The blade was filled with sharp light, and the silver light radiated under the night light emitted a cold light.

The cold and sharp murderous intent as sharp as the essence pierced into the chest like a sharp sword, making people unable to breathe. The darkness, depth and mystery of the night make people feel more and more panic that overflows from the depths of their hearts.

An Luoluo held the cold snow sword in his hand, and his beautiful face was cold and walked forward step by step. Wherever he passed, the sword flowers were cold, blood was raging, and the strong smell of blood floated in the dark night, making people feel nauseous!

Situ Ran held the Red Blood Sword in his hand and followed coldly behind him. His blue eyes swept away the ants-like existences around him indifferently and contemptuously, and his eyes fell on An Luoluo, with gentle eyes and unconscious tenderness.

The murderous decisive, cruel and ruthless, the beautiful face is as cold as frost, the crazy murderous intent, the cold and arrogant coldness, like a fairy from purgatory, with the charming beauty and the terrifying Shura!

The Hanxue Sword played with the cold sword flowers under the night, unparalleled and charming. The Red Blood Sword was held in his hand and trembled slightly, and the sword resonated with each other!

His sword wants to drink blood!

The sword flowers are enchanting, the dark blue and dark red echo each other! They embellish the pure dark curtains with bright colors!

“…”

The silence in the dark night reveals a strange silence.

Even though the guards trained by the ancient martial arts family, when they saw these two people, they were clamoring in fear, making them tense all over, and warned the woman who was watching the murderous intent as they were rising all over, as well as the man behind them with silver hair and blue eyes under the night, as beautiful as immortals, and as cold and evil as a demon.

Back!

Step by step back!

The atmosphere is facing tit-for-tat and is about to break out!

The Zhang family's guards stared at An Luoluo coldly and couldn't help but exchange their eyes.

They are guards, guards trained by the Zhang family. They have no chance to retreat. Even if they know they are dead, they must move forward!

"stop!"

With a cold shout, almost at the same time, the guards took out a pistol in their hands, pointing directly at An Luoluo and Situ Ran.

"Silly guy!"

An Luoluo snorted coldly, his lips raised disdainfully, his eyes were mocking and sarcastic and sarcastic with cold contempt. His eyes were cold, giving people a sense of condescending look down on everything, and the kind of humility wherever her eyes passed were all counted as ants.

"ah!"

The shrill screams pierced the night, sharp and distant, and spread far and far away!

In the night, the smell of blood became more and more intense, and the richness almost made people vomit. The shrill screams, one by one, were filled with a tragic trembling soul.

I saw that they all used guns to target An Luoluo and Situran's guards, and their bodies were bathed in blood, with blood on their faces and bodies all over.

The clothes on my body were wet with blood, and the bright red liquid dripped down the collar of the clothes, dripping from drop to drop. In the dark, it was painless and endless, with an indescribable weirdness and fear.

If it hurts, they might not be so scared, but they just can't feel any pain, pain! All they have is the blood in their bodies, which silently overflows from the pores of their skin!

Such an accident immediately attracted the people in the Zhang family to be restless, and everyone surrounded An Luoluo and Situ Ran, alert and cold!

An Luoluo curled his lips and smiled enchantingly. This was the real guard trained by the Zhang family. Those who were too scared just now were actually scared!
Chapter completed!