As Fifth Qingtong was running, a dagger with a cold light suddenly slipped out of his sleeve.
"Miss Qingtong, what are you doing?"
Before the silver-pen painter finished speaking, he saw Fifth Qingtong stabbing out the dagger in his hand without hesitation.
The target is the fifth Qinglan!
The pupils behind the mask were only indifferent.
The Fifth Qinglan obviously did not expect that the Fifth Qingtong of the same clan would kill her, and she fully expected the Fifth Qingtong to save her and leave.
So when the dagger stabbed her, Wu Qinglan was completely confused.
"puff-"
The close contact between the blade and the flesh body made a creepy sound.
It was the sound of organs tearing, the sound of blood flowing, it was
The silver-ink painter groaned in pain.
"Old teacher"
Fifth Qinglan's pupils shrank to a small point, and she looked at the silver-pen artist blocking her in front of her in horror.
At the critical moment, Silver Pen Painter chose to block the knife for Fifth Qinglan.
"Wow—"
The silver-pen painter pressed the dagger on his chest tightly and couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
He looked sadly at the golden mask close at hand and asked in a pensive voice, "Why?"
Not only Silver Pen Painter and Fifth Qinglan, but everyone else present was also confused.
What's going on
Aren't they in the same group
"Hmph!" Wu Qingtong smiled coldly, "Innocent old guy, do you really think I'm here to save you?"
"Until we find out the details of the Xuanyuan family, our fifth family will not violate the prohibitions of the ancient martial arts world and will not harm ordinary people.
So those words I just said to Mie Dao were just to gain your trust.
But I didn’t expect that you had lost your cultivation.
That's good, it's easier to kill you. "
Fifth Qinglan looked at the silver pen painter getting weaker and weaker, and shouted crazily: "Fifth Qingtong! What on earth are you doing?!"
"Idiot, don't you understand?" Wu Qingtong's eyes were filled with indifference, "Members of our fifth family have always died in battle and have never become prisoners of others.
Because of you, you have countless opportunities to expose the secrets of our fifth family! "
"Ahem." The silver-pen painter's eyes became more and more distracted, and a large amount of blood spilled from the wound.
But he still said firmly: "Miss Qinglan and I have never disclosed any information about our family!"
"Who knows?" Fifth Qingtong smiled disdainfully, "The purpose of the family is to kill all unstable factors in the cradle.
Even within the family!
Only the dead can keep secrets!
The order my family gave me this time is a kill order for both of you! "
Hearing Wu Qingtong's heartless words, the silver-pen painter's eyes were filled with sadness and he closed his eyes in pain.
The Fifth Qinglan seemed to have lost all her strength, and sat on the beach with eyes blank.
"In your next life, remember not to be reincarnated back into your family."
Wu Qingtong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he pulled out the dagger from the Silver Pen Painter's chest and stabbed Wu Qinglan on the ground.
But at this moment, a sound exploded in Wu Qingtong's ear.
"Underworld War Technique·Gate to the Underworld!"
Fifth Qingtong:! ! !
She looked at her feet in shock, and a deep pit suddenly opened.
"How can it be?!"
Before falling into the deep pit, Fifth Qingtong only saw an arm that was enlarged several times and a familiar face not far away.
Ye Hong.
"Impossible! How can you know the underworld tactics!"
Under the deep pit, the incredible voice of Fifth Qingtong came.
(End of chapter)