The sword in his hand was about to be cut out a second time, and suddenly...

In a distant direction, the sound of an earful of joy.

The sound of the violin was so beautiful that everyone in the room, including the men and women of the Golden Hongmen Yellow Clothes, as well as the guardian of the Palace Chiten, showed an intoxicating look.

The old man in yellow clad in his heart for a moment. He didn't feel well and wanted to be sober.

But the mind God was immediately forced to attract the sound of the music, and the horse's face was as thin as a long face, showing an intoxicating look.

When no one noticed, the sound of the violin suddenly switched from loud to exciting to kill.

Suddenly, a guard picked up the knife and slashed it hard on his companion.

Blood splash!

“Kill you! Kill you!” An angry howl sounded in the crowd.

Everyone had a twisted expression on their faces, as if they were obsessed, cutting them at all costs towards those around them.

The old man in yellow did not wake up suddenly until warm blood had splashed on his face.

“Stop it all -!!” A roar carries the essence of heaven.

Suddenly interrupted the sound of the violin, and stopped the people around them from killing like lunatics.

Everyone had a confused look on their face as if they had no idea what they had just done.

The face of the elderly man in yellow was very ugly, he looked in the direction of the voice, cold-blooded: “Your Honor's sound attack is so pure, he is no more than a high disciple of [the Sanskrit Palace], somehow against my golden rainbow door? ”

The Sanskrit Palace is the only major musician in Wuhu.

Because the sound wave attack was so powerful, the elderly man in the yellow coat guessed to be the doorman of the Sanskrit Palace.

Not far away, a white girl's figure slowly emerged from the fog.

She also had a little blood stain on her shirt, holding an eyeless Guqin in her left hand and a small doll with a pink carved jade in her right hand.

You can see the face raised by the young girl without fandering, the clothes are dirty, and with the deceptive snow, the charming colors, people's gaze is unconsciously attracted to the past, even forgetting to breathe for a moment.

Moo-yan pulled up his lips and smiled. “Aren't you looking for me? ”

The pupils of the elderly man in yellow clothes suddenly contracted, his gaze fell from Muang's face to Xiaobao's body, and his eyes flashed with a strong killing intent.

Is this the youngest heavenly man the doorman ordered to be eliminated?

On that day, Palace Qianxue's men chased to the bottom of the cliff, but nothing appeared, not even a drop of blood was found.

Later, it was heard that the abandoned Miyagi Chiten was a 4-5 year old doll, and Miyagi Chiyuki immediately associated himself with the little boy who stole his holy beast egg.

Because there are things to do, Miyagi Chiyuki has to leave immediately.

That's why the old man in yellow clothes was instructed to follow Gong Qianteng and say it was to avenge him, but the real purpose was actually to find the mother and son, kill them and retrieve the eggs of the Holy Beast.

Gong Qianteng saw Mu Yan and Xiaobao, but he screamed out loud, "Bitch, bitch! You did this to me! Get her and that son of a bitch around her. I must strip that son of a bitch..."

Gong Qianteng hasn't finished his words, and Muyan gently pulled the strings in his hand.

His mouth cursed suddenly and his face twisted violently.

And then, banging, a red thing fell out of his mouth and landed on the floor.

At the same moment, blood, a lot of blood, gushed out of the mouth of the palace.