Chapter 510

The place where Yemo Chen got the news was the pharmacy Yueru frost saw from the silk. He went straight into the pharmacy. He wanted to take advantage of the gap to have a look around. Unexpectedly, when he went in, he was watched. That feeling was really bad. It was like there was a cold poisonous snake on your back, so that you could be bitten by it at any time, and then die Spring.

For this reason, he naturally became nervous.

When the door to the pharmacy closed in front of him, his uneasiness grew stronger.

"King Li's presence is far away. I don't know what king Li wants?" A man with a mask of Eagle Head came out of the inner room and looked at Yemo Chen with interest.

Its voice is very gentle, but in that gentle with a bit fierce, as if with poison, give people very uncomfortable feeling.

He raised his eyes and looked at the old man. His body was wrapped in a broad silver gray brocade suit, which made him unable to see his body clearly. He also wore a mask on his face, which made him unable to see his face clearly. He had only one pair of eyes. His eyes were as bright as fire. He could be watched by it, but he had the feeling of being watched by a poisonous snake.

He thought, as soon as he stepped here, he was staring at by such a pair, right? That's why he felt that way.

This man made him feel very dangerous, which made him nervous unconsciously.

Of course, if it was just this man, he would not be so Uneasy, behind the man stood more than a dozen dead men, their eyes were all on him, one by one, their eyes seemed to stare at the dead, and their whole body was cold and murderous.

The space of the pharmacy is small, and there are so many people releasing air conditioning, the air naturally drops a lot, which makes people shiver unconsciously.

Do these people want his life?

With this kind of cognition, his heart is more nervous, but his tension did not show half a point.

He was thinking that if it was just the dozen dead men, their Kung Fu was not bad, but there was still a gap compared with him. Although he could not guarantee his whole body to retreat, he could still leave alive. But now there was an unfathomable masked man. How could he escape?

He can't say why. The air of more than a dozen dead men is very strong. However, it is the man in front of him who really puts pressure on him.

He couldn't help wondering who this man was? The purpose of bringing him here is to kill him? Is this a member of the southern royal family? Is the southern royal family not afraid of his death in the southern kingdom, resulting in the intersection of the two countries?

No!

Perhaps, what the southern royal family wants is to have military relations between the two countries?

Think of here, night Mo Chen's facial expression again ugliness a few minutes.

Spending so many people to stop him is determined to take his life, right? How can he escape?

He looked down and began to think.

No matter how intentional the other party is, he must leave, not only for himself, but also for the whole night country, for Rushuang.

"I just want to buy a Jinchuang medicine, and it's worth your inspiring the masses?" The night Mo Chen coldly smile, Mou Guang fiercely swept a circle, and then continue: "this don't know people, still think you this is to the king under the killer."

"Li Wang's eyes are as bright as a torch. It's really admirable to see things go straight to the center of gravity. It's just that..." So far, the mask man did not say anything more, but his unspoken words could be seen from the pity in other eyes.

Does he think he will die?

"Since you believe that I will stay here today, why do you hide your head and show your tail and take off the mask to let me know who killed me?" This is his method. He came here to investigate things. Now he's in danger. If he doesn't find anything, it's a pity.

"It is said that King Li is clever. It seems that the rumor is true." The masked man said with interest: "King Li is such a smart man. If he stays, it's really a big threat. People really want to kill him soon."

"All over the world, people who want to take the king's life are like carp crossing the river, but there is no one who can do well here." Night Mo Chen domineering smile, arrogant way: "you want to take the king's life, that also depends on you and your hands these dead men whether have such ability."

He is strong. Over the years, there have been many people who want to take his life, whether it's killing or assassinating. However, none of those who want his life has ever had the momentum of this man in front of him, which makes him feel surprised unconsciously.

Most of the time, people's feelings are particularly accurate.

"Li Wang's tone is really not small. I'm afraid you won't have the same kind of luck today and will stay forever."

With the voice falling, masked man raised his hand, and the dead man behind him quickly stepped forward.

One by one, they were holding long swords in their hands, and the fierce murderous spirit came out from them. They were close to yemochen, while the masked man stepped aside to watch the battle.

See this scene, the night Mo Chen pupil Mou a MI, a terrible cold and murderous natural body sent out.The murderous spirit is mixed with the domineering spirit, forming a huge pressure, overwhelming the rushing dead.

Those dead obviously pause for a while, night Mo Chen is to take advantage of this time hand.

The sword in his hand had come out of its sheath, and his body passed like a ghost.

He is quick, tough and accurate. The success or failure of this attack is directly related to whether he can leave here alive.

As it turns out, his sword is absolutely amazing.

Its speed is outrageous, its ruthlessness is appalling, and it is accurate, so that where it passes, it is a human life.

In order to prevent him from running away, these dead men surrounded him and tightly surrounded him in order to give him a fatal blow and completely solve this frightening general.

However, no one thought that they had become their own talisman.

He swept around and found that the seven experts in the circle had fallen to the ground. There was no obvious wound on them, only a red thread as thin as silk thread on their neck.

When he stopped, there was a drop of blood on the tip of the sword falling to the ground, "pa", rendering a charming red flower on the ground.

"A move to kill, a sword to seal one's throat, King li really deserves his reputation." Looking at the fallen dead, the mask man's eyes obviously changed, and his momentum also changed.

"You sent so many people to practice sword for me, how can I refute your kindness?" Night Mo Chen asked coldly.

Lift Mou to sweep toward night Mo Chen, the cold light of bloodthirsty flickers in mask man Mou: "but a few dead men, died is they too despise enemy, deserve, just, do you think next, you still can have such opportunity?"