Immortality Cultivation Era

Moran also fell to the ground.

It seems that the room of this hotel has a curse.

The people who stay here will eventually lie down.

Uncertainly turned over, looked at the ceiling, lost his eyes, muttered to himself.

"My sword? You gave me my sword..."

Xia Yan frowned, and closed the door and looked at the four people lying in the room.

When I came in, the only one standing was Mo Yan.

It’s hard to be done, is he doing it?

It’s impossible to think about it.

Even if the singer and the singer Wang Zhe are all eating bad stomachs, it is impossible to join hands and not be an opponent.

Silence, Wang Zhe, all lying in a pool of blood, she went forward to investigate a lot, Wang Zhe completely did not breathe, silent air intake and less gas, Xia Wei did not want to drop a fist, kneeling in silence chest.

"咔嚓"

The sound of broken bones sounds.

This is completely out of breath.

She went to the high song and reached out and grabbed his wrist. He found that the pulse was stable. Nothing was wrong except for his arm. He was completely relieved.

She will sing high and throw it on the bed, and she will be stunned again.

"Tell me, what's going on!" Xia Yan's eyes were cold.

Mo Ran did not seem to hear Xia Wei’s words, still squinting and talking to himself.

"My sword, my sword..."

Xia Yan sighed and realized that it was not possible to know the matter from the mouth.

When she pulled out the phone, she called a phone and said the address of the hotel to the phone. The room: "Come and clean up, here is the dead."

When I finished speaking, I hung up the phone.

She is sure that the other person understands what she meant.

Anyway, such a thing, Xia Jia did not do less, it is already a light car.

After hanging up the phone, she sat next to the song.

After a long time, Moran only came back.

He slammed up and his eyes were red, but not angry, but because of sadness and depression.

He looked at Xia Yu with tears.

Xia Xi was not happy at the time.

People who don't know think what they have done to him.

"Are you giving me my sword back?"

"I didn't take it." Xia Yan was mad. "I just came, are you a blind man? Can't you see?"

"My sword... You give me my sword, or I can't kill Liu Rui, and Song Zhi, they are still alive... they must die!"

Xia Yan sighed.

Looking at a stunned Mo Yan, Xia Wei wanted to punch him out with a punch, but there was no way to harden his heart. He could only say: "Then you will simply say what happened before. Once again, I will help you analyze and analyze where your sword has gone."

When I listened to Xia Wei’s words, it was a bright light, so I quickly narrated the battle between the previous songs and silence.

After he finished this, his eyes fell into the singer.

"This guy! It must have been that he stole my sword!"

After finishing this sentence, he will rush to the high song, and the result has not yet arrived, he was kicked by Xia Wei.

"The room is so big, the song has not left here, so the sword is definitely still here, you look for it slowly." Although Xia Wei knows that the sword is a good thing, but she is interested in the sword. nothing.

I immediately climbed up from the ground and carefully searched the ground.

Don't want to search every corner, even under the carpet...

After waiting for a while, Xia Wei finally couldn't bear it.

"You broke the toilet tank too far?"

Do not ignore it, still search, and finally Xia Hao roared: "You stop me! What do you do to screw the bulb?"

Suddenly, the door of the room was ringing.

"Go to the door." Xia Wei is very natural to Mo Yan.

Do not think much, stand up and go to open the door, walked into a dozen men, the original small space was instantly filled.

"Miss, the people at this hotel have been cleared by us, including service staff, etc." The middle-aged man who walked in and walked to Xia Wei and said.

When I spoke, I also sang a few songs in bed.

Xia Yan’s face sank and seemed to guess the other’s thoughts. He said directly: “You just need to do what I have to explain.”

The middle-aged man sighed and seemed to feel a little glanced, but he immediately ordered the people who followed him to start carrying the body, and two people began to mopping the ground. They also seemed to bring some professional equipment, such as elimination. Fingerprints, etc...

This is a team.

Their advertising words may be: We don't kill people, we are just porters of the body.

"Looking for a car, we have to leave here." Xia Wei said.

Someone immediately sent a car key, and by the way: "Miss, do you need us to help? Your friend is still in a coma."

Xia Wei thought about it or shook his head and refused.

She stood up and sang high songs, very grandfather, as a cultivator, there is still some strength.

"Follow me." Xia Wei said to Mo Ran.

Mo Ran is like a puppet who has been taken away by the soul, followed by Xia Wei, walked out of the hotel, came to the garage, and found a black Audi SUV with the car key.

Throwing the high song into the back row, Xia Yan looked at the eyes: "Will you drive?"

"There is a driver's license, not opened..."

"That's still rolling." Xia Wei decided to drive himself.

When I got out of the garage, I asked, "Where are we going now?"

"It is definitely not the way to kindergarten." Xia Hao paused and said, "Liu Jia."

"Liu Rui their home?" Mo Ran looked pale, "Do you want to give me to them?"

"If I am there, no one can kill you." Xia Wei impatiently said, "What are you afraid of?"

It is very difficult to settle down.

His head began to sweat again, such as sitting on a needle felt.

The car ran smoothly on the road.

"From here, to Liu, there is a half-hour drive. In this half hour, you can tell me about Liu Rui's festival." Xia Yan said, holding the steering wheel.

Uncertainly biting his lip and asking: "If I don't say it?"

"Don't say it to you, but this will directly affect what your ending is like after the Liu family."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Yes." Xia Wei said.

Mo Yanhe laughed.

"Do you believe it? If it wasn't for my friend to save you, you are now dead." Xia Wei said.

Mo Yan sneered: "You are all a group, stealing my big sword."

Xia Wei did not speak.

She is also very curious, where is the place where the sword is gone.

It seems to have disappeared from the air.

But before, the room had been searched, and no big sword was found.

This is why she can decisively leave the hotel. She knows that Gaoge is still very interested in the sword. Even when she knows this task, Gaoge thinks subconsciously that it is the one who sent him equipment. .

It’s just the place to go for this equipment, now it’s a mystery.

"Whether it is killing you or catching you, we are all completing the task. If you are us, what will you do?" Xia Wei asked. "I always feel that the dead are simpler than the living, and the living people have to worry. Will you run away, right?"

Mo Ran roared: "What about that? You can kill Nizi now!" After saying this, he even reached out and wanted to win the steering wheel.

Xia Yan snorted and slammed one hand.

"what!"

Moran screaming out of his nose.

"You have not played with us, without the sword, do you think that you will be my opponent?" Xia Yan did not squint, still looking at the road ahead.

Unwilling to cry, I want to cry.

This is the most horrible woman he has ever seen...

"Young man, don't struggle, if she really wants to kill you, she has already started." From the back seat of the car, a tired voice came.

Xia Wei glanced through the inside rearview mirror and said, "Wake up?"

Gao Ge slowly sat in the body, and patted his head, a look after a hangover.

Moran immediately turned his face and looked at him.

"What about my sword?"

"How do I know?" Gao Ge did not have a good air.

The face is not red and does not jump.

However, the place where the sword went, the whole world is probably only known to him.