Now is the time!

Yiyun took advantage of the past, when the fat man's fat chin was still trembling, the broken sword stretched horizontally under his neck, "Huh!" made a very small sound, as smooth as a finger on the strings, this time Yiyun used more strength, a sword cut most of the fat man's throat, he swallowed a few times, the fat head slammed forward, and when the blood spurted out, he was already dead. ∑

The fat man's still hot body continued to twitch, and the discomfort in Yiyun's heart was not as strong as before, he leaned down and tore a money bag from the fat man's waist, but he didn't expect that this fat man was actually richer than the person who took the lead, and there were ten silver coins and dozens of copper coins in the money bag.

This greatly encouraged Yiyun, there was a bulging bag on the right side of the fat man, he reached out and took it, opened it and saw that it was a pork knuckle that had eaten most of it.

"This dead fat pig!" Yiyun's psychological pressure subsided even more, and an idea popped into his mind.

Yiyun no longer hid, he wiped the blood-stained broken sword in his hand on the fat man's body, and then discerned the voice and walked out, the soft-speaking, walking cautiously by the garbage heap, looking afraid of being dirty, he pinned a delicate crescent scimitar to his waist.

"Smack!"

Yiyun threw out the very greasy pork knuckle in his hand, the's reaction was very quick, he pinched the scimitar handle with a few fingers, and as soon as his arm moved, he chopped the pork knuckle that smashed at him into several pieces;

"Ouch...... Dead fat pigs!dirty!dirty!" Several pieces of the pork knuckles that the faggots had cut off fell on his clothes, causing him to scream in a strange tone. He took out a silk scarf to wipe the grease on his body, and couldn't stop complaining.

He rushed straight over; the just raised his head and opened his mouth to scold in the direction of Yiyun, he took Yiyun for the fat man, without the slightest defense, without waiting for him to see clearly, the broken sword in Yiyun's hand. It thrust into his open mouth, and then Yiyun grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and let go vigorously.

A sword was inserted from the faggot's mouth, directly penetrating his head, because the force was too strong, the faggot was directly inserted by the sword and fell to the sand, Yiyun exhaled, groped for the faggot's money bag, there were only a dozen copper coins in it, and two very delicate silk scarves, Yiyun wanted to pull out the broken sword. only to find that it was already stuck in the skull of the faggot, looking at the bloody head of his subordinates, if he immediately pulled out the broken sword, he would definitely splash blood.

He picked up's cutlass and left.

There are three people left, and the two tall men always walk together, and the camel, Yiyun speculates that his strength should not be weak, because he used to joke about without scruples, and his strength is at least the same as that of, or even stronger than. Killed three people in succession. Yiyun had a lot of blood on his hands, and he felt a strong smell of blood around him.

Yiyun was about to leave when he heard a mocking voice ringing out, "Charlie! It seems that you are not just a dead faggot, but also a lazy ghost! You're sitting here and lazy!" Yiyun was standing under a pile of garbage next to the at this time, his body was blocked by a puff of garbage blown by the smelly sea breeze, and at the same time, the whirring wind also covered Yiyun's breathing.

's corpse. Because Yiyun rummaged through his belongings just now and leaned him against the garbage, it looked like at this time. It's like this guy is sitting there napping.

The camel walked towards the as he spoke, and when he saw that Charlie didn't respond, he immediately rushed forward in annoyance, and then kicked the with a fierce kick.

"Smack!" the's body was kicked far away by him, and the camel froze for a moment, obviously still wondering why Charlie didn't fight back.

Yiyun gritted his teeth, kicked his feet on the sand on the ground, and before the camel could react, a puff of black sand smashed into his face, and the camel reacted very quickly, he immediately stood in the distance, closed his eyes tightly, and was not in a hurry to wipe the sand off his face, but pricked up his ears to listen to the sound of the four times.

Yiyun, who had already rushed out a step, didn't expect him to deal with it in this way, and he also stopped abruptly.

On the thick black mist on the beach, a gust of sea breeze blew, and the camel with a rickety figure closed his eyes and his head turned slightly, while a thin black iron rod was lifted in his hand, and Yiyun held the delicate scimitar in his hand, and stood there sculpturally, not moving, holding his breath.

"Bang dang! Bang dang ......"

Several tin cans were driven by the wind to roll towards the two of them, making a loud sound. "Smack!" The iron can rolled to the camel's feet, and the thin iron rod in his hand moved, piercing the iron can through at once, and then Yiyun noticed that his thin iron rod was very sharp.

The camel still maintained the same probing appearance with its ears pricked up and its head slightly turned.

Yiyun held his breath with all his might, the green tendons on his neck bloomed, from the swift action of the camel's lightning just now, Yiyun obviously felt that there was a big gap in strength between himself and him, it seemed that he had made a mistake in his assessment from the beginning, this camel was the strongest among these people.

Then I saw that the head of the camel turned in one direction, and then stopped.

Yiyun thought for a moment and saw his intentions, the camel was facing the wind at this time, and the black sand on his face was gradually blown off by the wind.

Can't wait any longer, Yiyun jumped up, gasping in the air, as soon as the camel's hand was raised, the thin iron rod stabbed over, Yiyun didn't retreat, he directly met it with his palm, the sharp thin iron rod suddenly penetrated his palm, Yiyun endured the severe pain, and the scimitar in his hand swung forward.

The's scimitar was so sharp that it slashed through the air with a smooth cold light, and the hunchback's head rolled down the sand like a coconut.

"Hiss......"

Yiyun pulled out the thin iron rod that had pierced his palm, and the pain made him gasp.

He leaned over the camel's crooked corpse and found a dirty money bag containing only seven or eight copper coins and a magic crystal key, which disappointed Yiyun a little, and he continued to rummage through it, finding an upside-down pocket in the camel's cuff, containing a thumb-sized tubular vial and a ball of wounded bands.

At the same time, Yoshiyun smelled an indescribable stench, the light of the torch that had not yet been extinguished on the ground, and he saw that the palm of his hand penetrated by the thin iron rod was swollen as a whole, and the wound oozed black blood, and it seemed that the sharp tip of the thin iron rod of the camel was quenched with poison. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)