As a veteran, Mou Xiong is still very familiar with the faces of the guards of the Eight Desolations.

"The Chengfeng Squad is not weak, and the captain Chengfeng is a swordsman, and his strength is not inferior to Long Sheng!"

Unfortunately, I died here!

Lu Changsheng said: "Look at their death situation, are their blood being drained?"

Mou Xiong nodded solemnly.

The two left the small flat.

There is no need to search upstairs.

Continue to walk, and suddenly, Lu Changsheng rushed into a building and kicked a room open.

There are large beds inside.

There are people lying on every bed.

He jumped over more than ten beds and grabbed one in the air.

call--

Suddenly two yin energy surged out of the bed, and two pale hands were poked out to block Lu Changsheng's hand.

Lu Changsheng snorted coldly, and the speed on his hand surged. The moment he touched the two weird hands, the latter had already burst open, and the remaining hand retracted like an electric shock and retreated into the bed.

Lu Changsheng grabbed the person on the bed with his hand, pulled it back, and pulled it out of the bed.

I saw a human-shaped black shadow on the white bed sheet, and a face was exposed, and I felt anger at Lu Changsheng.
Chapter completed!