Qin Luo World: Concubine Yu, Don't Play Ambiguous

Chapter 299 Serial Killing Formation, Survival from Desperation 5
Stopping in one step, Murong Jue glanced at the dozen or so black-faced guards who were dressed vigorously and looked menacing.

No need to think about it, he knew that it was Li Luo's well-known and well-trained secret guard.

Murong Jue's evil and charming aura spread out, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "I'm on my way to passer-by, seeing the pleasant scenery here, I want to go in and enjoy it."

Passerby?Several hidden guards winked at each other, never heard of it.

Immediately, a hidden guard stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "This is the royal hunting ground, not everyone can enter, please move to another place if you want to see the scenery."

"Oh, I really don't know, it's really unintentional to come here by mistake, I'll go now, I'll go now."

As he said that, he turned around and walked away.

A dozen or so dark guards disappeared into the forest like ghosts and ghosts when they saw that the visitors had gone.

Unexpectedly, Murong Jue drifted in instantly when those hidden guards were relaxing.

That speed, that figure, like a stream of purple smoke, roared past.

None of the hundreds of hidden guards in the dense forest noticed anything unusual.

No one knew that Murong Jue had slipped in from under their noses.

At this moment, Yiqin broke into a cold sweat, and fled in mid-air, using his lightness kung fu to the extreme.

Looking at the fiery red clouds overlapping in front of him, his face became colder and darker.

Murderous intentions everywhere, every step is difficult and dangerous.

He had scolded Li Luo to death long ago, and felt so wronged that his heart was so sad that his white teeth would almost fall out.

Stinky Liluo, bad Liluo, devil, devil, big devil.

Every time he taught her something, he didn't take her safety into consideration, every time he pushed her into a desperate situation, he would not be merciful at all.

The fire-burning red clouds, one after another, one big one after another.

The red is enchanting, and the burning is ferocious.

Overwhelming people rushed towards Yiqin, the aura shocked the world, weeping ghosts and gods.

An infinite chill rose from his heart, and the sword energy in his hand was like the boundless cold, rushing straight into the sky, spreading horizontally like an explosion, and continuing to spread.

(End of this chapter)