Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

In the afternoon, Fan Tianluo walked out of the Chugui Building, Mu Yu practiced in the silver cup, and Mo Xingchen also returned to the silver cup, but he could communicate with her mind in the silver cup.

Walking through the bustling streets, after asking about the address of Picking Pavilion, Brahma Luo Shi casually walked out of Mid-Levels, but she didn't expect that the Picking Building is not in the rich area, so will the business be good?Or was it compared to Yufangzhai?The people here obviously know more about Yufangzhai than about Caichailou, but Fantianluo believes in Qiu Fengluo, since he said there are moon stones for sale there, there must be.

"Xiao Luo, let's hire a carriage. Aren't you tired from walking like this?" Mo Xingchen said in the silver cup. In fact, he was very upset when he saw the fiery eyes of the men on the street looking at Fan Tianluo.

After walking for a while, Fan Tianluo felt that it was too far away, so she hired a carriage. When she got in the carriage, Mo Xingchen sneered and said, "Xiao Luo, we are being followed."

"Murong Guangying?" Fan Tianluo didn't really care about this, Mo Xingchen could see around in the silver cup, and he was much more awake than her.

"No, he's an old man. He looks very wretched, but his strength seems to be very high." Mo Xingchen frowned, looking openly at the old man who saw Fan Tianluo getting into the carriage, and quickly followed him secretly .

Fan Tianluo was taken aback for a moment, and then asked Mo Xingchen to continue monitoring, while she admired the scenery on both sides of the street. After leaving the middle of the mountain, the whole street became chaotic, and the crowds also increased. Fan Tianluo let the coachman leave with fewer people. alley.

"Following up, it seems like I want to make a move." After Mo Xingchen finished speaking, he immediately entered the Xingluo stick. Although he did not enter the Xingluo stick, the Xingluo stick could still be used, but its power was greatly reduced, and he He felt that the old guy at the back was quite strong, so just in case, he went in first and could control the Xingluo stick by himself, but with Fantianluo's blessing, the power would be even higher.

If you want to bring out the strongest power of the Xingluo stick, Fantianluo uses the Xingluo stick, and the higher the strength of Fantianluo, the stronger the input weather vitality, the greater the power of the Xingluo stick.

At this time, the carriage was passing through the narrow alley, and the driver was a middle-aged uncle, who was very strong, and yelled loudly for passers-by to step aside, but fortunately, there were not many people in this alley.

The carriage in summer is very simple, with front and rear ventilation, only two gauze scarves are used to cover it slightly, and the two sides are supported by arches made of bamboo, which can prevent the sun from shining. Very small, only two people can sit face to face.

Fan Tianluo looked behind the gauze, which was light yellow and transparent. Although she couldn't see the face of the old guy who was chasing up behind, she could still see his outline.

At this moment, the old guy was walking fast, but he didn't make a move. The Xingluo stick appeared in Fantianluo's hand, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The old guy quickly caught up with the carriage and walked along the courtyard wall from the side. When Fan Tianluo couldn't see him, he immediately felt a murderous aura rushing straight from the side of the carriage.

With a sound of "Boom!", the sunshade bamboo pieces on the carriage were instantly torn apart, and a khaki-yellow light blade shadow directly slashed towards the top of Fan Tianluo's head.

The sound of "铛!" was very clear, and Fan Tianluo had already left the carriage and soared into the sky. The Xingluo stick in her hand hit the light and shadow blade fiercely.