The black shadow could be said to have taken advantage of the loophole. Xinhao had just confirmed that there would be nothing on the first floor, but he saw a green light at the moment when the elevator door was closed. However, Xinhao thought he was confused at that time, and just wanted to rub it with his hands, the elevator door closed, so Xinhao didn't care. Later, after experiencing the incident of Black Cat underground, he forgot about this and didn't pay attention when he came up.

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't pay attention. He almost suffered a disaster when he returned to Huayu. Huayu was outside the building and focused on the grass and trees around him. He heard a slight movement in his earlobe. It sounded like something was running towards him quickly. Without thinking, he flashed and hid in the corner beside him. His whole person's breathing began to become weaker and slower. In the end, it can be said that normal people could no longer feel his breathing. In theory, he was dead.

Hui Huayu turned his head and looked at the direction of the door. He watched a ball of green light float out. The green light turned around in place for a few circles, as if looking for the traces of the people here before. After the green light turned around for a few circles, he suddenly looked back at Hui Huayu. Hui Huayu was calm and no longer confused. Instead, he watched the ball of green light slowly float towards him, and then passed by himself and floated toward him. Hui Huayu had just felt relieved, and the green light floated back and stopped in front of him. The green light turned in front of him for a few circles and slowly approached him. At that moment, Hui Huayu's heart was raised in his throat, but he was still trying to maintain the turtle breath technique, because if the breath was unstable, the turtle breath technique would be easily broken and would be broken by the time.

The light seemed to have not noticed Hui Huayu. After a while, he stopped at the place where he was only two inches away from Hui Huayu's face, he floated to the gate of the funeral home. Hui Huayu plucked up his courage to look at the gate again. The color around the green light became darker, and the outline of a person gradually appeared. When Hui Huayu returned, he realized that the light was the two eyes of the man, but why was the eyes still glowing green?

Looking at the man again, after his figure fully appeared, he was walking back and forth at the door, as if he was waiting for someone, and as if he was patrolling. When he returned to Huayu, he couldn't figure it out anyway. He was thinking of standing on tiptoe and moving to another place, so he watched the man stop, turned around and pressed against the door, and the sound seemed to be laughing, but the laughter was not as good as crying.

Hui Huayu was worried that this person would be targeting Xinhao. Speaking of Xinhao, Hui Huayu thought that he had been in there for a long time. Why is this building so quiet inside and outside? Nothing will happen to this kid?

But now I can't say anything will happen, let alone help Xinhao: "Xinhao, don't blame me, I'll come back to save you later." Hui Huayu looked at the man who looked close to the door for a while, but he had no intention of going in. Hui Huayu then relaxed, stood on tiptoe, and walked around the back of the house.

Back to Huayu, he was considered a deserter. He put him down first, and then turned to Xinhao. After Xinhao slowly walked up to the second floor, he heard a burst of laughter coming from nearby: "Who is laughing there? This is even worse than crying." Xinhao rubbed his ears and seemed to be not caring much, but the hand holding the knife was a little more powerful.

Xinhao took a step, walked into the corridor, and went to investigate the situation. He stopped after walking a few steps. Only then did Xinhao know where the corpses in the basement went. It turned out that they were all piled up in the corridor on the second floor, forming two human walls. If you want to go there, you have to climb up along the wall. Xinhao was confused for a while, and took the Tang sword and cut it a few times on the wall. After confirming that it was relatively stable, he sheathed the Tang sword, reached out to pull the body, and crawled up.

It would be fine if Xinhao climbed up like this, but I like to joke with you the most. When Xinhao was halfway through, he felt that the wall of the human being began to shake. Xinhao looked up and the top of the corpses had slowly recovered their ability to move and were about to get up. Xinhao was shocked and felt something was touching him. When he looked down, he was startled. His arms were reaching out to pull his clothes. The head that Xinhao was raising his right hand also moved. Xinhao had no choice but to snatch the head and crawled up a few steps, approaching the top.

After the corpses on the top got up and saw Xin Hao, they stretched out their hands to fan Xin Hao. Xin Hao had no choice but to dodge and figure out how to climb to the top. While shaking, Xin Hao felt something falling from the top and rubbing his body and falling down. Then he made a pounce. Xin Hao subconsciously looked down and saw a corpse on the ground lying on his back, his hands were still dancing.

It turned out that as more and more corpses were raised, there was not enough space above. The corpse squeezed the corpse and squeezed some weak corpses down. Xin Hao had an idea and thought of a good idea. He grabbed the arm of a corpse with one hand and took out the Tang Dao from behind with the other hand. As soon as the Tang Dao was unsheathed, the blade began to buzz. Xin Hao could clearly feel Tang Dao's excitement.

The next second, Xinhao's expression changed and became very gloomy. A few words slowly popped out of Xinhao's mouth: "You, the wind is gone."

With a sword, he saw a small tornado appear in the air and flew straight upwards. The corpses standing on his must-pass path were all rolled in the air. The small tornado disappeared when it hit the ceiling, and a pile of corpses fell down. Xinhao pressed against the human wall: "It seems that this trick is quite useful, but I didn't expect it to be used here."

The Sixteen Swords of Youyun are one of the many skills that Xinhao learned. As the name suggests, this sword technique has a total of 16 Swords. It is the sword technique created by Bai Yi after losing the Sixteen Swords of Youyun in the Song Dynasty to commemorate the lost land. In fact, after he created it, he threw this technique aside and never cared about it. He probably forgot it. If it weren't for being swept out from the corners of Shaoxi in the Southern Song Dynasty, this technique would have turned into powder with the years.

After Baiyi, he asked every disciple who was optimistic about to practice this martial arts. There were only 7749 days. After that, he would take back the martial arts and learn how much he learned was yours. When he arrived at Xinhao, he naturally practiced the Sixteen Swords of Youyun. After 66436 days, he walked out of the practice room. He said nothing, handed the book to Baiyi and went back to his own house. From that day on, he rarely left the house again. When people saw him, they would point fingers at him and say so much.

Until Bai Yi was about to go down the mountain, he had to choose an apprentice who went down the mountain together. Xinhao stood out from these young people with the Sixteen Swords of Youyun. After arriving at the foot of the mountain, Bai Yi told him that there was no special situation in this sword technique, so don’t use it randomly. Xinhao kept it in mind. Many times before were useless, but today I caught up, so I used the first style - You, Feng Zhuancan.

Where the wind passes, all the remains are removed. The tornado can be big or small. The small ones are rolled up by people and animals, the large ones are rolled up by carriages and houses, and the first form of the secluded clouds.

As for the word "小" in the front, it is considered a prefix, because the Sixteen Swords of Youyun were inspired by the Sixteen Swords of Youyun lost by the Song Dynasty. Naturally, one of the sixteen states will be written as a prefix before each move, so that the world can remember it.

The sixteen prefixes are Yanyun and the Sixteen Prefectures, which refer to the Youshun Ruzhou, Tanji, Zhuoying, Moxin, Gui, Wu Wei, and the sky clouds. They start with the Youyun and the clouds as the tail, so they are called Youyun.

Without mentioning the gossip, the book is back to the main story. Let’s talk about Xinhao. With this knife, the corpse above was instantly reduced by half. Xinhao grabbed Tang Dao with his backhand, and used force several times, and finally got on the top. As soon as Xinhao came up, before he could breathe a breath, the nearby corpse surrounded Xinhao. Xinhao shook his head helplessly, waved the Tang Dao, and started killing.

Although the corpse is indeed more and more, Xinhao is not a robot, and even the robot has a rest. Since Xinhao has come to this point, at least two have disappeared. His physical strength has gradually decreased. He has also spent a little effort in the basement just now. In addition, there is nothing in his stomach. Xinhao gradually feels a little unsupported, but he still wants to grit his teeth and continue to kill until a way out of life comes out. However, today fate does not seem to favor him. The human wall on the other side gradually falls down. After tossing on the ground for a while, he gets up and walks towards Xinhao. Xinhao cuts the head of a corpse next to him with a knife, and feels a sense of anxiety. He feels sweet in his throat. Xinhao doesn't hold it down, opens his mouth, and vomits blood.

The corpses became even more crazy when they saw the blood, and rushed towards Xinhao. Xinhao could no longer support him. When his hand relaxed, the Tang sword fell to the ground. Xinhao also knelt on the ground, using his last trace of strength to maintain his body not falling down. Just when Xinhao felt that he was about to fail, he saw the corpses stop and give way out from him. A woman wearing high heels and holding a red rose in her hand walked out and smiled at Xinhao. Xinhao also smiled, her eyes turned black and fainted.

In the basement, a cat came out of the hole, and the cat's face was almost twisted: "Why is this kid's breath so weak? Did something happen?"

The cat walked to the elevator and looked at the elevator door: "Bless me to go out this time." The cat stood up and bowed three times to the top, then jumped up, and the cat pressed the button on the upwards. It was strange that the elevator had not moved at all, and the cat had been unable to jump up and pressed it many times. "Oh, boy, I can't help you anymore. It's just so many years, and you'll be reborn again as soon as you meet. I really can't bear to part with you. I hope you can be reborn next time." The cat shook his head and returned to the cave dejectedly. There were some water marks on the road he had just walked, which were cat tears.

In the Qinling Mountains far away from Hengshui, in a Taoist temple, a boy-like man hurriedly ran to the hall, pushed the door and shouted, "Senior Brother, something is wrong, something happened."

"I know how to whistle all day long. Learn from your senior brother Xinhao, and keep quiet on the hall." A man in his thirties glared at the little boy. The little boy didn't dare to speak, so he could only watch his senior brother flaunted a stick of incense for Sanqing, kneeled on the ground and said, "Sanqing Patriarch calms down, the junior brother doesn't understand human affairs, and disturbs the purity of the hall. Please forgive me."

The middle-aged man stood up, turned around and took the little boy out of the hall, closed the door gently, and then asked in a low voice: "Xinhong, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, senior brother, something big happened. Senior brother Xinhao's natal talisman spontaneously ignited for no reason. The flame of his natal lamp is getting weaker and weaker. Think of a way." The little boy burst into tears in anger.
Chapter completed!