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But then, Yin Wutian straightened up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled coldly.

"Painting a golden halberd... possessed by a soul? Unfortunately, it won't last long..."

Yang Qianli was in a mess in his heart, he didn't know what was going on, but...

From Yin Wutian's words, he could clearly hear that Yin Wutian knew everything about himself!
This...how terrifying.

Could it be that since I got that phone, I was just a pawn?
And this Yin Wutian is one of the chess players? !
The more Yang Qianli thought about it, the more afraid he became.

This is an opportunity for myself, if I don't make it right, it's just to let my soul fly away, okay?
Yin Wutian had already charged over with the dagger in hand.

This time, Yang Qianli couldn't react in time, the dagger cut Yang Qianli's neck, Yang Qianli dodged in pain, and was slapped away by Yin Wutian again!

Yang Qianli suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Yin Wutian sneered.

"The cultivation is not bad... This time, I still won't kill you!"

"Who are you..."

"No sky!"

"Hehe... sooner or later, I will defeat you. I will definitely return the shame you gave me today!"

"I am waiting for you."

But just after Yin Wutian finished speaking, a voice came out from the darkness.

"Yang Qianli, you have a lot of enemies, but are you still stubborn now? Hehehehe... If he doesn't kill you, it doesn't mean I won't kill you..."

This voice sounds gloomy.

When Yang Qianli saw this person clearly, he half-closed his eyes.

"who are you……"

"Since you're about to die, it's okay to tell you. Why don't you try to get an earthworm to eavesdrop on our conversation...Since you've listened to it, then...you really don't need to live anymore."

"Ma Wu?!"

Yin Wutian just watched from the sidelines and didn't say anything.

Regarding the appearance of Ma Wu, Yang Qianli suddenly felt a little desperate.

I am in a very dangerous situation now, if I am in the house, there is still a protection formation, but unfortunately, I was lured out by Yin Wutian's murderous aura...

I was beaten by Yin Wutian so that I lost my combat ability, and several of my spirit beasts were severely injured and unconscious by Yin Wutian!
Who else can help themselves? !
Zhao Xingyu?
but……

I'm afraid it won't be too late.

Although the golden halberd painted on a painting pole still exists as a monster soldier, but...Yang Qianli no longer has the ability to control it.

Seeing that Yin Wutian was motionless, Ma Wu sneered and pulled out the dagger he had prepared long ago.

"It's just to blame... You have too many enemies, Yang Qianli..."

Ma Wu walked towards Yang Qianli step by step.

Yin Wutian spoke suddenly.

"The one in the dark, come out, hide your head and hide your tail, like a mouse..."

In the darkness, another figure suddenly stepped out.

Everyone was stunned.

I saw that this person was wearing a dark night suit, sometimes wearing a tight-fitting vest on his upper body. There were many large and small pockets on the vest, which contained some messy small things. He held a samurai short knife in his hand.

The appearance of this person made Ma Wu alert.

Whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is not clear at all for a while.

And this person, Ma Wu didn't notice at all.

"Who are you……"

Ma Wu spat out these words from his mouth.

Yang Qianli was stunned.

Even though this person has already appeared, he still seems to have no breath at all, and it is difficult to perceive...

Who would have thought that tonight, around Yang Qianli's residence, there were actually three immortal cultivators hiding.

"My purpose is to kill Yang Qianli...and bring back his head!"

The figure in the night suit uttered cold words, which sounded a bit lame.

"East Ying people?"

Yang Qianli tried his best to stand up, and supported his body with a painting pole to draw a golden halberd.

He didn't dare to count on Yin Wutian, if Yin Wutian didn't take the opportunity to attack him when he did something later, he would be thankful...

The reason why Yang Qianli guessed like this.

For one thing, during the day, when Wang Fuhan talked to him on the phone, he said something that seemed to be from Dongying.

Secondly, this person's attire is very similar to that of a Japanese ninja, coupled with this superb concealment skills and poor Chinese dialect, it is suspicious.

Thirdly, I didn't offend anyone. If I say offend, except that the black goose belongs to commercial competition, and the incident in the imperial capital, the instigator behind it will definitely retaliate. Then...combined, this person, It should be from Dongying...

……

"Kill you, you don't need to know who I am..."

The man suddenly started.

The speed is much faster than Ma Wu.

It should be said that Ma Wu is to let Yang Qianli experience the fear before death.

that……

This figure in the night clothes was to get rid of Yang Qianli quickly and take away Yang Qianli's head.

Yang Qianli held the painting pole to trace the golden halberd, trying hard to compete with the figure in night clothes!
But the figure was swaying, the previous injury was touched, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and suddenly, his expression was particularly sluggish.

Yang Qianli glanced longingly at his house.

With a sad smile on his face...

I'm sorry, Mom and Dad...

I'm sorry, Ling'er...

I... I'm afraid I can't be with you anymore...

Ling'er, forget about cultivating immortals...

Stop cultivating immortals, be an ordinary person, be happy, that's good...

I'm sorry Ling'er, I said I would protect you for the rest of my life, but unfortunately... I'm going to break my promise...

I may not go back...

But fortunately, the room is guarded by a magic circle, so it is very safe, I am very relieved...

I really want to hug you again, Linger...

Immediately afterwards, ideas one by one were conveyed to Huajin.

Hua Jin, I'm sorry, I might... die...

After I die, this small world should be completely owned by you. I will also take back the golden halberd on the painting stick. If I die...

If you want to find another owner for the painting pole, you must definitely...

Don't find another one as weak as me...

No one understood why Yang Qianli had withdrawn his weapon suddenly.

Why did he suddenly give up all resistance when he was about to face off.

Yang Qianli wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, regardless of Hua Jin's roar in his own small world, he raised his proud head and waited for the arrival of the blade!

"Master, don't, master!"

"Owner!!!"

……

Unfortunately, I am dead...

But died in the hands of a Japanese man!
I can not be reconciled!

I am not reconciled! ! !
Yang Qianli screamed hard in his heart, but...

So what?

In the end, maybe...

It's still useless.

Ma Wu watched quietly. To him, as long as Yang Qianli died, it didn't matter who killed him. He only wanted the news of Yang Qianli's death.

When the blade arrived, Yang Qianli was ready to perish, but a voice came from him coldly.

"No one can kill him except me..."