Luo Feiyu's target list is much more reliable than Wuhua's perception. He can discover all targets that Wuhua can discover, but Wuhua cannot discover the targets that he can't find will also show his name as long as it is within the monitoring range of his plug-in.

This monk will come to him tonight, probably to say "the final farewell" to him.

But Luo Feiyu was not a little sheep at the slaughter of others. Wuhua wanted him to become the number one witch in the world, so he insisted on pulling this person into the water.

When everyone became a grasshopper on a rope, how could the seven wise monks with compassionate hearts ignore the pursuit?

"Amitabha!" Wuhua didn't know what Luo Feiyu was paying attention to. When he saw Luo Feiyu's clothes without any shame, he closed his eyes and shouted coldly, "Donor is respectful!"

Luo Feiyu hung on Wuhua tightly. Ren Wuhua struggled several times but couldn't get rid of it. "Oh, the little monk is still shy! You were not so restrained in bed last night."

He smiled and threw a charming look at the red opposite, surprised that the other person's eyes were green, and teased him: "Brother on the tree, have you seen enough? I already have a heart. Even if you stare at my body so straight, I will not be responsible for it. The beauty of a gentleman is that we have only done half of our good deeds. If you have something to come to me, you might as well come back in a few hours, otherwise you will have needle holes if you continue to look."

“…”

The taciturn killer was silent for a moment, ignored Luo Feiyu and Wuhua's current situation, and simply pulled out his green sword and pointed at Luo Feiyu: "Someone bought your life."

Luo Feiyu said dissatisfiedly: "Tsk, why is it a piece of wood? Didn't you see that I can't describe it now? If you start to let people see something that shouldn't be seen, where would you put my reputation?"

"..." This man is so unrestrained that he still cares about reputation? Yihong is too lazy to talk to him and said coldly: "Die people don't need to consider reputation."

When he said this, Jian had already taken action.

The red sword was not only fast, but also fast. Each of his swords seemed to be unwilling to give more strength, and accurately stabbed Luo Feiyu in all directions. In just a blink of an eye, his flexible wrist had already stabbed thirteen swords.

The Soul-Searching Sword is invisible and the Central Plains is a red sword. His sword technique may not be the most exquisite, but in terms of the stability, speed, accuracy and ruthlessness of killing, there are really few people in the world who can match him.

Luo Feiyu pretended to be scared, deliberately said "ah" and hurried behind Wuhua to force the man to act as his shield, "Master, help me!"

Wuhua... Wuhua didn't want to pay attention to him at all, but Yihong didn't care whether the Seven Wonderful Monks or the Copper and Iron Shields were blocked in front of Luo Feiyu. Even if Wuhua didn't want to help Luo Feiyu, she had to avoid his sharpness.

He raised his energy and jumped backwards, waved a shadow of his palm with his backhand, pushed or shook the sword light that was stabbed away with clever force, and pulled Luo Feiyu behind him for more than ten feet away, and stopped steadily on the roof.

Yihong saw his skills, his eyes lit up slightly, and he followed him to chase him, "You want to save her?"

"poor--"

"The little monk is deeply in love with me, so he will not watch you kill me! He usually doesn't dare to kill others. You, a murderer with a reputation, is considered unlucky to hit him today. With him, little brother, don't try to touch a hair of me!" Luo Feiyu didn't give Wuhua a chance to reply, and shouted loudly in front of him.

Wuhua Youyou looked back at Luo Feiyu and slowly squeezed out a smile: "...you are very good."

He stood up and palmed his chest, chanting the Buddha's name for a long time. Although the monk's robe on his body was torn into chaos by Luo Feiyu, he still looked ten times cleaner and neat than everyone present.

"Donor, my Buddha is merciful."

Yihong snorted coldly, while stabbing a continuous sword shadow like a training-like man, he said, "Since the monk wants to meddle in other people's business, there is no need to say more."

Wuhua responded solemnly, not underestimating the red sword at all.

The two of them fought closely. Luo Feiyu took the opportunity to retreat a few steps, returned to the house and collected the sixty bottles of air scattered, rode on his horse and ran away, shouting in front of him: "Little monk, wait, I'll find you a helper!"

Wuhua: "..." Put on your clothes before talking! How can people in the martial arts world look at him when they run out like this!!

Seeing that he was about to run away, Yihong did not want to lose his target. As soon as the sword was closed, he wanted to chase Luo Feiyu, but Wuhua stood firmly in front of him.

"Donor, since I met you, I will definitely not allow you to kill someone in front of me. If you want to kill him, you must pass the level of my monk first."

Wuhua really didn't want to go to the top at this time. As a righteous and noble Shaolin disciple in the minds of the people in the martial arts world, he could not do anything that would never be saved.

Although he was reluctant, he still couldn't help but praise Luo Feiyu's flexibility in adapting to the heart.

Yihong frowned unhappy. As he was confronting each other, footsteps around him were heard in a row. The Tianxing Gang, the Zhusha Gate and the Hainan Sword Sect disciples arrived one after another. They rushed in and looked at Wuhua on Yihong's bar. After looking at each other, they tacitly left the two of them and turned their heads to chase Luo Feiyu.

Yihong then sneered: "It seems that I am not the only one who killed her."

Without a trace, he clasped his hands and looked at him: "But blocking you is better than blocking them."

He was right. The dangers of those mobs were many times lower than a little red, which seemed to be a reasonable and calm choice.

It just looks like it.

Upon hearing this, the green eyes shot out a strange light, "Please give me advice!"

Luo Feiyu shook the two of them off, but there was still a difficult guy behind him. He changed into equipment with one click, so as not to suffer a loss when he really fought. But his map bug seemed to have another problem. There was no brick, and the two swords were in his palm, but no matter how he put on and took off his clothes, they couldn't show them...

Luo Feiyu didn't want to add bad information to Wuhua in such an extraordinary way, but now it's really not his fault.

The yellow dragon horse was far away, and he shouted loudly to avoid the crowd in front of him. People turned around in shock and saw a woman wearing a tube-bust and a short skirt rushing towards him, and they were shocked.

"This is what a perfect way to go in broad daylight!"

"I'm not ashamed!"

"There is such a woman who regards shame as nothing!"

Luo Feiyu shouted loudly: "Everyone is right! I have done half of my good deeds with my sweetheart, but I was driven out of the house by these gangsters and robbers. Not only did I interrupt my love between us, but I also wanted to kill people! I ran out like this and told me how to meet people in the future! I can't live anymore!"

The crowd then looked at the disciples of the three sects who were chasing behind them, and their eyes were angry: "What a dog! Bah! Do you think the people in the martial arts world can ignore the king's law?"

"A bastard, what a good guy is bullying a weak woman! Everyone!"

The disciples of the three sects were confused and were blocked by the excited people layer by layer. The leader of the group said loudly: "The Tianxing Gang is doing business, and the idle people are retreating! Otherwise, the sword will be eyeless!"

"You are so tall! You are a local snake who is bullying! Look at me with a shoulder pole!"

"Ouch!" The person next to him was knocked towards him, "Oh, uncle! You see clearly! Our Hainan Sword Sect is not the same as them. We are famous and upright sects who respect the elderly and love them...Ouch!"

...

Luo Feiyu smiled back and said, "I'm sorry" in his heart, and rode his horse away with dust.

The world is a magical place. With only a little movement, it will soon be known to everyone, let alone the fact that Miss Xiu and Miao Seng Wuhua suddenly decided to live for life, and half of the wedding night was broken up by life.

It is said that Miss Xiu's life is miserable. Although she has a famous father, she is a scumbag. She has been concealed since she was a child, and she has hatred.

The single-parent daughter has a strange and extreme temperament. She deliberately did evil in the world and cruelly killed several famous masters in the world. While demonstrating her abilities, she took revenge on Xue Yiren. In order to prevent her from doing evil, Miao Seng Wuhua used her body as bait to persuade her to be good, but unfortunately she failed and was killed by her enemies at the last moment.

Miss Xiu ran for thousands of miles and has been more than half a month.

People in the martial arts world condemned Xue Yiren for not being able to do anything and causing such bloody debts. Xue Yiren was unaware of it. Even though he insisted that he had never given birth to this daughter, no one believed it. Instead, he thought he was cold-blooded. At this time, he refused to recognize Miss Xiu and wanted to separate him from her.

When Miss Xiu was hunted by her enemies, Xue Yiren seemed even more indifferent without caring about it.

Xuejiazhuang's reputation in the world was greatly damaged for a while.

Luo Feiyu shook off a little Hong and Wuhua, and caught up with Leng Qiuhun; shook off Leng Qiuhun, and then came another black pearl; shook off the black pearl, and the Beggars' Sect set off a grand show of catching turtles in a jar, helping the Cinnabar Gate block Luo Feiyu.

This is even more dire than a battle royale.

Luo Feiyu couldn't laugh at all.

The half-month journey of death made him very tired. This was a day when he was really licking blood from a knife. He was used to being idle. Under such a tense survival crisis, he could not get a good rest at all, and even had to be wary of being attacked by someone while sleeping.

He was going to find Chu Liuxiang, but he knew that only Chu Liuxiang could prove his innocence now. But when he arrived at Chu Liuxiang's house, there was not only one person on Chu Liuxiang's ship. Not only Su Rongrong and the three beauties were gone, but even the five people who had recovered from the dead were gone.

Chu Liuxiang probably went out to investigate the case, but if he could hear the storm in the world, he would definitely find a way to see him. Luo Feiyu could only comfort himself like this.

He jumped onto a high platform in the center of the teahouse with three disciples and the forces of the Beggars' Gang on all sides, but his entire attention was concentrated on the middle-aged man below the stage, with sweat on his palms.

The man was filled with powerful sword energy that was filled with coldness. Just standing simply, he had a terrifying aura of a top master. His face was cold and his eyes were as cold as a sword.
Chapter completed!