrated the night and controlled everything.

In front of the bed.

Mu Xueqing, Mrs. Yan and her daughter leaned against each other and were blocked from their actions. The three girls were all rare beauties and had a unique flavor.

"The thief of Wujian... The situation in Yanjiabao is now settled, why don't you let us go..."

Mrs. Yan's silver teeth were critical and she said with difficulty.

Before, she had been obedient and serving the thief in Wujian, and the other party only promised to protect her family Anping.

If they want to help them take revenge and take power in Yanjiabao, they must serve their mother and daughter together.

Mrs. Yan has been struggling to hold on, waiting for the envoys from the sect, hoping to calm the situation.

finally.

They saw hope. When they came today, Yan Hong's situation was revealed and the situation was about to be clear.

"Hmph! If you want to blame, you will blame this stupid woman."

The masked man glanced coldly at Mu Xueqing beside him. If it weren't for the latter's beautiful and charming appearance, he would have been killed long ago.

"Blame me?"

Mu Xueqing smiled bitterly.

The three women were blocked and could only barely speak.

"If you hadn't meddled with other people's business and helped the mother and daughter, they would have surrendered to my crotch together after they lost their confidence in the so-called sect envoys."

The masked man's tone showed a hint of anger.

Although he can be strong, it may cause the Yan family's mother and daughter to burn together, and the fun will be reduced by half, and the beauty of the beautiful mother and daughter serving together cannot be enjoyed.

"I understand...the civil strife in Yanjiabao...because of you."

Mu Xueqing suddenly understood something.

"The reaction is not slow. If you don't create such a crisis, how can you make the mother and daughter surrender to me little by little?"

The masked man smiled.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yan's delicate body was shocked: "Is it you... who killed your husband?"

Suddenly, she figured out some links.

Before, Mrs. Yan always thought that it was Yan Hong who designed to kill his husband or colluded with the Bone Demon Palace.

But think about it carefully.

Her husband is very strong, and it is very difficult to kill without any movement. Even a few people may not be able to do it.

"Haha... That's right. I killed your husband. I burned it out afterwards, and the reputation naturally fell on Yan Hong."

The masked man did not deny it.

Hearing words.

A chill hit Mu Xueqing's whole body.

It turned out that all the civil strife in Yanjiabao came from Wujian Thieves.

Yan Hong and others were just silently pushed behind the scenes to the current situation.

Using people's hearts and their persistence in revenge, family affection, and power, the masked man will conquer Mrs. Yan Yuxi's spiritual defense little by little.

Yan Yuxi, why did he see his mother serving the thief in Wujian?

Mu Xueqing was heartbroken. How could she not sense the level of Wujian thief? I was afraid she did it on purpose.

"Beauty, you have ruined the good things of my young master. I will strip your clothes little by little, peel off the indifference and passion in the hearts of a cold girl like you."

The thief's hot eyes swept past Mu Xueqing's clear and beautiful body.

Mu Xueqing's heart sank to the boundless darkness.

However, she is extremely difficult to speak now, and she has no ability to commit suicide by biting her tongue.

"Of course, before that, I have to solve the troublesome flies outside first."

The masked man suddenly changed his tone.

Squeak!

The Wujian thief opened the door and glanced over the rockery in the yard.

Swish! Swish!

At the same moment, a man and a woman flew over from both sides of the courtyard.

It was Kun Ling and Xie Jing.

"The Thief Wujian! You'd better surrender."

Kun Ling was wearing a purple robe, stirring in the night wind, and with a "clang", he took out a big red gold sword.

Don't shout!

As the sword vibrated, strands of cold golden-patterned air blades lingered on the blade, emitting a sharp and bone-permeable aura.

"That young man is probably the true teaching of Yunyue Sect."

In the rockery, the deacon in the black robes was frightened.

The strength of this man in purple robe is by no means inferior to him, and even above him.

Swish!

Xie Jing, who was beside him, appeared a fragrant handkerchief on Su's hand, emitting a wisp of lavender mist, which was extremely fragrant.

laugh!

The lilac mist seemed to react with some substance in the air, and a stinking black smoke rose.

"You have actually broken my 'Heavenly Girl'?"

The masked man was slightly surprised and looked at Xie Jing and the lilac mist rising from his handkerchief.

"The thief of Wujian, you are doomed today. Junior Sister Xie is a vulgar method I specially invited to restrain you. She is good at tracking, and she is a drug-absorbing agent, and the nemesis of thieves like you."

Kun Ling sneered.

After talking.

The big knife in his hand slashed a golden-patterned sword light as a python, and the golden-patterned air blades were surrounded by drizzle, sweeping a radius of one or two feet.

"A little trick!"

The Wujian thief laughed and several blurred figures with uncertain light and darkness appeared in the spot.

Puff!

During the flash, many afterimages were killed by Kun Ling, and one of them calmly distanced from Kun Ling.

"What a quick body move!"

Kun Ling's violent offensive could not block the opponent's figure at all.

The deacon in the dark was shocked. In terms of body speed, the thief of Wujian was sure to beat him!
To be continued...