Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

There are no less than ten people in the east, let alone the west. www>

There are also more and more people. Even if it is the US Presidential Defense Department, a military center with dense bullets, and a secret place for high-tech exploration, Luo Liuling can come out safely. The residence of this district commander can't stop Luo Liuling.

Although these people are all hiding in the dark, there are always dark places in this mansion, and there are always unguarded places.

The two retreated silently, made a gesture, and headed towards another place, with a speed like flowing water without any fluctuation.

The Shadow Guard in the dark didn't even realize that there were two figures who had just come here. [

"East is attacking, west is defending, south is army, north is breaking, east, west, north, south, heaven and earth are illusory, all have laws, go to the north."

Looking at the construction of this house, Luo Liuling read out a summary of her debut for many years, which is also the essence of all. Feng firmly remembered this thought, but what Feng didn't know was that Luo Liuling's words It's just for the flaws in this house.

The two headed towards the north, and as expected, there was no one in the position of the north, and when the two landed, it felt like a famine.

Overgrown with weeds, it is desolate and desolate, so sad for autumn.

The two figures shuttle here like ghosts and ghosts. The wind blows the treetops, bringing with it a breath of dark night.

"woo woo woo woo"

The two kept moving forward, and suddenly they heard a woman's cry, which came intermittently and fluttered with the wind, like a ghost who came to seek her life in the dark night.

The crying sound was so obvious. Hearing the sound, it was obvious that it was in front. Luo Liuling and Feng looked at each other, and walked forward without any pause.

In this dilapidated house, a woman dressed in simple but elegant clothes was shaking with her back to Luo Liuling's shoulder. She seemed to be holding something in her hand and was crying miserably.

The two were about to turn around and leave here when one roared, "Who?"

With such a keen sense of hearing, Luo Liuling kept backing away, only to see the woman who was crying just now turned her head, her eyes were as dazzling as exploding stars.

Anyone who dares to disturb her mother's sacrifice will be killed.

This seemingly weak woman is actually good at martial arts, and she's not weak at all. There is a trace of surprise on Feng's face.

Luo Liuling looked indifferent, seeing that this woman's dress didn't look like a maid, she was either a concubine or a young lady.