Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 689 Art Thief Appears ([-])

In the barren old manor, vines grow through the walls towards the darkness.

Han Bu helped Yan Xi to find a place to hide among the floors.

And Jun Qi led the man away from them in the completely opposite direction by himself, to the front, with no way to escape.

The man's footsteps were getting closer.

Jun Qi's face was gloomy, his eyes were calm, and he jumped out of the window with one hand grabbing the ground in front of the man.

It also touched the organs in the manor.

Han Bu and Yan Xi ran and stopped suddenly, right under their feet, their hair spreading.

The hair spread too fast, "There is grass below, let's grab these vines on the wall and jump down." Yan Yu made a judgment immediately, turned around, hugged Han Bu's waist, and grabbed two strands of vines with one hand Just jumped down.

After landing, he used himself as a flesh pad to protect Han Bu.

Enduring the pain, Yan Xi got up, and glanced at the black-clothed killers around him from the corner of his eye.

Han Bu took out the dagger and handed it to him without saying anything.

A whistle sounded in the night sky, and all the black-clothed killers were dispatched, as fast as phantoms.

Han Bu grabbed one person's foot and threw it out forcefully, and she blocked all the flying kicks from the side with her arm.

Looking down from above, the two were already surrounded by layers of black-clothed killers.

The man grabbed Jun Qi's neck and lifted it high, threw it heavily into the crowd, and said hoarsely with his back to them: "Treat tonight's guests well."

The sound of fighting was extremely fierce, Jun Qi was the most seriously injured, and was tightly guarded by Han Bu and Yan Xi.

The killer in black was repelled by them again and again, and rushed up again and again, endlessly.

In the end, only Han Bu was left standing, but in the next second, in order to protect Yan Xi, she blocked the black-clothed killer's kick with both hands, and she was also kicked by the sneak attacking killer to kneel on the ground.

Han Bu stood up holding his breath, was kicked down again, stood up, and was kicked over again...
The killer never tires of it.

The blood in Yan Yu's chest was constantly pouring out, and he used his last bit of strength to knock down one of the killers, and used his body to protect Han Bu and Jun Qi tightly under him.

The killer's fists and feet all fell on him.

Looking at his forbearing face, Jun Qi's eyes turned red in an instant.

Under the night, the black-clothed killer held up his saber, and a sharp light flashed from the tip of the knife.

"Go...go..." Jun Qi's voice sounded extremely weak, and he wanted Yan Bi to get up.

When the bayonet fell, Yan Bi let out a muffled groan.

The black-clothed killer drew out his saber, and the blood spattered Jun Qi's face.

The second sharp knife pierced through, and Yan Xi's breath became weaker and weaker.

The third sharp knife fell and was held by Han Bu with his hand. The blood on his hand flowed down the tip of the knife and soaked Yan Bi's back.

Seeing this, the black-clothed killer picked up Yan Bi and threw it aside. He wanted to deal with Han Bu but unexpectedly his right foot was shot

people hold.

"I don't allow...you...injury...injury..."

The black-clothed killer changed his target and raised his saber again towards him.

The second that the saber was about to pierce Yan Xie's head.

With a sound of "Dang--", Bingci arrived in time, and the stone thrown casually broke the saber in half from the middle.

The black-clothed killers looked at Bingci in unison. Just as they were about to make a move, one of the killers was strangled by someone's throat. After a while, his body was thrown several meters away, followed by the half saber, which penetrated deeply into him. between the eyebrows.

This is the first one.

Bingci was shrouded in a layer of evil spirit, and every step she took made one feel as if she was facing an abyss.

One after another, the black-clothed killers fell, and from the beginning to the end, Bing Ci showed no emotion on his face.

Han Bu and Yan Xi could see clearly that so many people didn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

(End of this chapter)