Changsheng never thought that Fu Yue would suddenly break away from his hand.

Seeing Fuyue running towards the village as if going crazy, that beautiful young man with indifferent eyes from beginning to end, his face finally changed.

"Yue'er, come back!"

Sweet grapefruit was thrown and rolled on the ground.

The fire raged and burned the land.

Looking at the village that was gradually being burned to the ground, Zhao Xiaohang’s eyes flashed a bit of complexity.

"Who are you?!"

The almost collapsed female voice made Zhao Xiaohang freeze.

Looking at the three men in black with long swords not far away, Fu Yue took a breath and raised her hand quickly with tears in her eyes.

"Boom!~"

.

It looks like a puppet.

To the surprise of the three men in black, the five big men actually had weapons in their hands.

These are offensive at first sight!

The five big men quickly stepped forward and fought with the three men in black.

Fuyue wanted to take advantage of this time to find Xiao Hang, who was thinking about her, but she glanced inadvertently, but saw a familiar figure walking out not far away.

"E-Hang, you..."

In the following words, when Fuyue saw the men in black following Zhao Xiaohang, they all stopped abruptly.

There are about thirty men in black, all of them holding long swords; and some of the men's swords are stained with blood.

Fuyue understood at once, her eyes filled with hatred, "Why? What am I sorry for you, why do you want to destroy my Jinlan?!"

Every word seems to pop out of the gap between the teeth.

Zhao Xiaohang moved the corner of his lips, "Actually, I am the third prince of Zhao Kingdom, I need puppet technique; Yue'er, I'm sorry!"

The moon is unbelievable.

Standing next to Zhao Xiaohang, the leader of the man in black, his eyes were sharp like a knife, "Very good, but I ran back by myself, so I don't have to look for you!"

After finishing speaking, the leader of the man in black raised the blood-stained sword in his hand.

Zhao Xiaohang never thought of this move.

At this time, Changsheng caught up.

The black-haired boy whose face seemed to be a lot paler, put Fuyue behind him, and at the same time his eyes narrowed, he shouted: "All come out—!~"

Several loud noises sounded, and it turned out that there were more than 50 puppets running out from everywhere.

Zhao Xiaohang and others were shocked.

Just because of those fifty or so puppets, some of them have broken hands and feet, which is obviously just cut off by them.

Many of these puppets belong to the deceased Jinlan people!

Changsheng can actually control others? !

Zhao Xiaohang's eyes filled with murderous intent.

The black-haired boy who raised his right hand turned his head suddenly, "Yue'er, go!"

Fu Yue's pupils trembled suddenly, shocked.

Brother Changsheng......

"Go!"

Seeing that Fuyue did not respond, Changsheng shouted again.

The side has already fought hotly, and the puppet controlled by Changsheng is agile.

But the refining materials of these puppets are obviously not hard, and the opponents have undergone rigorous training, so the puppets will soon be at a disadvantage.

Changsheng's eyes flickered fiercely, he suddenly took out the short dagger he carried and cut his wrist, and drew runes on the ground with his blood-stained fingers.

But at the same time, the skin of the black-haired boy gradually lost its luster.

The look in his eyes is also quickly dissipating.

"Go..."

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