Chapter 969: You're Crazy

Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read. After a while, the white-clothed attendant suddenly exclaimed: "Little boy, look at it." ใ€ๆ„›โ†‘ๅŽปโ–ณๅฐโ†“่ชชโ–ณ็ถฒ Qu ใ€‘"

Han Che's eyes withdrew from the color of the water and sky, and he saw that the white dot on the flying bird plate was almost in the position he was.

Han Che's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked a smile that seemed to be a smile.

"It's back, count her acquaintances."

The white-clothed attendant looked at the little boy and felt a little numb in his heart, he had never seen the little boy show such an expression like a wild wolf catching a prey.

Wumeng girl, ask for more blessings.

The wind and Wumeng drove the boat back to the coast, Wumeng's face was not good, and he held back at sea for two more days, and he didn't eat any food, and the time of a month had been running away for several days.

She looked up at the small black dot that had been hovering in the sky.

It was a bird, and she and the wind knew it, but it was flying too high for them to shoot it.

But they were glad they had made the right decision, and the bird hadn't stopped following them because they had killed the women.

Thanks to their return, otherwise the training island would have been exposed.

Wumeng became more sure of Fengtuo's ability to judge and began to trust him.

Now she just wants to hurry back to the palace and borrow a spear from the princess and sister-in-law to see if she can kill the bird.

"I don't know which pervert has bred such a perverted stalking bird." Wu Meng scolded and jumped off the boat.

Turning his head and showing a bright spring smile towards Feng Tiao: "Brother Feng Diao, let's hurry back to the house." โ€

Feng Tuo nodded, put his hand to his lips and whistled, and a shiny black horse rushed out of the grove on the shore.

The coast here is immediately followed by a small forest, and beyond that there is a wetland, which can easily fall into the wetland and die, so very few people come here.

The wind got on the horse, and Wumeng naturally jumped up, sat down behind him, and held his waist with his hand.

Feng Diao's body stiffened obviously.

"Let's go." Wumeng urged.

The wind calmed down and walked away.

As soon as the horse jumped into the grove, it encountered a sudden force, and it struck directly towards the wind on the horse's back, as sharp as a mountain and a sea.

Wu Meng's heart sank, this power is too familiar with the real mud medium.

Feng Tiao stretched out his hand to grab her, and flew towards the treetops, but before he landed on the treetops, he saw that the horse that had not escaped was split into pieces, and the flesh and blood were scattered, and the two of them frowned in unison.

This is obviously not giving people a chance to live, and the killing intent is so strong that they both are shocked.

Wu Meng's face was so angry that his little face turned blue: "Han Bull, you treacherous villain, what is it if you come out for me, what is it to secretly release arrows?" โ€

Wumeng was so angry that she didn't know how to scold people, and words like treachery were spit out by her.

Who would have imagined that the person who clearly said that he would give her a month to prepare for revenge would be so open-minded and open-minded, but he would deceive her behind her back.

If they had been a little slower just now, they would have turned into meat sauce by now.

Wumeng is really angry, and the uncle is unbearable, and the aunt can't bear it.

She wants to fight to the death with Han Che, either she dies or she dies, and she dies, anyway, it is better than living with such a breath.

Han Che didn't actually hide at all, and he didn't need to hide.

He just stood at the exit of the grove and watched the horses gallop along the path, and the Chill Sword struck out.

It's not that he's hiding, it's that they didn't see him at all.

Han Che stood at the exit, the light in the grove was dim, and the white light outside lined his long and jade figure, like a hellish Shura, which made people couldn't help but be frightened.

The killing intent on his body was so obvious that it was not hidden at all.

Wu Meng was extremely angry and thought again, what kind of madness was Han Che smoking, chasing her here and killing her again?

If you want to kill her, you can kill her that night.

She admits that she hasn't messed with him in the past few days.

Wu Meng turned his head to look at Feng Tuo, and asked very suspiciously: "Could it be that men will also have a few days when they come to Kwai Shui?" It's so uncertain! โ€

Feng Tuan raised his forehead: "He seems to be targeting me." โ€

Inexplicably, he was hit by a peerless master as a blood feud, and the tone was really a dog.

"Check it out." Wumeng took the lead in flying towards Han Che.

The wind follows, and if you can't avoid it, you can only go head-on.

He and Wu Meng may not lose if they deal with Han Che at the same time.

Han Che held the cold sword with silver light, his sapphire blue eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he stared closely at the two figures flying over.

Wu Meng settled down in a red dress, waved the fire whip in his hand and asked angrily: "Han Bull, what are you smoking, is what you said the same as your fart, all of them are rubbish?" โ€

Han Che stared at him gloomily: "Come here!" โ€

Wu Meng laughed angrily: "Han Bull, are you really crazy?" โ€

How could he be so straightforward to call himself, Wumeng felt that his lungs were about to be blown up.

"Again, come here." The silver light of the cold sword in Han Che's hand was even worse, exuding a terrifying light.

Wumeng sneered: "You are the fucking oldest, why should I listen to you, ah......"

Before Wumeng finished speaking, Han Che had already slashed over with a silver light, directly shaving off half of Wumeng's hair, making Wumeng's face pale with fright.

"Damn, if you want to fight, just say it, how can you do it directly without saying hello, there is no morality."

Feng Tiao's forehead jumped on the side, you are a killer who has assassinated countless people, is it time to talk to Han Che about the morality of the rivers and lakes.

I thought that Wumeng was a clear person, but it seems that when she met Han Che, this girl was also a little confused.

Han Che took a step forward calmly, if the killing intent on his body was not so obvious, it was quite appreciative to look at, he said coldly: "I told you, disobedient?" โ€

If you are disobedient, Lao Tzu will come up and beat you to the momentum of obedience.

Feng Tuo couldn't stand it anymore, he glanced at Wu Meng, Wu Meng raised the fire whip and swung it at Han Che, Feng Diao's long sword came out of the sheath and followed Wu Meng together.

The ocean blue in Han Che's eyes had already formed a layer of frost, and seeing that the two of them were about to fight two and one regardless of it, he even had killing intent on his brows.

Okay, very good, it's just a matter of finding a man to double cultivate, and let's deal with him together.

Today, he will not kill this adulterer, and he will waste this kung fu.

"If you are looking for death, then you can't blame me."

As soon as Han Che's cold sword came out, he greeted him.

Feng Tuo and Wu Meng naturally knew how deep Han Che's internal strength was, and they didn't dare to fight with him, so they attacked one after the other.

Bearing the enemy on his back made Han Che squint slightly.

Feng Tuo and Wu Meng are both top masters, no matter how perverted his martial arts are, he is still a person in the end, and his ghostly body can only allow him to avoid the attacks of the two, but he has no way to make a move by himself.

Wumeng is also red-eyed, and he already has hatred in his heart, but now that he has such a good opportunity, maybe he can revenge in advance.

Han Che didn't bring a single soldier to send her to death, so don't blame her for not caring about what is above board. Reading, a better reading experience.