Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

The moon in the sky is not very clear.

The wind in late autumn, especially cold at night, blows on people and goes straight into the flesh.

In the daytime, the busy streets are empty, but occasionally there are one or two bangs.

Mixed with bleak cry: "dry weather, be careful of fire."

A black shadow flashed by, as fast as a whirlwind, as fast as lightning. If someone saw it, it was just a flower in front of him.

The man was dressed in black, with black boots and a piece of green gauze on his face.

He was very familiar with the roads of the capital, and he did not hesitate to go up and down.

Soon, he came to the outside of a house.

This house is very special. The light at the door is dim and unclear. Several servants stand on the steps with great spirit.

The host is also different. The plaque on the door is not "Zhang Zhai", "Li Fu" and other words, but three big black characters: listen to Yuxuan.

The man lightly picks the lip angle, looked at a distance, turned to the backwall of the yard directly.

The corner door was closed and there was no light in it.

The whole mansion is as quiet as the night, only the sound of wind blowing and leaves falling.

The man lifted his breath, and his body fell steadily on the high wall without even a sound.

He is satisfied with a smile, like a snowflake gently falling, is still silent.

He is familiar with the yard. The black eye son flashed a few twinkles, determined the direction that oneself seek.

In the shade of trees, he soon came to a courtyard.

There was a dim light in the window. It was obvious that the man's brows were locked before the people in the room were asleep.

This girl, all sick like that, still not willing to have a good rest?

As soon as his legs floated, he stood outside the window.

Grin, want to go in, this light is an eyesore!

When he raised his hand, there was a locust stone in his palm.

But before he moved his hand, his eyes suddenly became angry.

On the window, there are two projections, a man and a woman.

The moon does not know when to completely hide behind the clouds, it seems to be shy.

The right hand mercilessly grasped, that locust stone in an instant turned into a pile of powder, and then released, falling with the wind.

His heart seemed to break with it.

She tried her best to move out, not to recuperate!

What Xiao Yin said is really right. She has a strange disease.

Mo Wen in the room was slightly attentive, his ears moved, and his eyes were fixed.

He pushed Yun Linglong with his hand and put his middle finger on his lips.

Yun Linglong raised his head for no reason, but saw him raise his hand and put out the candle in the room.

Before she had time to respond, Mo Wen shot out of the window like a sharp arrow.

"Who?" With a rebuke, cloud Linglong heard the voice of Mo Wen.

The night fell into a daze. It seemed that I had heard the sound somewhere.

It's not Nangong Yuxuan. Is it other people in LingXiao pavilion?

It was dark in the yard. Two figures stood opposite each other with endless anger.

At the thought of the man staying in Yun Linglong's room till now, the anger in his heart rushed to his head.

Mo asked, but he was angry. Who should have hit his apprentice?

So, before the other party could answer, Mo Wen, who had a bad temper, waved his hand and chopped it.

Night city, a belly of anger is not out of it, should be angry with him! Why does this man dare to fight against him?

Now it's no longer polite, and it's also a way to go up.

Yeqingcheng is young and angry. He is not only fierce, but also very cruel. He is not merciful at all.

Mo Wen's two favorite things in his life are poison skill and martial arts.

If it wasn't for the limitation of some conditions, his cultivation could be superior to the rest of the world.

Rao is so. He has few rivals in Wulin.

This fight is really wonderful, but there is no audience.

Yun Linglong doesn't know what's going on outside, but it's strange. How can Yuxuan break into the uninvited guest?

I really bring my own recruiting system. Where she is, there must be something strange.

Is this man for himself.

She didn't have such a strong eyesight that she couldn't see what was going on outside.

Think about it, or want to light the lantern, she must know who is the trouble for her, right?

Just as the light just came on, Mo asked: "girl, turn off the light. I'm afraid this thief is a maniac who covets your beauty."

"Ah?" Yun Linglong was almost laughed by this sentence.

In the twinkling of an eye, the two men fought several moves, and they were still neck and neck.

Cloud Linglong see Mo asked can also be busy to pay attention to the situation here, a heart will calm down.

She simply picked up the lantern, went to the door, leaned on the doorframe and watched the excitement.

Night Qingcheng see her come out, the whole person is a stagnant, isn't this wench good model?

But listen to Yuxuan has always been closed door thanks, in fact, where there is what guest? He was the only one who declined.

As soon as he stopped, Mo Wen stopped and said with a calm face, "Why are you so disobedient? And what do you look like? Do you want to laugh at the door? "

Night Qing City, the face under the green yarn all convulsed for a while, that he can become what?

Yun Linglong was so angry that she said, "master, what are you talking about? It's terrible. I'm weak and I can't stand still! "

Can't stand still? Is that still sick?

The night pours City, the fire is a little bit smaller, and he recognizes Mo Wen by the light.

This man's personality is perverse, even south palace jade Xuan is also polite to him, but he and cloud exquisite long how to relate?

She called him "master"“

"Why don't you hurry back to your room? If the wind is cold and the dew is heavy, be careful. " Night Qingcheng although still very angry, but really reluctant to let her stand in the tuyere.

"You? You are... "Yun Linglong stretched his arm to bring the lantern closer to him.

It's just the sound of footsteps coming from the front yard. A group of people are coming here.

Needless to say, about Nangong Yuxuan came with people.

Yeqingcheng thought to himself that Nangong Yuxuan was not so terrible, but the middle-aged man was really good at it. He wanted to beat him, but it was not a short time.

What's more, other people have help, but they are alone. The situation is very unfavorable!

With a wisp of wind blowing by, the lantern in yunlinglong's hand went out, and the whole yard fell into boundless darkness again.

If you don't go now, when will you stay?

A little bit on his toes, he soared into the air and quickly flew up to the roof, and disappeared into the night.

Ah, under his own eyes, does this man still want to slip? Mo asked and then chased up.