Chapter 182

Hawthorn is very depressed.

She could see Yan Chao still alive through the window.

Her heart is a little curious. Don't these people eat at night?

At present, there was no way to carry out the plan. She had to leave dejected.

However, what she didn't know was that there was a man behind her.

When they got back to the agreed place, they were already waiting there, but they didn't see the black boy and mangosteen.

Yam and another young disciple waited for a long time. When they saw Hawthorn coming back, they rushed up.

"Well, are those two bastards dead?"

Hawthorn shook his head: "No."

Yam a Leng, some stunned: "how is it possible?"

"I don't know. Is the poison not strong enough?" Hawthorn wondered.

"This is impossible!" Another young disciple hurriedly said, "I stole the poison from the pharmacy myself. Don't say two immortals, even fifty tigers can be poisoned!"

"Strange, since it is so, I don't understand..." yam felt strange.

However, at this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

"In fact, there's nothing you can't figure out. You may not know that Yan Chao and I are losing weight these days."

Those who speak, naturally, sing.

Seeing Gao Song walking towards them as if nothing had happened, the three faces showed a look of horror.

They looked at Hawthorn together. Hawthorn looked pale and shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

"Don't look at her. I came secretly." Sang and said with a smile, "you know, the killers are very good at tracking."

Yam sneered and looked at the song coming towards them step by step: "you really don't know how to live or die. Even if you didn't poison you, you dare to come to us if you don't steal music?"

"There's no way. If you don't die, won't I be able to eat anything in the days when I go to Tianmen?" Singing and sighing.

"Oh? What do you want?" Yam looked around. Fortunately, the place they agreed with hawthorn was remote, and basically no one passed by.

So he settled down again, smiled grimly and said, "I have to say, this is really a good place to kill people and steal goods!"

However, after his words, singing did not feel much panic, but nodded.

"In fact, I think so."

With these words, he rushed forward.

"Kill him!" Yam makes a quick decision.

He had sensed the murderous spirit from the singing hand.

However, yam just rushed to the front of Gao Song, but suddenly felt his neck cold. He was stunned. Looking at a long sword suddenly appeared on Gao singer, his brain was not enough.

This guy uses a sword?

Looking at the yam's body falling straight, hawthorn and another disciple were also a little distracted.

They subconsciously took two steps back.

"Next, there are you." Although Gao Ge wondered why there were only three people here, he was not in the mood to find the remaining two.

Kill these three quickly and find another chance in the future. Moreover, he believes that the death of these three people will also be awakened by the other two people.

At least, I don't dare to do it again.

If there are more enemies for no reason, everyone will feel depressed.

"Who the hell are you?" Hawthorn suddenly roared.

Gao Ge has come to hawthorn with a long sword.

The light of the sword in his hand flickered, and the light of the sword reflected the moonlight, setting off his handsome face.

At least, singing thinks so.

"The man who killed you."

This is the answer of singing to hawthorn.

He knew that Hawthorn wanted to roar, attract people, and then continue to procrastinate by communicating with himself.

Seeing through all the singing, you will certainly not give each other such a chance. Killing is like this. Be decisive and can't be a bit sloppy. Otherwise, what's the difference between it and the classic villains on TV?

Hawthorn's body was slightly fat, but the speed was not slow. She quickly avoided the punch and clapped it at the high song, trying to buy herself some time.

When the sword failed, singing was not in a hurry. The blade was full of energy, readjusted the angle, and glanced at the Hawthorn's neck.

Compared with a sword through the heart, singing enjoys the feeling of closing the throat with a sword.

I think it's more enjoyable.

It was at this time that Gao Ge began to doubt whether there was violence in his blood.

Watching the Hawthorn fall down, the remaining young disciple was completely flustered. When his singing eyes fell on him, the other party softened his legs and knelt directly on the ground.

"I... it has nothing to do with me..." the young man trembled and listened vaguely when he spoke.

He walked towards him with a long sword and a sneer.

"It has nothing to do with you? Didn't you steal the poison? It doesn't matter how many tigers you poisoned?"

The young disciple's face became more and more pale.

He remembered that the song came with hawthorn. Naturally, their previous chat was heard by the song.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Singing did not answer him.

"If you kill me, Tianmen will not let you go!" The man said hysterically.

Gao Ge's sword fell and cut off the other party's head. The blood rose high, but it didn't splash on Gao Ge's clothes.

After solving the three people, he sang and didn't even look at it. He put away the flying star sword and returned to the house again.

Yan Chao was still singing in the room.

Looking at Gao Song's expressionless face, he hurried up. He just wanted to talk, but he was interrupted by Gao Song: "now go back to your room to sleep. Don't mention a word about tonight."

"Oh! Ok..."

When she came out of the singing room and went back to her room, Yan Chao suddenly came back to her mind when she lay in bed.

"Special Niang, no, when did this boy still dictate to me?" Yan Chao was very angry, but think about it. Now if he went back and sang about this topic, he would be too mentally disabled. He could only sigh, close his eyes and go to sleep.

Sitting on the bed, singing and continuing to turn the star Sutra.

It has to be said that Tianmen is a good place with plenty of energy and is very suitable for cultivation.

Although it is not a treasure land of Lingquan, it is much better than ordinary places. Even the Xiuxian college is worse than here. In fact, it has been the case since ancient times. The deep mountain is always the place with the most aura. Otherwise, there will not be so many legends that an expert will retire from the deep mountain.

Running the star turning Sutra can also have the effect of sleeping for singing. When you open your eyes, the day is already bright.

"There is still no way to completely light up the third star map. As long as I light up the third star map, with my strength, even the opponent who puts out his strength will not have no strength to fight back." Singing, he said in his heart.

There are still many experts in Tianmen, so when he comes to this place, he has no sense of security when singing. His sense of security has always been given to him by his own strength.

Only by making yourself invincible in a dangerous environment can you turn a dangerous place into a place to play.

With a bang, the door was knocked open.