Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 170 Mysterious Master
Zhuiyun just followed behind easily, not in a hurry at all, but when he waited for him to catch up, he saw a corpse lying on the ground, his face was ashen, with blood on the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that he committed suicide by taking poison. With a smile, "Is this a dead man?"

"That's right, and he's still a dead soldier of the Demonic Sound Sect." Jun Wuqing sneered coldly, looking at the dense jungle around him, only to realize that he had already left the city gate without knowing it. Weird, like a labyrinth, the air is filled with thick fog, like miasma.

Suddenly, Jun Wuqing said, "Don't breathe, this miasma is poisonous."

poisonous?It seems that the purpose of this dead man is not to search for news, but to invite you into the urn, is this really a good move?There are not many people in this world who want to catch Zhuiyun and Jun Wuqing all at once.

Zhuiyun narrowed his eyes dangerously, a sharp cold light flashed through his pupils, and he was back to back with Jun Wuqing, staring intently in front of him, suddenly, a loud rumbling sound resounded under his feet, the whole ground began to vibrate, and those stone pillars suddenly turned. Getting up, the speed became faster and faster, and in an instant, the surroundings turned into flying stones, like a violent storm.

"Be careful……"

Jun Wuqing suddenly grabbed Zhuiyun to avoid the attack, but his brows were furrowed involuntarily. This man's waist is so slender, is this a little too thin?
It's just that the dangerous situation at this moment prevents him from daydreaming so much, he can only dodge those flying stones quickly, and the rotation of the stone pillars also makes their vision a little blurred, Zhuiyun frowned, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was going to be exposed Woolen cloth?

fine……

The rumbling sound became louder and louder, the ground began to sink, Jun Wuqing's face changed drastically, like a whirlpool, causing them to escape incomparably, Zhuiyun's ear touched slightly, and suddenly shouted, "Get down..."

Because it was thrown at Jun Wuqing from the opposite side, and the ground was uneven, Jun Wuqing was thrown to the ground abruptly, but the person on him couldn't help moaning, "Damn it, thousands of arrows were fired, and they were still shot!" After being hit by an arrow, she covered her shoulder and gritted her teeth, but she underestimated the injury and felt the stagnation of her internal force. He secretly thought, damn it, is this arrow wound poisonous?
"Zuiyun, are you alright?" Sensing something strange about the person on his body, Jun Wuqing glanced at her sharply, but when he saw her shoulder, his face changed drastically, "Damn it, when did you get hurt?" Seeing her The blood stains on her body, the blood stains on the body of the white-clothed slender, panicked inexplicably, looked at the flying stones all over the sky, suddenly gritted her teeth, hugged her in her arms, and rushed out abruptly.

Of course, he was hit by some heavy stones, and outside the stone forest, a group of men in black looked like hungry wolves, staring greedily at the two injured people, "My lord, both Zhuiyun and Jun Wuqing were injured. .”

"Chasing, if they live, you will die. I think Qingming doesn't mind having a few more zombie puppets." The cold voice has no warmth, and under the night demon, those deep and cold eyes are definitely colder than icebergs. Jun Wuqing was a bit cold, and his white clothes were particularly obvious under the night. If Yunfeng was here, he would definitely hear the strange voice, at least he seemed to have heard it somewhere...

For example, in her dream, no, maybe it's not a dream, but the voice that controls her mind, full of bewitchment everywhere.

(End of this chapter)