Chapter 1793

Running in the fifth Qingtong, the sleeve is suddenly sliding out of a emitting cold light dagger.

"Miss Qingtong, you are..."

before the silver brush painter's voice fell, he saw that fifth Qingtong did not hesitate to stab the dagger in his hand.

Target, point to the fifth Qinglan!

The pupil behind the mask is indifferent.

And Wu Qinglan obviously didn't expect that the same clan's fifth Qingtong would kill her in pain. She was also full of hope that the fifth Qingtong could save her to leave.

When the dagger stabbed at her, the whole person of the fifth Qinglan was ignorant.

"Poof --"

the close contact between the blade and the body makes a chilling noise.

It was the sound of organ tearing, the sound of plasma bouncing, and the sad hum of silver painters.

"Old teacher..."

the pupil of the fifth Qinglan shrinks into a small dot and looks at the silver brush painter in front of him in horror.

At the critical moment, the silver brush painter chose to block the knife for the fifth Qinglan.

"Whoa --"

the silver painter pressed the dagger on his chest and couldn't help spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

He looked at the golden mask near by sadly and asked in a astringent voice, "why?"

Not only the silver painters and the fifth Qinglan, but also the other people present.

What's going on?

Aren't they in a group?

"Hum!" Fifth Qingtong sneered, "naive old guy, do you really think I'm here to save you?"

"Until we know the details of Xuanyuan family, our fifth family will not violate the prohibition of the ancient martial world and will not harm ordinary people.

So the words that just destroyed the island are just to gain your trust.

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Well, it's easier to kill you. "

The fifth Qing Lan looked at the silver brush painter's more and more weak appearance, the whole person madly called up: "fifth Qingtong! What the hell are you doing? "

"Fool, don't you understand?" In the fifth Qing Dynasty, Tong Mou Zi was indifferent, "the people of our fifth family have always been killed in war, and they have never been captured by others.

Because you have countless opportunities to expose the secrets of our fifth family

"Cough..." the silver painter's eyes became more and more lax, and a large amount of blood overflowed from the wound.

But he still a face firm way: "miss Qinglan and I have not disclosed any information of the family at all!"

"Who knows?" Fifth, Qingtong disdained to smile, "the purpose of the family is to kill all unstable factors in the cradle.

Even within the family!

Only the dead can keep secrets!

This time the family gave me the order to kill you both

Hearing the heartless words of the fifth Qingtong, the silver painters closed their eyes painfully.

The fifth Qinglan also seems to have lost all his strength and sat on the beach with his eyes vacant.

"Next life, remember not to be reincarnated into the family."

In the eyes of Wu Qing Tong, the intention of killing flashed. He took out the dagger on the chest of the painter and stabbed the fifth Qing Lan on the ground.

But at this time, a sound exploded in the ear of the fifth Qing Tong.

"The battle method of huangquan, the gate of the underworld!"

Fifth Qingtong:!!!

She looked at her feet in horror, and a deep hole suddenly opened.

"How can it be?"

Before falling into the pit, No. 5 Qingtong saw only a few times enlarged arm and a familiar face nearby.

Yehong.

"No way! How could you possibly know the tactics of war of doom

Under the pit, came the incredible voice of the fifth Qingtong.