Isn't it the happiest thing to love someone, and isn't it the happiest thing to see him happy? Yes, love should be strived for, but this is based on not harming others, and now it is not called love, but possession!

Obviously, the red coat is possession.

The corners of Gu Ruoxi's mouth raised slightly, "It's really a touching move, but the falling flowers are unintentional, and in the end it's just a dream." ”

She was to provoke her, and the woman deserved to die in anger, and the unforgivable should not have peace, but all kinds of pain, which she thought was much better psychologically than physically.

Hongyi squinted her eyes slightly, she didn't calculate that this jian hoof actually left a clue for others, she thought that she could have everything tonight, who knew that she would bite the gold halfway, that is, the woman in front of her who had been smiling, who was she? The internal force was so strong that she couldn't sense it.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" Gu Ruoxi combined her hands and joked.

Today, no matter whether Hongyi wants to put down the butcher knife or not, he will take her life, not for others, just for the sake of the little sister!

Good things are naturally unhappy to be stirred up by the yellow and red clothes, and now they are still being teased like this, naturally they can't bear this breath, and many people suddenly appeared behind them, tightly surrounding Gu Ruoxi and the two, it seems that these people are nothing more than the people of the Dark Night Pavilion, and the power of the red clothes as the right protector of the silver silk is naturally second only to the silver silk, and it is not a rare thing to be able to summon the people of the Dark Night Pavilion now.

It's just that there are a lot of people, but they don't actually take advantage!

As soon as the hand in his hand was clenched, Qing Qian coughed lightly, Gu Ruoxi naturally stepped back, there was no way for someone to perform, it seemed that Qing Qian really didn't plan to continue to live in seclusion.

Feeling that there were many people, Hongyi also took a few steps back, her goal was not to come up and kill this girl, but the woman behind her who was watching the play with her hands in her hands, that was her own purpose, and naturally it was also hope.

The man in black took advantage of the trend, and he was naturally not inferior, and the legendary Butterfly Dream Lotus Shadow was not a false legend.

Before the red clothes could attack, the men in black fell to the ground with a thud, and stepped out of the corpses with a smile on their faces, and the white embroidered shoes were not stained with blood.

This time I was surprised when I changed into red, I thought that the woman behind me was powerful enough, but I didn't expect this to be even more powerful, that pace? so familiar......

"Butterfly Dream Lotus Shadow. The shopkeeper exclaimed in the back, but he didn't expect the old guy to be quite long-eyed.

As soon as these words came out, even the red clothes were stunned, it was lost for many years, the legend is that only the unique skills of the medical fairy Butterfly Menglian, it has always been passed on to women and not men, this woman uses a perfect fire, naturally it should not be a disciple, according to the age and body shape, it is really Butterfly Menglian, so don't blame yourself for being polite, take out the flute on your waist and blow it, the voice is magical, a little breathtaking.

Not far away, there was the sound of footsteps brushing together, which made Gu Ruoxi unreasonable, and her shallow body was stunned, it must not be that thing......

It turns out that prayers are useless, and it is that thing that has come, the top-secret killer of the Night Pavilion - the Dead.

These people are dressed in armor, like Praetorian Guards, their faces are expressionless, they can walk step by step, they don't blink their eyes, they don't close their eyes, they walk very neatly, and their steps are the same, could it be that they have been specially trained? Yu Guang saw a trace of surprise flashing in Qing Qian's eyes, which made Gu Ruoxi very curious about what was in front of him.

"Be careful!" A familiar voice appeared in front of Gu Ruoxi, but he was wearing a mask, which was not as cold as Yinxi, but more domineering.

"This is the dead soldier of the Night Pavilion, and he can't be killed. Xiahou Bing's voice hit Gu Ruoxi's heart like thunder, there can be dead soldiers in this era, it seems that the ancients are still quite developed.

Since she is a dead soldier, isn't it no different from her own mummy? One thing descends to another, or is it the same as both? I thought that her mummy was the most advanced invention here, but who knew that someone actually surpassed herself.

I don't care if there is one more person in red clothes on the scene, the dead man will definitely be stained with his blood when he appears, otherwise he will not return to the basement, this is the biggest force in the Dark Night Pavilion.

The corners of Hongyi's mouth were slightly raised, and the bloodlust in his eyes was no less than that of these dead soldiers, and he was really an old demon of Montenegro, this was Gu Ruoxi's evaluation of Hongyi at this moment.

Qing Qian pulled Gu Ruoxi behind him, this dead man is no better than other things, they are not driven away by the soul in their bodies, but supported by the poison in their bodies, there is only one person in the world who can do this, that is, his unscrupulous senior brother, only after he has cultivated the forbidden book, he will go mad, and he will be expelled from the master back then, whether he has completely fallen into the devil now, or is he not a ghost or a ghost, I remember that he only practiced half of the forbidden book, and the remaining half was burned by the master.

And now, how can this dead man explain? Why does this man in front of him recognize that he has never seen this person in the rivers and lakes, but his martial arts skills are not low, who would he be if he is not a person from the rivers and lakes?

The dead man stood in the room with a brush, the dead man on the ground had already been trampled to a blur of flesh and blood, the dead man seemed to feel the smell of blood, and twisted a corpse with one hand on the ground, as easy as twisting a chicken, and began to go down with his neck, the people on the ground were not yet dry, after they sucked it, the dry wood was skinny, and the skin on his face was wrinkled together, and in an instant it was like he was a hundred years old.

Xiahou Bing was stunned, these dead soldiers are the secret army of the Dark Night Pavilion, if they fight with their own Praetorian Guards, I am afraid that they will suffer a lot, and it is estimated that the blood of the palace will flow into a river after a while, it is not a legend, I didn't expect the Dark Night Pavilion to have such a ruthless force, these dead soldiers are probably only a small part of them, and now the power of the Dark Night Pavilion has been estimated by no one, if you want to destroy the Dark Night Pavilion in the future, I am afraid it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Gu Ruoxi carefully observed the dead man's every move, it seems that after sucking blood, he is much fuller than before, is it the same as modern zombies, after sucking blood, he will increase his power, in short, this is the case, but these dead soldiers seem to be invisible, modern zombies rely on their sense of smell, what is the basis for taking these dead soldiers?

Yes, it must be like this, the Dark Night Pavilion actually has this kind of thing, it seems that Silver Silk is not a gentleman, and he can use these to be bloodthirsty and ruthless.

Hongyi didn't seem to have the patience to wait any longer, and continued to take out the flute on his waist and blew it, the dead man threw away the dead body in his hand, and walked towards Gu Ruoxi and the others, Gu Ruoxi was carefully looking for the dead man's shortcomings.