Chapter 467

boom!

In the next second, the window of the room was shattered by internal force, and three people in black walked in.

Su Li and Baili were standing back to back, posing to meet the enemy. All three of them were dressed in black clothes and masks. They came from the rain, but they didn't get a drop of rain, which showed their high internal strength.

"Wujingmen silver medal killer?" Su Li asked lightly, actually she was a little anxious...

There was so much commotion here, but Jiang Zhuxing and the others didn't come over, maybe something happened.

The three men in black didn't speak, they just rushed over on tiptoe.

Su Li and Bai Lijue had no choice but to face the enemy.

But although Su Li's body has ten years of internal strength of Gu Zhu, it can't match her frailty. She could only grit her teeth and try her best to deal with the killer in front of her every step of the way, but Bailijue was entangled by two other men in black and couldn't help her.

Su Li's qinggong is pretty good, so in most cases, she doesn't go head-on, and just uses her qinggong to fly around. At this moment, she felt that the zhenqi in her body was surging, and she could hardly control it, but the killer's knife was right in front of her eyes, if she was a step slower, she might become a ghost under the knife.

"Chasing the moon!" Bailijue suddenly caught a glimpse of her falling from the sky, and hurried to pick her up, but was blocked by the black-clothed killers.

Suddenly, there was an intermittent piano sound in the rain.

The tone of the piano was strange, and it seemed to carry the breath of death.

Su Li woke up suddenly after hearing the sound of the piano, then adjusted her posture in the air, stepped on the black-clothed killer's head with her toes, and landed gently on the ground. It's just that she used too much internal energy, causing her true energy to be disordered, and she couldn't support her body, so her feet softened and she fell to the ground.

The sound of the zither became clearer and came with boundless cold internal force, as if ghost soldiers from hell were rising.

"Qin Immortal and ghost doctor Duan Lin?" Bailijue asked loudly.

What answered him was a murderous zither sound, and the invisible internal force flew past his eyes with the zither sound, and then hit the three black-clothed killers.

Su Li watched helplessly as the killer fell down with a bang, tilting her head and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of the piano gradually weakened, and seemed to disappear into the sound of the rain.

"Mr. Duan? Please show up." Bailijue loves to make friends, and since he was rescued, he must make some friends too.

A gust of cold wind came in along the broken window, and then Su Li vaguely saw a white figure appearing in front of her. It's just that she seemed to be ill again, her whole body was dizzy, and her vision gradually blurred.

Before she fell asleep, she heard a cold voice saying: "Hero of Baili? Oh, your confidante is dying, and you don't even look at him?"

Su Li didn't sleep well, and the torment of her illness made it impossible for her to have a peaceful sleep like a normal person. Even in her dream, she could feel that her life seemed to be passing by at a speed beyond ordinary people.

In the dream, Su Li was shivered by the cold blade on her neck, and then opened her eyes.

It was the familiar top of the bed with curtains. She turned her head and found a man in white sitting beside the bed.

"Who are you?" She was too weak, and her voice was a little hoarse.

The man in white turned his head, revealing an extremely handsome face. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled evilly, "There are people in this world that the female Zhuge doesn't know?"

Su Li was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly at random: "Qin Immortal ghost doctor?"