Under the viaduct, there was a flow of shuttle cars. It happened that the red light was on. The driver who stopped to take time to light a cigarette, just lit up, and after the light hit a slender figure flying between the steel bars, he was still wearing ancient costumes.

  The driver's eyes widened and he almost burned the lighter.

   Swish his fingers back—"Damn, is this suicide?"

  The red light here is extremely long. For nearly a minute and a half, the drivers poked their heads out and put their eyes on Yan Tao uncontrollably.

  ——What is this for? Do you want to make a blockbuster? !

  ——Fuck! Can this person fly? ! He actually jumped more than a meter out of thin air!

At high altitudes, the strong wind blew the young man’s wide sleeves and hunting. She grabbed the guardrails on both sides of the viaduct and swayed under everyone’s incredible and even shocked eyes. Stand firmly on the guardrail.

   stunned the crowd downstairs.

  ——Did this big guy train in Zhongnanhai?

  ——God-like skill over the wall!

  Oh my god! Exploding the sky!

  The blasted young Master Yan narrowed his eyes and looked down at the ground. The romantic peach blossom eyes showed a cold arc.

   Taking her as the center, looking forward, the blood is full of blood to the point of pan-black.

  Death, soaring to the sky.

  A dozen corpses were lying on the ground, their complexion turned black, their eyes bursting, and their lips were purple-red!

  A typical violent death.

  The sticky blood spread along the corpse, dripping down the road, staining the road more than ten meters in blood red.

  The strong smell of blood permeated the bridge, and the brows under Yan Tao's mask frowned tightly, and she looked forward again.

  At the intersection, a gloomy atmosphere enveloped the entire sky, and the howling of ghosts and wolves almost broke through the eardrums.

   Yantao looked down secretly, there are at least dozens of murderous ghosts here.

  No wonder the ghost is so confident.

  She grabbed one side of the guardrail, avoiding the blood on the ground, and gently leaped to the opposite side.

  Xiao Lirong was leading the people around anxiously. There were five or six young people with calm aura standing beside him. He vaguely saw a slender and leisurely figure like a bamboo. His eyes lit up instantly and he rushed over, "Master Yan!"

  Yantao slowly walked towards the Yin Ghost with the Seven-Star Sword on his back, but just glanced at him lightly, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Lirong’s clothes were covered with black marks, and there were deep scars on his face. The whole person was in embarrassment. "I was in the car with Colonel Land and passed the viaduct. The car in front suddenly exploded. The individual flew out of the car suddenly, and died when he fell again! Colonel Lu and Leng Yan wanted to restrain them, but now they don’t know their life or death."

   "I have called someone to block the entrance. Master Yan, do you think?"

   Yan Tao raised her eyebrows: "The national special event handling department can't even handle this matter well?"

  The young man put his hands around his chest, his eyes fell on Xiao Lirong's face, and the questioning seemed casual, but his eyes were serious and calm, and extremely oppressive.

  Xiao Lirong felt as if he was standing in front of the minister and was being questioned. Cold sweat leaked from his forehead, and he couldn't speak.

   "Something happened suddenly, and we couldn't figure out a solution for a while..."

  The only person he can think of at this time is Yan Tao.

  The young man in black next to Xiao Lirong said coldly, “We are not good enough, we have not dealt with such fierce ghosts in the past. The most important thing now is to rescue Colonel Land and Senior Sister Leng, and ask seniors for help.”

  Daomen do not look at age, those who are high in Taoism can be called seniors.