Du Zhuangpity ignored it, and his slightly narrowed Yeli's bloody eyes stared at the wound between her shoulder and armpit, and then murmured for a while: It turns out that you are immortal.The gentle sound of the air made people's hearts sway. It is hard to imagine that the evil star who took his life as hard as her had a sensational and sensual style.
Pity Qing smiled and said: It’s not easy to talk about. If you want to cut off your head with one sword, you will die.
In order to be thorough, I had to do my best.Du Zhuangpity smiled coldly.
Just talk about yours, you will naturally know when I can't listen.The long sword in his hand buzzed slightly, and he threw down a few sticky blood beads.
Pity Qingqian held the bloody sword that was riddled with holes like a beehive in both hands and gently dropped it, pushing it slightly towards Du Zhuangpity. The elegance and calmness that was revealed inadvertently made people mistakenly think that what they pushed was a cup of carefully brewed tea. Everyone was in the Shura battlefield where corpses and limbs were crossed, but an exquisite tea banquet that was singing.
When I was young, I fell into the hands of a villain and suffered all adultery and insults. Life is worse than death.As soon as these words came out, even Du Zhuangpity's pupils were round. Pity was calm but calm, and said to himself: After growing up, the man finally fell into my hands and taught me to kill him with a sword.
My friend who helped me avenge my great revenge was quite dissatisfied. He thought that the guy was dying lightly, and he should have nullified his internal strength, cut off his hands and feet, cut his tongue and cut his nose, and threw it into the wet dungeon where snakes and rats were rampant and tortured slowly. He would never teach him to die for three or five years. He would keep his eyes and ears, after all, fear of torture depends on the amplification effect of the five senses, and sometimes it is still torture.
You, a friend, knows the ways.Du Zhuangpity sneered.
I think that's because he has never been imprisoned and tortured, but has made imaginations based on his will.
He really let him do it himself, and he was afraid that he would kill the man within half a month, and he would be killed.Pity Qingqing smiled and said: Torturing and torture are knowledge. If the wounds caused are not properly treated, the person who is tortured will soon die; there is no wooden barrel that stores yellow and white objects in the prison and cleans it up on time. Not only will it smell so bad that you don’t want to get close, but the poison produced by the decay of shit and drowning will soon kill the prisoner.
Who should clean up the incontinence caused by severe torture?Du Zhuangpity was speechless.
Those who cannot be killed with one sword will end up to trouble yourself.The girl Yiran said: I tied up that girl Yan and asked me about the secrets of martial arts carefully. Unfortunately, it can only be preserved in my imagination, but it is not feasible in reality.
Regardless of whether she deliberately silently wrote a false martial art with the intention of dying together, she was eventually seen through the possibility of being brutally killed and busy in vain, even if she was determined to survive, or because of fear, misremembering, or even the limitations of her own cultivation, wouldn’t it be funny to give a helpless and even harmful secret?Look at her, it seems that she has practiced the Tianfu Divine Art smoothly and has been practiced into it?Everyone says it is full of sarcastic words. Only by telling it from the pity girl can it be so peaceful and pleasant, as if it is the elder sister next door who is thinking about you, and it cannot make people feel disgusted.
Besides, the height of a girl, Mon Shuang is simply the perfect footnote to this discussion. With the beauty of Du Zhuangpity, who has a white hair, it is hard to say who has practiced more inconsistently.
It is wishful thinking that she can give a useful solution.
Du Zhuangpity's plan was ruthlessly exposed, and it was considered anger and angry. Perhaps Pity's simple tone was so calm that it was so reassuring that it was too confident. The silver-haired girl didn't even frown, looked at her coldly, and hummed: Do you have any other good plans?Pity smiled quietly and sat down slightly.
In my opinion, Master Du has two ways to go. One is to personally go to Xiaoming Island to obtain the secret. Although I don’t know where Xiaoming Island is, when it comes to sailing near the sea, no one in the world is better than the twelve families in Yuyang. As long as there are ships traveling between the islands and lands, you can always find clues.
However, not to mention that Ma Cannibal's martial arts are unfathomable, and the tiger and dragon are crept in the mulberry wood shade, and there are countless masters on the island. We can't even beat Master Du, and our ability is limited. Even if we find out the chart to Xiaoming Island, Master Du can only go to the island alone and kill him alone. I think it is not a good idea.Du Zhuang Pity snorted and ended up with a bad look, but after all, she didn't turn her back and draw her sword. The souvenirs couldn't help but sweat for the Pity girl.
The second method is to silently silence the Tianfu skills you know and leave them to me to perfect them.Pity straightened up her waist, folded her hands between her abdomen, and looked up at Du Zhuangpity.
I have collected martial arts scriptures all over the world for hundreds of years. To put it bluntly, I am an expert in talking about war on paper, but I have also produced experts like my mother. Because the "Mingxia Heart Scroll" directed by our village is beneficial to be compatible with the internal skills of various schools and can use all external tricks in the world without the need for their own unique mental methods to promote it.
I have used this to perfect a few techniques that I have never practiced or cannot practice. I have gained a reputation here. Because of the broad knowledge of the leader, I will definitely hear it.Take out a small brocade bag from your arms and throw it gently to Du Zhuangpity.
The silver-haired girl's long sword was turned around, and the cloth bag seemed to stick to the tip of the sword, and it was raised in front of her in a bag; the blade trembled slightly, and the cloth bag was shaken away by the force of force, and a whirlwind twist and tense was released. An object flew out in the wind, thin and translucent, like a huge white skin (jellyfish), which was actually a gauze scarf that was four feet square.
Du Zhuangpity's white wrist like a crane neck moves, and the gauze scarf deflects against the wind and flies silently into his palm. However, he sees the gauze is densely covered with fly heads and small regular script, with beautiful handwriting. At a glance, you can tell that it is a woman's handwriting. The characters are also painted with Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams and several lines of unknown significance, but they are not as good as the magical skills of the eight copper coins on the silk head. Shu Fu Fanlang's embroidery is eye-catching.
"The Magical Art of Far" is the unique martial arts of Fan Feiqiang of Wanli Feihuang. Some say that it is the unique skill of "The Red Blood Divine Needle" of Wu Ziyou's corpse sect. Some say that it was Fan Feiqiang's chance to be taught by Chengxiang Gong Shu Menghuan in another lifetime, so he regarded himself as the orthodox Yuyang, but did not expect that this skill was related to Pity Qingqian.
There is no time to look at the battlefield. Du Zhuangpity glanced at the eye of the light and knew that it was not a random trick made up, but he could easily get it into his arms. He picked the tip of the sword and bought the item in the brocade bag, but it was a small thread-cover book about three minutes thick. The cover clearly stated four small regular scripts of Mingxia Xinshu.
Although this is not the original copy of the Pity ancestral hall of Luowuzhuang, it was copied by my mother herself. There are many of her experiences in it. I think it is much more interesting than the secret book of the ancestral history. I have been away from my body since I can remember it.
If Master Du doubts my ability, I hope these two martial arts scriptures can tell me one or two.
You are willing to give up such an important thing?
I found my body and it was also in your hands. What's the difference?pity Qingqian said: My conditions are very simple. You can keep my master and servant safe for the rest of your life. I am responsible for solving the problems of Tianfugong for you, just like what I did for Fan Feiqiang.Du Zhuangpity snorted: People like you will fight back when they get an opportunity and will never sit still and wait for death.
You said I don’t know that the siege I just did, but it was your trick?Pity Qingqian refused to deny it at all, lowered her eyes happily, and said according to her words: But I can't escape after all. You have to kill all the people you are determined to kill, even if it takes more than ten or twenty years.
I'm not stupid enough to ignore your temperament, nor do I want to take a chance, I'll just live for two more days.
I am a person who has died once, Master Du, I am not afraid of death.
The past you heard of me is already in my previous life; in this life, I don’t want to be afraid and fearful, and I want to make a fair and reciprocal deal with you.
Of course, using secret techniques to transform you into my physique may also solve your troubles, but I don’t expect you to let me slap your neck and bury it in the soil, right?Du Zhuangpity really started to ponder, frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned, and Ying Fengse almost laughed out loud.
It was extremely inconsistent with Pity, and he had to admire the female yin man's ingenious tongue: this Pity girl did not let her opponent think in the worst direction, and instead chose to make a choice to lure her.
Du Zhuangpity can kill everyone, clean and neat, but in this way, not only will he be busy tonight, but he will also be eliminated from the final hope of Yan Manshuang's heart technique. Unless there are other descendants of Sangmuyin to find, they will only be left to kill Xiaoming Island.
If possible, Du Zhuangpity would have done this long ago.
For her, murder is always the most intuitive option.
Pity Qingqian takes "Mingxia Heart Scroll" and "Yuanfeng Magical Art" as the quality. Even if you abandon the insurance and escape, Du Zhuang Pity's income will still be greatly lost. And as Pity Qingqian said, it is not difficult to find out that Pity and Liang will kill him according to Du Zhuang Pity's skills.
As for the leak of the situation and the rumor of notoriety, don't say that Du Zhuangpity herself must care about her. Her evil deeds, Gu Wansong and Man Shuang knew about her. She had shaken the status of the Hongyan Leng Jian over the years. To put it bluntly, the martial arts world is a jar that everyone can praise. The reputation of Liuhe Ming Jian has long been bound to the interests of the seven major sects such as the Three Forgings and Four Swords, and it is impossible to easily destroy it.
That's OK.Sure enough, Du Zhuangpity accepted the proposal, but what shocked Ying Fengse was her next words: I will save you and kill the rest.
Let's wait!Pity's clear and shallow jade hand raised slightly, and said slowly: Since the deal between us has been completed and the interests are consistent, I must remind you that you seem to be in danger without knowing it. The enemy you have always feared may have arrived nearby. Are you ready to fight against each other?Or should I seize the time and find another suitable hiding place?Du Zhuangpity, who has always grasped the situation since he appeared and looked down on everything coldly, showed a wavering look for the first time, his delicate body swayed slightly, and his long sword swished!With a sound of turning, pointing at Pity's clear nose, gritted his teeth and said: "What did you... say?"
His face is constant and his hair is silver-white. There is no need to avoid the world. Most of the masters who have achieved success in martial arts practice have such strange appearances, so there is no need to fade out of the martial arts world.Pity Qingqian ignored the sharp sword tip of the cold light and said calmly: You have been in seclusion for many years, directly using the water and moon as a barrier. I think you have someone who is afraid of; what can make you so afraid of in martial arts can only be said to be a monster that people cannot imagine.
People like this are rare, and I have already listed several lists in my mind.
But after all, you didn't leave everything behind, and Shuiyue Dingxuan was not a difficult city block. I guess you were afraid, but you still had the intention of waiting and watching. You were not sure whether that person was going to attack you. You didn't know if it was worth it to abandon your existing fame and fortune for this doubt, and dragged on for many years.
Just like Miss Yan is afraid of you, and when she is playing around in the name of Weiming, she always avoids Shuiyue Dingxuan intentionally or unintentionally. You come tonight, one is because she didn’t take the feathered sheep god seriously, and the other is that she doesn’t think there will be danger. Third, it is because Miss Yan’s bait is too fragrant, so she checked it out in person?
Du Zhuangpity frowned: So what?
But the Feathered God did not know that Weiming's apprentice Yan Manshuang was Weiming himself, Ma Canniangmo and Yu Moming, who had been included in the door wall.The "fish that escapes the net" he refers to was actually the abandoned disciple of Shuiyue, Lu Yunman, who knew that you didn't care about his mother and daughter at all.There is something strange like this: Who told you that Yumoming hid here?
Du Zhuangpity was stunned: It was the wax pill he sent to send someone to collect books.A number of folded words were found from the sleeve, which said, "You are looking for the last fruit." I am ready to take a look. Under the fifteenth month, the sixteen characters in front of Wucheng Temple are vigorous and vigorous, and they are quite powerful and have a great scholar-like style. It is difficult to associate with the vulgar and slippery feathered god.
Pity Qingqian picked up the paper and lowered her head, her jade lips were lightly shining, and she recited it several times, then looked up and smiled: Sure enough, there was no mention of Xiaoming Island or Tianfu Divine Art.
If it were the usual moments, would you ignore him?Could it be that the person who passed the message mentioned the Heavenly Cover Divine Art?Du Zhuangpity suddenly turned his head, and the sharper sharper sword light burst out from his red pupils, shooting towards the corner without mercy: ...Gu Wansong!
I...I really don't know... The feathered god sitting in the corner of the steps shook his head desperately. If it weren't for the sealing of the acupoints on both shoulders, he would have shaken his hands long ago, and his pouting mouth, which was missing, leaked frequently as he spoke, for fear that it would be difficult to win the trust of others. His terrified eyes turned into the distance and kept patrolling the night: Who did you send to send... the letter?come out!Come out quickly... Come out for me!Everyone looked in the direction of shouting, and with a silence, a sturdy figure in black clothes fell to the ground lightly, silently, five crazy ghost horns rose on the copper-colored half of the face covering their face, and on the left forearm were the soul-breaking armor that everyone was familiar with. They pointed to the ancient-colored corpse on the ground and said in a deep voice: It was this guy who went to the heartbreaking lake. I didn't tell him anything, it was just a wax ball.It's the color of a dragon square!The blood of the wind was surging, and the cheeks were tense and hard, and the teeth were squeaked.
As the saying goes: When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.Just now, I heard the sound of "Don't move" in the midst of the chaos, and I still felt that it was not like him. Now Long Fang Hurricane came to me, and I was obviously more powerful than a few months ago. The signature fat man's belly had long disappeared without a trace, but Ying Fengse must be him, and he would not admit his mistake even if he burned it to ashes.
Long Fang's Hurricane's back was also carrying Ying Fengse Baoai's half-mad sword shovel, which was particularly hateful.
(This guy... this guy is determined not to forgive!) The hatred that he originally thought had faded and let go was biting Ying Fengse's heart like a poisonous snake. It was not even because he led the team to attack Wucheng'an and wanted to kill him. Ying Fengse didn't expect this place at all. But when he saw his eyes, he was slapped into the place that day by the sharp dagger that day, and it hurt violently. As if he was dying, the surprise, pain, confusion and helplessness of betrayal... It surged into his heart without preparation, and the wound was pierced, which made people unbearable.
Long Fang's answer obviously couldn't satisfy Du Zhuangpity. Gu Wansong was suddenly intimidated by the murderous aura that came to his face and said anxiously: You, please see if there is any clue on him... Are there any clues?It's not me... it's not what I did!The last sentence was originally about Du Zhuangpity, which was no different from begging for mercy.
Long Fang hurricane stepped forward slightly, flipped over Yun's ancient corpse, and flipped inside and out, shaking his head silently at Gu Wansong.
Chu Zhiqin, who was standing beside him, recognized him and closed his mouth and said: It's you, Long Dafang!Long Fang looked coldly and looked at him.
I get it...I get it!Suddenly, Gu Wansong shivered and shouted like a pig: It's Mr.... It's Mr.!Sir, he is here... Sir, he is here Ah!
shut up!Du Zhuangpity's plain shoes flew up, and his skirt fluttered, his round and slender thighs were tightly tight in his trousers, with curves as if naked; the corpse that was kicked off flew away from the ground, like a huge hidden weapon, not only knocking Gu Wansong down, but even pressing him down. Gu Wansong was still screaming, unable to tell whether it was a scream or something.
Long Fang seemed to be about to step forward, his body swayed, but he did not dare to act rashly after all, and his eyes remained the sword in the silver-haired girl's hand.
Under the moonlight, Du Zhuangpity's beautiful face, which was originally like a peach blossom, was so white that it was bloodless. She bit her jade lips lightly, and she thought for a moment. She looked up and said to Pity: If you have the slightest intention of breaking the contract, I promise to make you regret it.How long does it take for you to do it?
If you succeed or not within ten years, you will be given an explanation.
...Before you said this answer, did you ever think that you would be cut off by a sword?Du Zhuangpity laughed furiously.
It is easy to do it, but it is difficult to deal with the aftermath.You should start getting used to my truthfulness.Pity Qingqian was unmoved and said calmly: Should we go to Shuiyue Dianxuan to settle down, or do you have another seclusion place?I didn't want to go back to my place, but was mistaken for breaking the contract and absconding.
Du Zhuangpity put on a saurus and put the broken blood sword into the sheath, but still held the green steel sword that killed Yan Renwei, as if he could not feel at ease if he had not been like this.
After being called back to his senses by Pity Qingqian, he pondered for a moment, pointed at Wucheng'an and said: You are here to stay, I will come to find you again.You'd better not spend ten years so long, for the sake of you and your lady.
pity Qingqing smiled and said: For those who have eternal youth, ten years are not long, and the past is over. The key is what you exchanged for.
Du Zhuangpity said nothing, and her robe sleeves swayed and left without a trace for a moment, as if she had never come.
In the night wind, only the soft-hearted teeth were trembling and the soft-whimpering sounds were left.
Pity Qingqian waited for a while, but Du Zhuang Pity turned around. He took out a smooth porcelain bottle and poured out the pills. He carefully fed Liang Yinzhen on his knee and swallowed it, throwing the bottle to Chu Zhiqin.
Although this "Yangshen Ningxin Pill" cannot relieve the ore poison of bloodstone, it still has the effect of promoting blood circulation and regulating qi and regulating pulse and circulation, which can relieve pain.
Taking this pill is not harmful to take many times, but I only have this bottle on my body, so you can share it with others.Chu Zhiqin did as he said.
Although she was involved in the siege and killing Du Zhuangpity, the farthest distance was to pull Du Zhuangpity into ankle. It was not close to the fight, and was not affected by the poisonous substance bursting out of the bloody sword body, and became the only two people in the audience who could move freely. After taking the porcelain bottle, he was a little hesitant, but suddenly heard the unconscious master of Yizhu say: I'm fine, you save someone first.
Seeing Yu Xiutong wake up, a big rock fell to the ground in his heart.
The head of the Tianmen who had a sense of being born in the world narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the bright light from afar, and sighed for a moment: Miss Pity, the old fish are not together. I met the girl twice at the Tianwang Mountain and the Qizhai Federation. The girl's charm is still the same, as if she left her with a small scale and half claw at the end of the 30th year, but she is still dying. Pity Qingqing smiled and said: I remember you, is the Taoist priest who is very beautiful and speaks very kindly, right? Back then, the maids and sisters in our yard were all competing to go to the Zhiguan Courtyard to secretly look at the Taoist priest, and when they came back, they all sighed. From then on, they hated the Taoist sect's purity and thought that there were many people here, which was quite a good match. Yu Xiutong smiled faintly and asked coldly: I think the girl was also harmed by the demon sword conspiracy back then, so she must have nothing to do with the conspirator.
The person who is about to die does not want to go on the road with regrets, so he asked shamelessly and only hoped that the girl would say "no" in person. I am very grateful.Pity showed a little surprise and shook his head.
My lady and I were unfortunately caught by the traitor, so we got involved in the conspiracy of the God of Feathers. The demon sword holy war back then had nothing to do with me.Although Fan Feiqiang held his red eyes, the knife was sharper, and the blade was fed with poisons that confuse women's hearts and natures, and there were no magical powers circulating in the market.
Yu Xiutong nodded and said: Then I will feel relieved.Back then, I was on Datong Mountain, and I witnessed this guy designing a murderous fellow disciple with Du Zhuangpity, and then setting it up as a demon sword to commit a murder. However, the memory of the mastermind was taken from my mind by this guy, so that he has been like a walking corpse for twenty years.This account must be clearly calculated today.He looked at Gu Wansong, who was screaming at the steps, and stood up tremblingly with his support on the eaves.
Mr. is here... Mr. is here... Hahahaha... Isn't he here now?Under the corpse, the screams that were originally silent turned into a burst of laughter, and suddenly they returned to their original frivolous and wild aura. Gu Wansong poked his head out from behind the crooked and broken limbs, and his closed eyes were flowing with red bloodlines. His thin and long face, covered in blood stains and sand, looked particularly ferocious at night.
A bunch of stupid wives!The one-eyed madman smacked his lips, as if he wanted to reach out and scratch his head, but his arms were like pinched bananas, hanging softly beside him, and his fingers were flexing and stretching, which looked both funny and weird.
I cried a few times and scared Du Zhuangpity away. You are the only ones who can't beat you and can't escape, but you have nowhere to escape. You are still letting me kill you!Hahaha, I worked hard for a long time, but in the end it was all for free!As for Yu Xiutong, he was too lazy to even care about him, so he just looked at him with a sneer.
Yan Manshuang took the Yangshen Pills fed by Chu Zhiqin. The pain was greatly reduced. He heard Gu Wansong's words and hatred became even more intense. He gritted his teeth and said: Gu thief!You and I have the last Qing Dynasty to teach you... so arrogant!Gu Wansong squinted at her.
I didn’t know you were Yu Moming before, so I just pinched my breasts and slid my pussy while you were unconscious and took some oil to help you escape.
If it falls into my hands again, even if I cry and beg me, I can't forgive me. I have to fuck you so much that I feel embarrassed. It would be better for the famous Master Weiming to give birth to a girl for me... Humph, do you still have the courage to call me first?He wanted to say that the mother and daughter were taking a blow together, but suddenly realized that Mo Ting was also on the scene. He quickly swallowed the words to avoid listening to Mo Zhiyi's slutty woman's ears, and it was difficult to guarantee that something would happen in the future.
Chu Zhiqin couldn't stand it, so she fed Mo Ting and Lu Xise to take medicine, turned her head and said: The silver-haired evil star is gone, don't you see which side there are more people, put your mouth cleaner!Gu Wansong laughed and recalled Long Fang: Okay, hurry up and clean up the scene. Except for Yumoming, you must leave it to me. You can deal with other girls, so it doesn’t matter if you want them.Long Fang bowed slightly, took out the trumpet and set off the fire letter. When he was young, accomplices flew out of the forest, counting about seven or eight people, and each of them was steady, but they were not mediocre.
Chu Zhiqin's pretty face changed slightly, but she heard Gu Wansong say: ...You have always been cautious in your work, why did you bring only these people?Long Fang replied respectfully: In order to attract the lucky party members and those fence-bearers who are half-hearted, it is not advisable to form groups and all the elites will be produced.
The guy Yunguse is not completely blind. If his subordinates don’t take any risks, he may not take the bait easily.Gu Wansong said hey.
If he decides not to come to Wucheng'an, relying on the number of people to kill you, wouldn't it be like stealing chickens without losing rice?Long Fang Huse bowed and said: We are going down the mountain separately and we meet here, and he has no chance.
If he turns against him at the last moment, or if Du Zhuangpity never comes, it will be his fate and he will not be able to blame him.Gu Wansong slapped his thigh and smiled at Gu Zhongshu: Did you hear it?My son is so promising, very good!He had secretly used his power to hit the acupoints, but he didn't know whether it was Manshuang's gun stick to the acupoint, and his hand was slightly lighter, or whether he lifted his qi and played the exercises, and his shoulders were finally free.
The ambush arranged by Long Fang Huse must be the most elite recruited on Longting Mountain. One-on-one Chuzhiqindu is bound to be able to deal with it, let alone seven or eight of them?
Ying Fengse was anxious and wanted to hold on, but suddenly his eyes turned black and his chest was painful. He almost couldn't turn around in one breath, leaning on the ground and swallowing his breath with difficulty.
No one cares about Han Xuese at this moment, but Mo Ting finally recovered a little. She wanted to drag her body to explore her mother's condition, but when she saw her beloved man's face was as light as gold paper, she struggled to get closer, and when she explored her heartbeat, she was so scared that she was so scared.
Ting... Ting'er... Ying Fengse saw that it was her, so she tried hard to smile, her lips slightly shrunk: Her chest...a little hurt.
I... rest for a while... it's not intrusive... how can it not be intrusive?Your heart meridian sounds like it’s broken!Mo Ting held back and didn't say it, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.
Looking at me, my mother's broken palm was still connected to her wrist. It seemed to have a layer of fine gold foil sealed around her wrist, covering her flesh with the shape of a white wrist. Mo Zhi lies on the ground and falls asleep deeply, and the blood has stopped.
The bleeding of the wrist artery will not be stopped for no reason. When the flesh is dug, saw the bones and sutured the membrane, it can only be considered that the wound is sealed with a green dragon flask and replaced the still-healing epidermis, so as not to die if you lose blood.
The broken palm was taken back to its original position, and was sealed by the heterogeneous dragon squid, and the skin and flesh and even bones could slowly grow back, but the broken tendons and veins could not recover as before. In the end, the mother might get a left hand that was far less clever than the past. After all, it was her own hand, far better than a prosthetic limb, and it would not be inconvenient in daily life. This was the considerate intention of leaving the green dragon squid on her, and it was naturally because of love for the house and the black ones.
Unfortunately: when facing Du Zhuangpity's palm, only two of the three-colored dragon squids in Yingfeng's body were left. When a girl was hit by the chest, the red dragon squid dissipated 30 to 40% of the palm power, but it was still far beyond the physical body's ability to withstand.
If it weren't for the Bailongyan's barely protecting him, he would have been afraid that his chest would have exploded into mud.
The subsequent series of changes made Ying Fengse's blood rush, and his excited mood finally noticed abnormalities in his body. Until his tense spirit relaxed, his injuries finally came back to his will and he fell to the ground.
(Heart... hurts so much...) It's almost hurting.
That's of course Ah!Because you almost die.(Uncle fake!) The cool breeze passed by the corridor, and the green seedlings were fragrant. Although the sky in the distance was still red and black, the land was like lava. I came to the familiar courtyard again, sitting side by side with the handsome man in a wide robe and big sleeves under the eaves of the corridor. The wind felt like a different world, and the tip of my nose felt a little sore, and almost burst into tears.
It's okay to turn your head, don't look at me for the time being.Ying Wuyong said: The cost of launching "unboundary flow" twice in a row is very huge. Don't do this next time. I thought I'd be rebooting this time.
Not only the cutouts of the sky background have not returned to normal, but my face is also afraid that you will have nightmares at night.The more you say, the more I want to see it, right?OK, then I won’t even look at it if I die.
Although this scene of saying crosstalk is very missed by Ying Fengse, it is like a thing in his previous life, but now it is not a good time to be nostalgic. He coughed twice, turned his head and snapped his fingers.
...Damage Report.
Your heart veins are broken. If there is no red and white dragon squid, the hot pig blood tofu brain in your cavity now.The material, efficacy and principles of dragon squid are still unknown, but they are urging your blood marrow and qi as a function. It is to repair the heart and meridians. Before this, your meridians were damaged so much, and they did not damage the organs so severely. It is impossible to estimate how long it will take to recover, and I don’t know how much it can be restored. I hope you will be mentally prepared first.
If possible, it is recommended to take Qinglongyan back into the body. After all, its effectiveness is the most appropriate symptom. You need Qinglongyan's help now.
If you do this, Mo Zhiyi's broken palm can
Don't consider this for now.Ying Fengse decisively rejected it and signaled him to continue.
The fake uncle seemed not surprised and continued: It is not possible to use force, and you can't even start the "unboundary flow" in the short term.You shouldn't stay in the consciousness world for too long. The situation outside changes rapidly and you need to deal with it with it wholeheartedly.
...I can only lie down, what else can I deal with?
With Pity girl here, Long Dafang and Gu Wansong would not do whatever they want.What you should be careful is that the Pity girl is not friendly to Han Xuese, for fear that there will be variables in the future.When it comes to this point, hurry up and wake up and don’t die!Ying Fengse suddenly opened her eyes and swallowed her breath.
What caught my eye was Mo Ting's pretty face like a pear blossom, her beautiful eyes were filled with care and guilt. She covered her mouth and sobbed, and said in a low voice: You left the dragon... stone to my mother, and she was so seriously injured.
No...no way... Ying Fengse closed her eyes and leaned against her warm and soft plump breasts, and laughed: That's... Mother-in-law Ah, what should I do if she doesn't let you marry me?Mo Ting hugged him tightly, bit her lip and said: I'll marry secretly!I couldn't help but smile.
The two of them snuggled together for a while, and the girl calmed down her voice: I managed to trip the enemy in a while, and you could escape at the right time, and pretended to be dead if you couldn't run away.Ying Fengse looked out of the gap with his eyes with his light. Sure enough, the nine people led by Long Fang Huse scattered into a large circle, and were about to gather and surround him, capturing the ladies in one fell swoop.
Lu Xise and Liang Yiànzhen stood up with weapons, unwilling to sit and wait for death, but they heard Pity say: The God of Feathered Sheep, Du Zhuang Pity returns. You have moved her living skills of the Heavenly Overcoming Kung Fu, aren’t you afraid that she will chase you from the ends of the world?The Feathered God laughed: So I dare not take action on you, Miss. As for Liang Yiànzhen, I lack interest.
Thanks to your clever tongue, Yumo Ming is just a useless rib. You must not kill anyone. I will not kill you. I will not have time to chase me from the ends of the world.
The rest of the people are waiting, do you think which one is there that she would care about?Ying Fengse's heart sank.
The clever debate of female yin people is even Du Zhuang Pity, and the effect on one person is limited, that is, a madman like the God of Feathers.
Gu Wansong has multiple faces, perhaps because he has been disguised for many years and has been constantly switching between various characters. He is as smooth as him, and he can't help but become a madman, making the character a character and unable to extricate himself.
The feathered god wearing a mask is a pretentious and malicious pleasure criminal, while the feathered god who loses the mask is a completely vulgar villain. The spirit of game respecting the rules is gone and it cannot be restricted by reason.
pity sighed shallowly.
Gu Wansong, if that man stretched out his hand to Du Zhuangpity, do you think you could escape?The face of the feathered sheep, whose smile was so crazy that the frozen expression seemed a little distorted, but hesitated for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly: Very very, very good, but I am drunk today, and I don’t enjoy the fun in front of me. I’m so sorry for myself to worry about losing my head tomorrow!You are also old and torn shoes, so you don’t have to pretend to be a lady.
I have never had sex with a genital man. I will take you to try riding some. I won’t be fucked until my legs are missing and my arms are broken. I still give her a complete pity girl. I believe Du Zhuangpity doesn’t mind pity Qingqian raising her head.
Since the face of the wind and color, this stunning face, like a fairy, has not had a gentle smile for the first time. The coldness of the young man is simply indescribable, but it is even more terrifying than the hideous distortion that a young man encounters in this life.
Where did you hear the word Yin Ren?Gu Wansong laughed wildly and suddenly disappeared, glanced back coldly, raised his hand and said: Take it down, don’t miss one.
All must live.In an instant, he seemed to be restored to the deputy chief of the Taishu who was respectful to the martial arts world on Baicheng Mountain.
Long Fang and Huse were about to take action when they suddenly saw a slightly hunched and tall, tall and slender man in black stepped out of Wucheng Temple. After carrying it with one hand, he walked as if he was walking to the front of the steps, as if he was the owner of the house who was awakened by a wild dog outside the house. He pressed him with impatience, just not to pick up a broom, or something else. Shi Shiran said: I only said this once: Shut up, get out, get out as soon as possible.
I have to say something a little bit, there will be grass on the grave next year.Including Ye Zangke and Du Zhuangpity, this is the third time tonight, and an uninvited guest is traveling from the temple.
Although there is no one behind the scenes of the Wucheng Temple and climbing over the wall, it seems that the strange situation of those who are bad things will be produced continuously from it, which is really ridiculous.
A Jiuyuan envoy caught Long Fang's eyes, raised his sword and shouted loudly: Who is coming... Uh!Before the letter was released, he was already screaming and falling. Half of the white feathers on his chest buzzed and shook. The cold arrows that came from somewhere almost penetrated through his back, and their strength was extremely terrifying.
Another envoy rushed over and flew over the dead and said in a lost voice: Master Yang!He was shot through his left and right temples and fell to the ground with his arrow branches tilted his neck. He looked both funny and terrifying, but unfortunately no one could laugh at the scene.
Unlike the iron bow that Yan Renwei is afraid, no one can draw the string within the range that can reach, and the two arrows shoot straight angles, which is absolutely different from the arc path of the long bow shooting.
A longer range, stronger force, lower flat incident angle (this is... a crossbow machine!) is different from the broken heart arrow small crossbow that can be exchanged for. Since its invention, powerful crossbows have been listed as national weapons in all dynasties. People in the martial arts world are never allowed to practice and manufacture them, let alone hold them. Because they are extremely powerful, they can compete with the imperial army and cannot escape the suspicion of rebellion and subversion.
It is not difficult for a martial arts sect and even the yamen to pretend to be a soldier, but the crossbow machine is strictly controlled and it is difficult to find it in vain.
(Is it the troops of General Zhendong? Then why do you need to be masked?) Do you all understand human words?Do you have to be satisfied with one arrow?The man in black seemed to realize the surprise of everyone. He was not only different from his enemies. Not only Jiuyuan sent him to the enemy, but the girls were also cautious and fearful. Both sides regarded him as a threat. He said lukewarmly and said in a hurry: You should report your own family, right?It’s so troublesome for the people in the martial arts world.
As for me, I am Ye Zangke's friend. If I have to say something about Wan'er, I will just call me "Fifth Master".
He raised his hand and spoke without getting an arrow, and asked the fifth master to get annoyed. He still had to get an arrow. Do you understand?
Pity Qing smiled and said: It’s not easy to talk about. If you want to cut off your head with one sword, you will die.
In order to be thorough, I had to do my best.Du Zhuangpity smiled coldly.
Just talk about yours, you will naturally know when I can't listen.The long sword in his hand buzzed slightly, and he threw down a few sticky blood beads.
Pity Qingqian held the bloody sword that was riddled with holes like a beehive in both hands and gently dropped it, pushing it slightly towards Du Zhuangpity. The elegance and calmness that was revealed inadvertently made people mistakenly think that what they pushed was a cup of carefully brewed tea. Everyone was in the Shura battlefield where corpses and limbs were crossed, but an exquisite tea banquet that was singing.
When I was young, I fell into the hands of a villain and suffered all adultery and insults. Life is worse than death.As soon as these words came out, even Du Zhuangpity's pupils were round. Pity was calm but calm, and said to himself: After growing up, the man finally fell into my hands and taught me to kill him with a sword.
My friend who helped me avenge my great revenge was quite dissatisfied. He thought that the guy was dying lightly, and he should have nullified his internal strength, cut off his hands and feet, cut his tongue and cut his nose, and threw it into the wet dungeon where snakes and rats were rampant and tortured slowly. He would never teach him to die for three or five years. He would keep his eyes and ears, after all, fear of torture depends on the amplification effect of the five senses, and sometimes it is still torture.
You, a friend, knows the ways.Du Zhuangpity sneered.
I think that's because he has never been imprisoned and tortured, but has made imaginations based on his will.
He really let him do it himself, and he was afraid that he would kill the man within half a month, and he would be killed.Pity Qingqing smiled and said: Torturing and torture are knowledge. If the wounds caused are not properly treated, the person who is tortured will soon die; there is no wooden barrel that stores yellow and white objects in the prison and cleans it up on time. Not only will it smell so bad that you don’t want to get close, but the poison produced by the decay of shit and drowning will soon kill the prisoner.
Who should clean up the incontinence caused by severe torture?Du Zhuangpity was speechless.
Those who cannot be killed with one sword will end up to trouble yourself.The girl Yiran said: I tied up that girl Yan and asked me about the secrets of martial arts carefully. Unfortunately, it can only be preserved in my imagination, but it is not feasible in reality.
Regardless of whether she deliberately silently wrote a false martial art with the intention of dying together, she was eventually seen through the possibility of being brutally killed and busy in vain, even if she was determined to survive, or because of fear, misremembering, or even the limitations of her own cultivation, wouldn’t it be funny to give a helpless and even harmful secret?Look at her, it seems that she has practiced the Tianfu Divine Art smoothly and has been practiced into it?Everyone says it is full of sarcastic words. Only by telling it from the pity girl can it be so peaceful and pleasant, as if it is the elder sister next door who is thinking about you, and it cannot make people feel disgusted.
Besides, the height of a girl, Mon Shuang is simply the perfect footnote to this discussion. With the beauty of Du Zhuangpity, who has a white hair, it is hard to say who has practiced more inconsistently.
It is wishful thinking that she can give a useful solution.
Du Zhuangpity's plan was ruthlessly exposed, and it was considered anger and angry. Perhaps Pity's simple tone was so calm that it was so reassuring that it was too confident. The silver-haired girl didn't even frown, looked at her coldly, and hummed: Do you have any other good plans?Pity smiled quietly and sat down slightly.
In my opinion, Master Du has two ways to go. One is to personally go to Xiaoming Island to obtain the secret. Although I don’t know where Xiaoming Island is, when it comes to sailing near the sea, no one in the world is better than the twelve families in Yuyang. As long as there are ships traveling between the islands and lands, you can always find clues.
However, not to mention that Ma Cannibal's martial arts are unfathomable, and the tiger and dragon are crept in the mulberry wood shade, and there are countless masters on the island. We can't even beat Master Du, and our ability is limited. Even if we find out the chart to Xiaoming Island, Master Du can only go to the island alone and kill him alone. I think it is not a good idea.Du Zhuang Pity snorted and ended up with a bad look, but after all, she didn't turn her back and draw her sword. The souvenirs couldn't help but sweat for the Pity girl.
The second method is to silently silence the Tianfu skills you know and leave them to me to perfect them.Pity straightened up her waist, folded her hands between her abdomen, and looked up at Du Zhuangpity.
I have collected martial arts scriptures all over the world for hundreds of years. To put it bluntly, I am an expert in talking about war on paper, but I have also produced experts like my mother. Because the "Mingxia Heart Scroll" directed by our village is beneficial to be compatible with the internal skills of various schools and can use all external tricks in the world without the need for their own unique mental methods to promote it.
I have used this to perfect a few techniques that I have never practiced or cannot practice. I have gained a reputation here. Because of the broad knowledge of the leader, I will definitely hear it.Take out a small brocade bag from your arms and throw it gently to Du Zhuangpity.
The silver-haired girl's long sword was turned around, and the cloth bag seemed to stick to the tip of the sword, and it was raised in front of her in a bag; the blade trembled slightly, and the cloth bag was shaken away by the force of force, and a whirlwind twist and tense was released. An object flew out in the wind, thin and translucent, like a huge white skin (jellyfish), which was actually a gauze scarf that was four feet square.
Du Zhuangpity's white wrist like a crane neck moves, and the gauze scarf deflects against the wind and flies silently into his palm. However, he sees the gauze is densely covered with fly heads and small regular script, with beautiful handwriting. At a glance, you can tell that it is a woman's handwriting. The characters are also painted with Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams and several lines of unknown significance, but they are not as good as the magical skills of the eight copper coins on the silk head. Shu Fu Fanlang's embroidery is eye-catching.
"The Magical Art of Far" is the unique martial arts of Fan Feiqiang of Wanli Feihuang. Some say that it is the unique skill of "The Red Blood Divine Needle" of Wu Ziyou's corpse sect. Some say that it was Fan Feiqiang's chance to be taught by Chengxiang Gong Shu Menghuan in another lifetime, so he regarded himself as the orthodox Yuyang, but did not expect that this skill was related to Pity Qingqian.
There is no time to look at the battlefield. Du Zhuangpity glanced at the eye of the light and knew that it was not a random trick made up, but he could easily get it into his arms. He picked the tip of the sword and bought the item in the brocade bag, but it was a small thread-cover book about three minutes thick. The cover clearly stated four small regular scripts of Mingxia Xinshu.
Although this is not the original copy of the Pity ancestral hall of Luowuzhuang, it was copied by my mother herself. There are many of her experiences in it. I think it is much more interesting than the secret book of the ancestral history. I have been away from my body since I can remember it.
If Master Du doubts my ability, I hope these two martial arts scriptures can tell me one or two.
You are willing to give up such an important thing?
I found my body and it was also in your hands. What's the difference?pity Qingqian said: My conditions are very simple. You can keep my master and servant safe for the rest of your life. I am responsible for solving the problems of Tianfugong for you, just like what I did for Fan Feiqiang.Du Zhuangpity snorted: People like you will fight back when they get an opportunity and will never sit still and wait for death.
You said I don’t know that the siege I just did, but it was your trick?Pity Qingqian refused to deny it at all, lowered her eyes happily, and said according to her words: But I can't escape after all. You have to kill all the people you are determined to kill, even if it takes more than ten or twenty years.
I'm not stupid enough to ignore your temperament, nor do I want to take a chance, I'll just live for two more days.
I am a person who has died once, Master Du, I am not afraid of death.
The past you heard of me is already in my previous life; in this life, I don’t want to be afraid and fearful, and I want to make a fair and reciprocal deal with you.
Of course, using secret techniques to transform you into my physique may also solve your troubles, but I don’t expect you to let me slap your neck and bury it in the soil, right?Du Zhuangpity really started to ponder, frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned, and Ying Fengse almost laughed out loud.
It was extremely inconsistent with Pity, and he had to admire the female yin man's ingenious tongue: this Pity girl did not let her opponent think in the worst direction, and instead chose to make a choice to lure her.
Du Zhuangpity can kill everyone, clean and neat, but in this way, not only will he be busy tonight, but he will also be eliminated from the final hope of Yan Manshuang's heart technique. Unless there are other descendants of Sangmuyin to find, they will only be left to kill Xiaoming Island.
If possible, Du Zhuangpity would have done this long ago.
For her, murder is always the most intuitive option.
Pity Qingqian takes "Mingxia Heart Scroll" and "Yuanfeng Magical Art" as the quality. Even if you abandon the insurance and escape, Du Zhuang Pity's income will still be greatly lost. And as Pity Qingqian said, it is not difficult to find out that Pity and Liang will kill him according to Du Zhuang Pity's skills.
As for the leak of the situation and the rumor of notoriety, don't say that Du Zhuangpity herself must care about her. Her evil deeds, Gu Wansong and Man Shuang knew about her. She had shaken the status of the Hongyan Leng Jian over the years. To put it bluntly, the martial arts world is a jar that everyone can praise. The reputation of Liuhe Ming Jian has long been bound to the interests of the seven major sects such as the Three Forgings and Four Swords, and it is impossible to easily destroy it.
That's OK.Sure enough, Du Zhuangpity accepted the proposal, but what shocked Ying Fengse was her next words: I will save you and kill the rest.
Let's wait!Pity's clear and shallow jade hand raised slightly, and said slowly: Since the deal between us has been completed and the interests are consistent, I must remind you that you seem to be in danger without knowing it. The enemy you have always feared may have arrived nearby. Are you ready to fight against each other?Or should I seize the time and find another suitable hiding place?Du Zhuangpity, who has always grasped the situation since he appeared and looked down on everything coldly, showed a wavering look for the first time, his delicate body swayed slightly, and his long sword swished!With a sound of turning, pointing at Pity's clear nose, gritted his teeth and said: "What did you... say?"
His face is constant and his hair is silver-white. There is no need to avoid the world. Most of the masters who have achieved success in martial arts practice have such strange appearances, so there is no need to fade out of the martial arts world.Pity Qingqian ignored the sharp sword tip of the cold light and said calmly: You have been in seclusion for many years, directly using the water and moon as a barrier. I think you have someone who is afraid of; what can make you so afraid of in martial arts can only be said to be a monster that people cannot imagine.
People like this are rare, and I have already listed several lists in my mind.
But after all, you didn't leave everything behind, and Shuiyue Dingxuan was not a difficult city block. I guess you were afraid, but you still had the intention of waiting and watching. You were not sure whether that person was going to attack you. You didn't know if it was worth it to abandon your existing fame and fortune for this doubt, and dragged on for many years.
Just like Miss Yan is afraid of you, and when she is playing around in the name of Weiming, she always avoids Shuiyue Dingxuan intentionally or unintentionally. You come tonight, one is because she didn’t take the feathered sheep god seriously, and the other is that she doesn’t think there will be danger. Third, it is because Miss Yan’s bait is too fragrant, so she checked it out in person?
Du Zhuangpity frowned: So what?
But the Feathered God did not know that Weiming's apprentice Yan Manshuang was Weiming himself, Ma Canniangmo and Yu Moming, who had been included in the door wall.The "fish that escapes the net" he refers to was actually the abandoned disciple of Shuiyue, Lu Yunman, who knew that you didn't care about his mother and daughter at all.There is something strange like this: Who told you that Yumoming hid here?
Du Zhuangpity was stunned: It was the wax pill he sent to send someone to collect books.A number of folded words were found from the sleeve, which said, "You are looking for the last fruit." I am ready to take a look. Under the fifteenth month, the sixteen characters in front of Wucheng Temple are vigorous and vigorous, and they are quite powerful and have a great scholar-like style. It is difficult to associate with the vulgar and slippery feathered god.
Pity Qingqian picked up the paper and lowered her head, her jade lips were lightly shining, and she recited it several times, then looked up and smiled: Sure enough, there was no mention of Xiaoming Island or Tianfu Divine Art.
If it were the usual moments, would you ignore him?Could it be that the person who passed the message mentioned the Heavenly Cover Divine Art?Du Zhuangpity suddenly turned his head, and the sharper sharper sword light burst out from his red pupils, shooting towards the corner without mercy: ...Gu Wansong!
I...I really don't know... The feathered god sitting in the corner of the steps shook his head desperately. If it weren't for the sealing of the acupoints on both shoulders, he would have shaken his hands long ago, and his pouting mouth, which was missing, leaked frequently as he spoke, for fear that it would be difficult to win the trust of others. His terrified eyes turned into the distance and kept patrolling the night: Who did you send to send... the letter?come out!Come out quickly... Come out for me!Everyone looked in the direction of shouting, and with a silence, a sturdy figure in black clothes fell to the ground lightly, silently, five crazy ghost horns rose on the copper-colored half of the face covering their face, and on the left forearm were the soul-breaking armor that everyone was familiar with. They pointed to the ancient-colored corpse on the ground and said in a deep voice: It was this guy who went to the heartbreaking lake. I didn't tell him anything, it was just a wax ball.It's the color of a dragon square!The blood of the wind was surging, and the cheeks were tense and hard, and the teeth were squeaked.
As the saying goes: When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.Just now, I heard the sound of "Don't move" in the midst of the chaos, and I still felt that it was not like him. Now Long Fang Hurricane came to me, and I was obviously more powerful than a few months ago. The signature fat man's belly had long disappeared without a trace, but Ying Fengse must be him, and he would not admit his mistake even if he burned it to ashes.
Long Fang's Hurricane's back was also carrying Ying Fengse Baoai's half-mad sword shovel, which was particularly hateful.
(This guy... this guy is determined not to forgive!) The hatred that he originally thought had faded and let go was biting Ying Fengse's heart like a poisonous snake. It was not even because he led the team to attack Wucheng'an and wanted to kill him. Ying Fengse didn't expect this place at all. But when he saw his eyes, he was slapped into the place that day by the sharp dagger that day, and it hurt violently. As if he was dying, the surprise, pain, confusion and helplessness of betrayal... It surged into his heart without preparation, and the wound was pierced, which made people unbearable.
Long Fang's answer obviously couldn't satisfy Du Zhuangpity. Gu Wansong was suddenly intimidated by the murderous aura that came to his face and said anxiously: You, please see if there is any clue on him... Are there any clues?It's not me... it's not what I did!The last sentence was originally about Du Zhuangpity, which was no different from begging for mercy.
Long Fang hurricane stepped forward slightly, flipped over Yun's ancient corpse, and flipped inside and out, shaking his head silently at Gu Wansong.
Chu Zhiqin, who was standing beside him, recognized him and closed his mouth and said: It's you, Long Dafang!Long Fang looked coldly and looked at him.
I get it...I get it!Suddenly, Gu Wansong shivered and shouted like a pig: It's Mr.... It's Mr.!Sir, he is here... Sir, he is here Ah!
shut up!Du Zhuangpity's plain shoes flew up, and his skirt fluttered, his round and slender thighs were tightly tight in his trousers, with curves as if naked; the corpse that was kicked off flew away from the ground, like a huge hidden weapon, not only knocking Gu Wansong down, but even pressing him down. Gu Wansong was still screaming, unable to tell whether it was a scream or something.
Long Fang seemed to be about to step forward, his body swayed, but he did not dare to act rashly after all, and his eyes remained the sword in the silver-haired girl's hand.
Under the moonlight, Du Zhuangpity's beautiful face, which was originally like a peach blossom, was so white that it was bloodless. She bit her jade lips lightly, and she thought for a moment. She looked up and said to Pity: If you have the slightest intention of breaking the contract, I promise to make you regret it.How long does it take for you to do it?
If you succeed or not within ten years, you will be given an explanation.
...Before you said this answer, did you ever think that you would be cut off by a sword?Du Zhuangpity laughed furiously.
It is easy to do it, but it is difficult to deal with the aftermath.You should start getting used to my truthfulness.Pity Qingqian was unmoved and said calmly: Should we go to Shuiyue Dianxuan to settle down, or do you have another seclusion place?I didn't want to go back to my place, but was mistaken for breaking the contract and absconding.
Du Zhuangpity put on a saurus and put the broken blood sword into the sheath, but still held the green steel sword that killed Yan Renwei, as if he could not feel at ease if he had not been like this.
After being called back to his senses by Pity Qingqian, he pondered for a moment, pointed at Wucheng'an and said: You are here to stay, I will come to find you again.You'd better not spend ten years so long, for the sake of you and your lady.
pity Qingqing smiled and said: For those who have eternal youth, ten years are not long, and the past is over. The key is what you exchanged for.
Du Zhuangpity said nothing, and her robe sleeves swayed and left without a trace for a moment, as if she had never come.
In the night wind, only the soft-hearted teeth were trembling and the soft-whimpering sounds were left.
Pity Qingqian waited for a while, but Du Zhuang Pity turned around. He took out a smooth porcelain bottle and poured out the pills. He carefully fed Liang Yinzhen on his knee and swallowed it, throwing the bottle to Chu Zhiqin.
Although this "Yangshen Ningxin Pill" cannot relieve the ore poison of bloodstone, it still has the effect of promoting blood circulation and regulating qi and regulating pulse and circulation, which can relieve pain.
Taking this pill is not harmful to take many times, but I only have this bottle on my body, so you can share it with others.Chu Zhiqin did as he said.
Although she was involved in the siege and killing Du Zhuangpity, the farthest distance was to pull Du Zhuangpity into ankle. It was not close to the fight, and was not affected by the poisonous substance bursting out of the bloody sword body, and became the only two people in the audience who could move freely. After taking the porcelain bottle, he was a little hesitant, but suddenly heard the unconscious master of Yizhu say: I'm fine, you save someone first.
Seeing Yu Xiutong wake up, a big rock fell to the ground in his heart.
The head of the Tianmen who had a sense of being born in the world narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the bright light from afar, and sighed for a moment: Miss Pity, the old fish are not together. I met the girl twice at the Tianwang Mountain and the Qizhai Federation. The girl's charm is still the same, as if she left her with a small scale and half claw at the end of the 30th year, but she is still dying. Pity Qingqing smiled and said: I remember you, is the Taoist priest who is very beautiful and speaks very kindly, right? Back then, the maids and sisters in our yard were all competing to go to the Zhiguan Courtyard to secretly look at the Taoist priest, and when they came back, they all sighed. From then on, they hated the Taoist sect's purity and thought that there were many people here, which was quite a good match. Yu Xiutong smiled faintly and asked coldly: I think the girl was also harmed by the demon sword conspiracy back then, so she must have nothing to do with the conspirator.
The person who is about to die does not want to go on the road with regrets, so he asked shamelessly and only hoped that the girl would say "no" in person. I am very grateful.Pity showed a little surprise and shook his head.
My lady and I were unfortunately caught by the traitor, so we got involved in the conspiracy of the God of Feathers. The demon sword holy war back then had nothing to do with me.Although Fan Feiqiang held his red eyes, the knife was sharper, and the blade was fed with poisons that confuse women's hearts and natures, and there were no magical powers circulating in the market.
Yu Xiutong nodded and said: Then I will feel relieved.Back then, I was on Datong Mountain, and I witnessed this guy designing a murderous fellow disciple with Du Zhuangpity, and then setting it up as a demon sword to commit a murder. However, the memory of the mastermind was taken from my mind by this guy, so that he has been like a walking corpse for twenty years.This account must be clearly calculated today.He looked at Gu Wansong, who was screaming at the steps, and stood up tremblingly with his support on the eaves.
Mr. is here... Mr. is here... Hahahaha... Isn't he here now?Under the corpse, the screams that were originally silent turned into a burst of laughter, and suddenly they returned to their original frivolous and wild aura. Gu Wansong poked his head out from behind the crooked and broken limbs, and his closed eyes were flowing with red bloodlines. His thin and long face, covered in blood stains and sand, looked particularly ferocious at night.
A bunch of stupid wives!The one-eyed madman smacked his lips, as if he wanted to reach out and scratch his head, but his arms were like pinched bananas, hanging softly beside him, and his fingers were flexing and stretching, which looked both funny and weird.
I cried a few times and scared Du Zhuangpity away. You are the only ones who can't beat you and can't escape, but you have nowhere to escape. You are still letting me kill you!Hahaha, I worked hard for a long time, but in the end it was all for free!As for Yu Xiutong, he was too lazy to even care about him, so he just looked at him with a sneer.
Yan Manshuang took the Yangshen Pills fed by Chu Zhiqin. The pain was greatly reduced. He heard Gu Wansong's words and hatred became even more intense. He gritted his teeth and said: Gu thief!You and I have the last Qing Dynasty to teach you... so arrogant!Gu Wansong squinted at her.
I didn’t know you were Yu Moming before, so I just pinched my breasts and slid my pussy while you were unconscious and took some oil to help you escape.
If it falls into my hands again, even if I cry and beg me, I can't forgive me. I have to fuck you so much that I feel embarrassed. It would be better for the famous Master Weiming to give birth to a girl for me... Humph, do you still have the courage to call me first?He wanted to say that the mother and daughter were taking a blow together, but suddenly realized that Mo Ting was also on the scene. He quickly swallowed the words to avoid listening to Mo Zhiyi's slutty woman's ears, and it was difficult to guarantee that something would happen in the future.
Chu Zhiqin couldn't stand it, so she fed Mo Ting and Lu Xise to take medicine, turned her head and said: The silver-haired evil star is gone, don't you see which side there are more people, put your mouth cleaner!Gu Wansong laughed and recalled Long Fang: Okay, hurry up and clean up the scene. Except for Yumoming, you must leave it to me. You can deal with other girls, so it doesn’t matter if you want them.Long Fang bowed slightly, took out the trumpet and set off the fire letter. When he was young, accomplices flew out of the forest, counting about seven or eight people, and each of them was steady, but they were not mediocre.
Chu Zhiqin's pretty face changed slightly, but she heard Gu Wansong say: ...You have always been cautious in your work, why did you bring only these people?Long Fang replied respectfully: In order to attract the lucky party members and those fence-bearers who are half-hearted, it is not advisable to form groups and all the elites will be produced.
The guy Yunguse is not completely blind. If his subordinates don’t take any risks, he may not take the bait easily.Gu Wansong said hey.
If he decides not to come to Wucheng'an, relying on the number of people to kill you, wouldn't it be like stealing chickens without losing rice?Long Fang Huse bowed and said: We are going down the mountain separately and we meet here, and he has no chance.
If he turns against him at the last moment, or if Du Zhuangpity never comes, it will be his fate and he will not be able to blame him.Gu Wansong slapped his thigh and smiled at Gu Zhongshu: Did you hear it?My son is so promising, very good!He had secretly used his power to hit the acupoints, but he didn't know whether it was Manshuang's gun stick to the acupoint, and his hand was slightly lighter, or whether he lifted his qi and played the exercises, and his shoulders were finally free.
The ambush arranged by Long Fang Huse must be the most elite recruited on Longting Mountain. One-on-one Chuzhiqindu is bound to be able to deal with it, let alone seven or eight of them?
Ying Fengse was anxious and wanted to hold on, but suddenly his eyes turned black and his chest was painful. He almost couldn't turn around in one breath, leaning on the ground and swallowing his breath with difficulty.
No one cares about Han Xuese at this moment, but Mo Ting finally recovered a little. She wanted to drag her body to explore her mother's condition, but when she saw her beloved man's face was as light as gold paper, she struggled to get closer, and when she explored her heartbeat, she was so scared that she was so scared.
Ting... Ting'er... Ying Fengse saw that it was her, so she tried hard to smile, her lips slightly shrunk: Her chest...a little hurt.
I... rest for a while... it's not intrusive... how can it not be intrusive?Your heart meridian sounds like it’s broken!Mo Ting held back and didn't say it, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.
Looking at me, my mother's broken palm was still connected to her wrist. It seemed to have a layer of fine gold foil sealed around her wrist, covering her flesh with the shape of a white wrist. Mo Zhi lies on the ground and falls asleep deeply, and the blood has stopped.
The bleeding of the wrist artery will not be stopped for no reason. When the flesh is dug, saw the bones and sutured the membrane, it can only be considered that the wound is sealed with a green dragon flask and replaced the still-healing epidermis, so as not to die if you lose blood.
The broken palm was taken back to its original position, and was sealed by the heterogeneous dragon squid, and the skin and flesh and even bones could slowly grow back, but the broken tendons and veins could not recover as before. In the end, the mother might get a left hand that was far less clever than the past. After all, it was her own hand, far better than a prosthetic limb, and it would not be inconvenient in daily life. This was the considerate intention of leaving the green dragon squid on her, and it was naturally because of love for the house and the black ones.
Unfortunately: when facing Du Zhuangpity's palm, only two of the three-colored dragon squids in Yingfeng's body were left. When a girl was hit by the chest, the red dragon squid dissipated 30 to 40% of the palm power, but it was still far beyond the physical body's ability to withstand.
If it weren't for the Bailongyan's barely protecting him, he would have been afraid that his chest would have exploded into mud.
The subsequent series of changes made Ying Fengse's blood rush, and his excited mood finally noticed abnormalities in his body. Until his tense spirit relaxed, his injuries finally came back to his will and he fell to the ground.
(Heart... hurts so much...) It's almost hurting.
That's of course Ah!Because you almost die.(Uncle fake!) The cool breeze passed by the corridor, and the green seedlings were fragrant. Although the sky in the distance was still red and black, the land was like lava. I came to the familiar courtyard again, sitting side by side with the handsome man in a wide robe and big sleeves under the eaves of the corridor. The wind felt like a different world, and the tip of my nose felt a little sore, and almost burst into tears.
It's okay to turn your head, don't look at me for the time being.Ying Wuyong said: The cost of launching "unboundary flow" twice in a row is very huge. Don't do this next time. I thought I'd be rebooting this time.
Not only the cutouts of the sky background have not returned to normal, but my face is also afraid that you will have nightmares at night.The more you say, the more I want to see it, right?OK, then I won’t even look at it if I die.
Although this scene of saying crosstalk is very missed by Ying Fengse, it is like a thing in his previous life, but now it is not a good time to be nostalgic. He coughed twice, turned his head and snapped his fingers.
...Damage Report.
Your heart veins are broken. If there is no red and white dragon squid, the hot pig blood tofu brain in your cavity now.The material, efficacy and principles of dragon squid are still unknown, but they are urging your blood marrow and qi as a function. It is to repair the heart and meridians. Before this, your meridians were damaged so much, and they did not damage the organs so severely. It is impossible to estimate how long it will take to recover, and I don’t know how much it can be restored. I hope you will be mentally prepared first.
If possible, it is recommended to take Qinglongyan back into the body. After all, its effectiveness is the most appropriate symptom. You need Qinglongyan's help now.
If you do this, Mo Zhiyi's broken palm can
Don't consider this for now.Ying Fengse decisively rejected it and signaled him to continue.
The fake uncle seemed not surprised and continued: It is not possible to use force, and you can't even start the "unboundary flow" in the short term.You shouldn't stay in the consciousness world for too long. The situation outside changes rapidly and you need to deal with it with it wholeheartedly.
...I can only lie down, what else can I deal with?
With Pity girl here, Long Dafang and Gu Wansong would not do whatever they want.What you should be careful is that the Pity girl is not friendly to Han Xuese, for fear that there will be variables in the future.When it comes to this point, hurry up and wake up and don’t die!Ying Fengse suddenly opened her eyes and swallowed her breath.
What caught my eye was Mo Ting's pretty face like a pear blossom, her beautiful eyes were filled with care and guilt. She covered her mouth and sobbed, and said in a low voice: You left the dragon... stone to my mother, and she was so seriously injured.
No...no way... Ying Fengse closed her eyes and leaned against her warm and soft plump breasts, and laughed: That's... Mother-in-law Ah, what should I do if she doesn't let you marry me?Mo Ting hugged him tightly, bit her lip and said: I'll marry secretly!I couldn't help but smile.
The two of them snuggled together for a while, and the girl calmed down her voice: I managed to trip the enemy in a while, and you could escape at the right time, and pretended to be dead if you couldn't run away.Ying Fengse looked out of the gap with his eyes with his light. Sure enough, the nine people led by Long Fang Huse scattered into a large circle, and were about to gather and surround him, capturing the ladies in one fell swoop.
Lu Xise and Liang Yiànzhen stood up with weapons, unwilling to sit and wait for death, but they heard Pity say: The God of Feathered Sheep, Du Zhuang Pity returns. You have moved her living skills of the Heavenly Overcoming Kung Fu, aren’t you afraid that she will chase you from the ends of the world?The Feathered God laughed: So I dare not take action on you, Miss. As for Liang Yiànzhen, I lack interest.
Thanks to your clever tongue, Yumo Ming is just a useless rib. You must not kill anyone. I will not kill you. I will not have time to chase me from the ends of the world.
The rest of the people are waiting, do you think which one is there that she would care about?Ying Fengse's heart sank.
The clever debate of female yin people is even Du Zhuang Pity, and the effect on one person is limited, that is, a madman like the God of Feathers.
Gu Wansong has multiple faces, perhaps because he has been disguised for many years and has been constantly switching between various characters. He is as smooth as him, and he can't help but become a madman, making the character a character and unable to extricate himself.
The feathered god wearing a mask is a pretentious and malicious pleasure criminal, while the feathered god who loses the mask is a completely vulgar villain. The spirit of game respecting the rules is gone and it cannot be restricted by reason.
pity sighed shallowly.
Gu Wansong, if that man stretched out his hand to Du Zhuangpity, do you think you could escape?The face of the feathered sheep, whose smile was so crazy that the frozen expression seemed a little distorted, but hesitated for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly: Very very, very good, but I am drunk today, and I don’t enjoy the fun in front of me. I’m so sorry for myself to worry about losing my head tomorrow!You are also old and torn shoes, so you don’t have to pretend to be a lady.
I have never had sex with a genital man. I will take you to try riding some. I won’t be fucked until my legs are missing and my arms are broken. I still give her a complete pity girl. I believe Du Zhuangpity doesn’t mind pity Qingqian raising her head.
Since the face of the wind and color, this stunning face, like a fairy, has not had a gentle smile for the first time. The coldness of the young man is simply indescribable, but it is even more terrifying than the hideous distortion that a young man encounters in this life.
Where did you hear the word Yin Ren?Gu Wansong laughed wildly and suddenly disappeared, glanced back coldly, raised his hand and said: Take it down, don’t miss one.
All must live.In an instant, he seemed to be restored to the deputy chief of the Taishu who was respectful to the martial arts world on Baicheng Mountain.
Long Fang and Huse were about to take action when they suddenly saw a slightly hunched and tall, tall and slender man in black stepped out of Wucheng Temple. After carrying it with one hand, he walked as if he was walking to the front of the steps, as if he was the owner of the house who was awakened by a wild dog outside the house. He pressed him with impatience, just not to pick up a broom, or something else. Shi Shiran said: I only said this once: Shut up, get out, get out as soon as possible.
I have to say something a little bit, there will be grass on the grave next year.Including Ye Zangke and Du Zhuangpity, this is the third time tonight, and an uninvited guest is traveling from the temple.
Although there is no one behind the scenes of the Wucheng Temple and climbing over the wall, it seems that the strange situation of those who are bad things will be produced continuously from it, which is really ridiculous.
A Jiuyuan envoy caught Long Fang's eyes, raised his sword and shouted loudly: Who is coming... Uh!Before the letter was released, he was already screaming and falling. Half of the white feathers on his chest buzzed and shook. The cold arrows that came from somewhere almost penetrated through his back, and their strength was extremely terrifying.
Another envoy rushed over and flew over the dead and said in a lost voice: Master Yang!He was shot through his left and right temples and fell to the ground with his arrow branches tilted his neck. He looked both funny and terrifying, but unfortunately no one could laugh at the scene.
Unlike the iron bow that Yan Renwei is afraid, no one can draw the string within the range that can reach, and the two arrows shoot straight angles, which is absolutely different from the arc path of the long bow shooting.
A longer range, stronger force, lower flat incident angle (this is... a crossbow machine!) is different from the broken heart arrow small crossbow that can be exchanged for. Since its invention, powerful crossbows have been listed as national weapons in all dynasties. People in the martial arts world are never allowed to practice and manufacture them, let alone hold them. Because they are extremely powerful, they can compete with the imperial army and cannot escape the suspicion of rebellion and subversion.
It is not difficult for a martial arts sect and even the yamen to pretend to be a soldier, but the crossbow machine is strictly controlled and it is difficult to find it in vain.
(Is it the troops of General Zhendong? Then why do you need to be masked?) Do you all understand human words?Do you have to be satisfied with one arrow?The man in black seemed to realize the surprise of everyone. He was not only different from his enemies. Not only Jiuyuan sent him to the enemy, but the girls were also cautious and fearful. Both sides regarded him as a threat. He said lukewarmly and said in a hurry: You should report your own family, right?It’s so troublesome for the people in the martial arts world.
As for me, I am Ye Zangke's friend. If I have to say something about Wan'er, I will just call me "Fifth Master".
He raised his hand and spoke without getting an arrow, and asked the fifth master to get annoyed. He still had to get an arrow. Do you understand?
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