Chapter 1962: Poison!

Zi Xuan said so, but when she looked at Ye Ling, she seemed to have a thousand words to say, but she was hesitant.

"It doesn't matter, I have found him." Long Yin said happily. She raised her head and took a sip. The wine tasted sweet but not intoxicating.

It was not their fault. The Fourth Hokage had not appeared for so many years, and it was hard not to think that he had died.

At this moment, he saw black shadows swaying around, as if countless people and horses surrounded them. What shocked him was that the figures around him bent their bows and arrows and aimed at them.

But it was extremely difficult to use it against him. Unless Haotian didn't want to live, he would die by the hands of others.

They climbed over three hills in a row. If it weren't for the horses, Liu Qianyan would never be able to keep up with them.

He knew clearly. The final result would be that no one would be happy. But he was still so persistent. Abide by Xiahou Qingzhi's promise before his death.

"You have to let her go, don't you?" Jun Shinuo was silent. Xia Nuanyan, he really had to let her go. Every drop of Xia Nuanyan's blood dripped on his heart. How could he not let her go?

The searchlights installed on the mountains on both sides of the base wall had illuminated the battlefield within a few hundred meters outside the wall as bright as day. The sight of the soldiers who were fighting would not be affected at all.

"Good fellow, you actually still have the energy to talk to me like this." Yao Hong was very surprised. Most people would faint directly after being hit by these two sticks. Even the big men who were as strong as bulls rarely escaped. But she still had the energy to talk to herself?

"Okay, hurry up and play the game. I still have to get my fur coat after it's over!" Wang Qiang laughed, and his gloomy tone made Qin Fengzi's back slightly cold.

"Hehe..." The old goat smiled and stopped talking. Some words should be stopped at the right time. Talking too much will be counterproductive. It is better to plant a seed first, and maybe it will take root and sprout one day.

Fear! Panic! He could fully imagine what would happen if this flying knife was stuck in his head.

What Song Huan didn't know was that at this moment, on the train from Linji City to Hualin, a figure was quietly staring out the window. In Changbai Mountain, after instructing Han Gang and others for half a month, Yi Han walked out of Changbai Mountain and embarked on the journey back.

The wind and flow of the surrounding heaven and earth became more and more chaotic and sharp, as if it was like a knife that could cut the skin.

He never thought that Cheng Wushuang actually hid such a terrible trump card. The sword intent in this scroll actually resisted the ancient phantom of his killing spirit formation.

On the stone platform, light bloomed, a magic weapon and a porcelain bottle fell in front of Ling Feng's incarnation, and the same line of words appeared.

"Mr. Lin, the reason why we are called soul seekers is because our purpose is to find some truly spiritual items. Some of these items look like spiritual items, but they are actually just pseudo-spiritual items. Mr. Lin may have discovered this..." Lang Jiuping smiled slightly and said.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Xuan slowly spoke in a concentrated voice. Hearing Li Ruoyu's scream, Lin Xuan didn't bother to explain anything to Xu Feirou.

Leng Yanran didn't say why she came to Northern Frontier. Anyway, the other party didn't ask, and didn't explain the words of the mysterious black-robed man. In her heart, she felt that the mysterious black-robed man might not be a bad person to her.

With both hands hooked around his neck, Ling Xiyun took a breath and then stretched out her tongue to lick her lips, then smacked her lips, her blurred smiling eyes flashed with intoxicating light, and she smiled at the face in front of her with a drunken evil smile.