A man's mouth, a knife in his hand;

I'm worried about the prince, I want to cut him off!

These two sentences are perfectly suitable to describe Qing's inner activities at this time.

Respect is respect, respect is respect, if you should kill, you still have to kill!

At this moment, the old Taoist felt very moved in his heart.

It was only the first time we met, but the girl in front of me took such good care of me. She was such a good person!

If she unfortunately dies, she will definitely have a lot of fever...

Bah bah bah!

The old Taoist immediately stopped thinking.

The old man opposite had a twitching corner of his mouth. He was a little crazy and had some deep obsessions, but he was not a fool.

He felt something was wrong, from the name the girl in front of him called him, from the inexplicable attitude of the girl in front of him,

He always feels,

It seems like somewhere,

What went wrong?

Since he is not stupid, he naturally does not want to be used as a gun for others. The old man immediately said:

"Since you are a member of the Yin Division, you should enforce the law strictly, establish order for Yin and Yang, and kill all evil spirits that violate Yin and Yang, instead of siding with the evil side or even acting as an aide!"

"Sir, I know you are right!"

"..." The old man.

"It's just, sir, I'm sorry. Today, I have no other choice. No matter how much you say, it can't change the current situation.

today,

You will definitely die!"

The dagger cut across,

Qing was a little nervous,

She didn't dare to listen to the old man anymore.

She was afraid that she would waver,

Afraid that I will panic,

Instead of that,

On the contrary, it is better to cut through the mess with a quick knife at this time!

The existence of the law enforcement team was originally to maintain the order of the Fuyin Division. The big boss wanted to find the last generation of Fuyin who disappeared in the past and has been suppressed to this day. He does not know whether he is alive or dead. As his subordinate, she began to go against the big boss's past will.

It is also very painful, because it is equivalent to violating one's own beliefs.

But this mission is the only chance for the law enforcement team to make a comeback. She really has no second choice!

Faced with the rebuke from "Lord Fu Jun", who angrily accused her of being an accomplice, and who angrily accused her of not distinguishing between good and evil, she had no choice but to admit it!

With the sharpness of the dagger and the blessing of absolute speed, the jade flute in the old man's hand was directly knocked away. Immediately afterwards, a huge gash was cut out of the old man's chest.

The old man staggered back,

With confusion in his eyes,

A few moments,

The confusion turned into anger!

He felt like he had met another self,

So,

Unreasonable!

It's like looking in the mirror. If that's the case, there's no need to talk about it anymore!

The old man let out a sharp roar,

for a time,

The entire hotel suddenly became filled with gloomy wind.

One after another, the resentful spirits roared ferociously above, making noisy noises!

Many of these dead souls were wearing the clothes of hotel waiters, and some were wearing pajamas. They should be guests. These people were actually killed and locked inside.

Now, they have become part of the hotel's formation and a tool inside!

Qing made seals with one hand and shouted:

"The Yin Division enforces the law and the evil spirits are kept away!"

"Buzz!"

It was like a thunderbolt sounded from above,

in an instant,

The gloom and ghostly atmosphere above have been wiped away!

It's a bit like suddenly shouting in a gathering place of small vendors: The urban management is coming!

This is not a level combat mode at all.

The old man was really at a loss at this time.

Qing didn't stop. To be precise, she didn't allow herself to stop.

With a flash of body, the dagger cut, and the old man's body was torn apart!

However, there was no expression on Qing's face. He turned around and looked upward again. Over there above the chandelier, he saw the old man's figure condensed again, but it was no longer as arrogant as before.

"As expected of you, sir, this body technique is indeed wonderful!

Being able to fight against you, sir, is the greatest honor in Qing’s life!”

"..." The old man.

Qing holds the dagger and comes forward again,

After a few rounds,

The old man was chopped into pieces again!

Then,

It's the third time,

The fourth time,

The fifth time...

The twentieth time!

One, it seems, can never be killed;

The other one was completely immersed in the excitement of killing one after another. Yes, she didn't feel tired or troubled. She killed the prince twenty times in a row.

What an honor this is!

Moreover, Qing keenly observed that every time he was killed and reappeared, the figure of "Lord Fu Jun" would become a little lighter!

The old man carefully wanted to sneak away while the two were fighting, but the door still couldn't be opened. The old man picked up the chair next to him and smashed the door and the glass, but he still couldn't do anything.

This makes the old man very depressed.

Since these two masters are competing in the purple and gold peak showdown here,

Why did Mao want to lock himself up here?

the whole thing,

from beginning to end,

from top to bottom,

Speak with your conscience,

Does it have anything to do with you?

The old man felt that he was very innocent, and his eyes kept wandering around. He was looking for a way out, but what was certain now was that several entrances on the first floor had been completely locked.

Perhaps because of the formation, these glasses have become as hard as bulletproof glass.

The only option was to go to the second floor. The old man immediately sneaked up to the second floor. On the way upstairs, he also saw Qing in the hall continuing to kill the old man, enjoying the killing.

The old man has been killed and has lost his temper.

It's like facing a super difficult boss. No matter how many times you invest coins, the ending is still the same.
To be continued...