Chapter 21: There is a strange one

Luo Shaobai hurriedly turned his head, his sleeve wiped under Fang Cai's nose, and she was really ashamed to find a place to get in, she had seen a lot of beautiful men, but it was the first time that a beautiful man had a nosebleed, and this was really a shame to be thrown into her grandmother's house. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it's no wonder that she, the scene is really hot, that person's figure is simply the best of the best, the shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, the golden ratio is vividly displayed, the skin is tight and not losing toughness, the staggered and orderly muscle lines are arranged carefully and tightly, the muscles and bones under it are vaguely recognizable, and the bones are strange to ordinary people.

Luo Shaobai couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart, for the first time, he felt that God was so unfair.

He is born and bright!

She has been apprenticed to learn art since she was a child, and everyone she has seen praised her talent and intelligence, and her bones are exquisite, and she is a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years.

The man was perfect in every way, if the three-inch dagger on the man's left shoulder was ignored, of course.

Columns of blood trickled down from your shoulders to the soles of your feet.

The man looked down at the wound on his left shoulder, his eyes were scarlet, and he walked straight towards Luo Shaobai, Luo Shaobai stared at him vigilantly, holding the silver needle in his hand, just waiting for the person to use the needle and pour out the needle.

Three meters, one meter......

Luo Shaobai secretly counted in his heart, just when the two were half a meter apart, the poisonous silver needle in his hand shot at the man like an arrow, and Luo Shaobai had already calculated the angle of the needle, and this time he couldn't hide no matter what.

Anyway, Liangzi is already over, so just don't kill it.

The silver needle was fast, but the man didn't seem to see it, and he still approached Luo Shaobai unhurriedly. Seeing this, Luo Shaobai couldn't help but snort coldly, the poison of this silver needle was developed by the Wu Alliance for decades, and it was designed to overcome the invulnerable body of a hundred poisons, so he didn't have to let it be tantamount to asking for his own death.

However, before Luo Shaobai's thought could dissipate, he was surprised to find that the silver needles were bent and stopped half a millimeter away from the man, and then fell to the ground as if they had lost weight.

Mental power? Luo Shaobai stared at the silver needles on the ground that had been bent by qi, his face was full of shock, and his mind was already blank, this person was simply a monster.

For all these actions of Luo Shaobai, the man turned a deaf ear. Under absolute strength, all means are nothing more than grandstanding.

The man in front of him was incredibly beautiful, and he saw that in his black and white eyes, his deep pupils slowly turned half a circle like an ancient bell, and finally, his eyes stared at Luo Shaobai without focus. The moment his eyes locked, Luo Shaobai was shocked, only to feel that the air around him seemed to be frozen, and his body was so stiff that he couldn't move a bit.

Luo Shaobai stared at the man in front of him with a sinking face, and while slowly forcing the strength of his body to his right arm, he asked quietly, "What does Eighth Highness mean by this?" ”

The man who was getting closer turned a deaf ear, his left hand slowly stroked Luo Shaobai's right finger, winding all the way up, his fingers were cold, and the cold where he passed through the pores continuously eroded Luo Shaobai's flesh and bones, Luo Shaobai clenched his jade teeth, and most of the internal force that had just gathered was dispersed by him in a moment. The fingertips spread along the gooseneck-like snow muscles, and the cold and bone-chilling big hand climbed up Luo Shaobai's slightly thin jaw, and the fingertips were slightly forced, forcing Luo Shaobai to look at him.

Those eyes are not as delicate as the human eye, but they are also so strange that they are not like the human eye.

The pupils of the ink like a dark night almost swallowed Luo Shaobai, and looking at Luo Shaobai was like looking at a dead thing.

"You are very good," the man dragged his eyes and swept Luo Shaobai up and down, his gorgeous tone was mixed with a suffocating death, "You are the first one who can hurt the deity at close range." After that, he looked at his wound again, the blood had dried up and formed a scab, the ruptured muscles were shaken out by the internal force, revealing the bloody white bones inside, the dagger was between him and Luo Shaobai, the man glanced at his eyebrows, stretched out his long right hand, grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out vigorously, and the barb of the dagger instantly brought up a series of flesh and blood.

"But that's all."

The man slowly moved his left shoulder as he spoke, and his delicate face showed no expression. The friction between bones and bones was particularly clear in this empty burial chamber, and after a while, only a 'click' sound could be heard, and the broken bones were firmly connected together, and the man smiled strangely at Luo Shaobai, "Now, you can continue." ”

With a wave of his big hand, Luo Shaobai, who had just swam ashore, was instantly knocked into the water again like a kite with a broken string.

Your uncle!

Luo Shaobai didn't have time to react, the milky spring water washed towards it like a whirlpool, just after being unloaded of internal force, Luo Shaobai only felt that his chest hurt as if it was about to burst, and he only heard the sound of water buzzing in his ears, and gradually, his body began to sink and his brain became more and more chaotic......

Just when Luo Shaobai thought that he was going to die here today, he suddenly felt that his body suddenly lightened, and it seemed that something had salvaged him in the haze, Luo Shaobai choked and coughed, slowly raised his heavy eyes, and a magnified face stared at him expressionlessly, and his black and white eyes came closer, which was weird.

"Put me down!" Luo Shaobai shouted loudly, only to find that he was carrying his chest and hanging in the air, looking at the position of the hand on his chest, Luo Shaobai suddenly blushed with shame, he had been attacked on his chest?

The man glanced at Luo Shaobai, and slowly moved his gaze to the place where his left hand was, where, I don't know what it was, rubbed his hand softly, again and again, warm and comfortable.

The man unconsciously stretched out his right hand and placed it on his chest, the stiff touch was completely different from the warmth, I saw that his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his face showed a puzzled look for the first time, what was it, why didn't he have it?

No, the warmth, he wants it too.

The man never knew what the restraint was, what he wanted, he could just take it, of course he did it, but when he was about to reach out and tear the clothes covering Luo Shaobai's chest, a strong wind suddenly rushed towards him, making him subconsciously let go.

Luo Shaobai saw the situation and rolled and fell to the ground, his hands tightly protected his chest, this pervert, if she hadn't taken advantage of her unpreparedness to make a timely move, I am afraid that it would have been spring by now.

The man looked at Luo Shaobai contemptuously, his eyes returned to their original coldness, he thought he had caught a hedgehog, but now it looks more like a fish.

However, in his opinion, there is no difference between the two, it is just food.

His gaze gradually moved from Luo Shaobai's chest to his neck, and the man licked his scarlet lips, right now, there was something more important to do.