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Besides, the four people present, except for the blood on the night, no one could see her.

So this stupid girl, after listening to Song Liangyu's vow to help herself condense her body, she shouted out happily, very playful, Song Liangyu saw Du Duqi very happy, he suddenly felt that this stupid girl is so beautiful when she laughs, it looks better than crying, if you can see her laugh every day in the future, it won't be too happy.

Song Liangyu hurriedly shook his head, what was the enemy thinking about.

The blood in the night suddenly spoke, and said in a loud voice: "Report the name." “

How can Song Liangyu let a girl lead her nose, so she pretends that her ears are not good, she can't hear, she tilts her head and looks like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and she will sprinkle it if she can't afford it~~ Out of a warm blood, and he is not a person who has never shed blood, he is afraid of a fart, besides, the Yellow House is still in front of him, Song Liangyu doesn't believe that this girl who is bloody at night will kill herself.

Well, even if he really killed himself, can Huang Lou agree?

The blood of the night was laughed at angrily.

Huang Lou hurriedly rounded the field, "Blood sister, this person, you can't move." “

"Oh? Go on. “

Huang Lou looked like he couldn't leak it, and pointed to the sky.

Night Blood shook his head honestly and said, "I don't understand." “

Huang Lou stomped his foot, "Someone is watching it." “

The so-called people above are nothing more than having a relationship and a backstage, and they are not stupid when they are bloody, so they will understand immediately, but the novices who have crossed over, those who have a relationship and a backstage, are not just Song Liangyu, take Ouyang Bao and Wang Xibei as examples, don't they just come through the back door? The reason why these two guys have heads and faces is not because they have to rely on the old blind man Huang Lou, and if there is no old blind man to be their instructors, where do they get the capital to show off their power and accept their younger brothers?

Private instructors, this is big enough.

Of all the four villages here, you can't find a second one.

However, after the two brothers of the Death Heaven Group met the blood on the night, they still had to nod their heads and sell enough face, how could they be like Song Liangyu, who dared to provoke themselves when they met for the first time, could it be that he was even tougher than the relationship with the Death Heaven Group?

Night Blood pondered for a while and asked, "What's his name?" “

Huang Lou said in a good voice: "The surname is Song, Baogai Song, called Liangyu, the Liangjia of the women of the Liangjia, and the slim jade." “

Song Liangyu suddenly interrupted: "Fart, it is the good of eliminating violence and peace, and the jade of brocade clothes and food." “

"It's all the same, it's the same."

Song Liangyu was a little hesitant when he saw the blood on the night, he suddenly came to the confidence, took a step forward, pointed to the unconscious Qiuqiu with a pale face, and said: "This little guy is with me, that is to say, it is my private property, I can't give it to you, and these injuries on its body, and these two cuts on my head, are all the poisonous hands of that instigated Bao Wei, don't believe you, come and take a look, I Tema left several bowls of blood, if you don't ask him one, two, three, I won't give up, you better hand him over honestly." “

The blood laughed at night, and the tears were almost laughing.

"What a big breath!"

Du Duqi, who was floating in mid-air, trembled inexplicably, Ouyang Bao and Wang Xibei were even more miserable, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, even the rickety body of Huang Lou, an old blind man, slowly straightened up after a roar of blood in the night, he faced the blood in the night, his expression was solemn, to be honest, he really didn't want to be hard steel with the blood in the night, but if the blood in the night continued to go his own way, then he couldn't be a good gentleman.

In fact, Huang Lou has long been prejudiced against blood at night, but he is old and doesn't want to care about these smoky things anymore.

But Song Liangyu is here, he can't stand by and watch.

Huang Lou glanced at Song Liangyu with some concern, for fear that this kid wouldn't be able to stand the roar of blood in the night.

But to Huang Lou's surprise, Song Liangyu only slightly felt a little dizzy in his head, and then he was like a nobody, with a look of indifference, Huang Lou was a little surprised, did Song Liangyu have any soul suppression magic weapon? The ability to blood at night, Huang Lou knows the roots, as long as this girl is willing, every word she says is magical.

In layman's terms, it's a soul attack.

As a soul singer, his voice can not only repair the soul, but also destroy the soul, like the Yellow Building, even if the body is trained to the extreme of indestructibility, the soul is still very fragile, and even he is not sure that he can withstand the soul attack of the night blood.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a soul cultivation and a self-cultivation.

Soul cultivators are especially difficult, their minds are not strong, their concentration is insufficient, and their souls are scattered in minutes.

In contrast, self-cultivation is much easier, as long as you are not afraid of hardship.

Huang Lou couldn't figure it out, Song Liangyu, a guy who had only crossed over for a long time, was actually indifferent to the soul attack of the blood on the night, what was going on?

Not to mention the Yellow Building, even when I saw blood at night, I couldn't figure it out.

Huang Lou asked, "Are you okay?" “

Song Liangyu said inexplicably: "What can I do?" “

Huang Lou stopped talking, lowered his head thoughtfully.

Song Liangyu looked up and saw Du Duqi's pale face, very worried, fortunately Song Liangyu's brain circuit turned quickly, and immediately thought that the roar of the night blood just now must be greasy, at this time Song Liangyu suddenly remembered that the night blood seems to be a soul singer, according to the literal meaning, the attack method must be related to the soul, Song Liangyu immediately enlightened, no wonder Du Duqi would say that this woman is a natural enemy, it turns out that she specializes in the soul.

But did the Night Blood attack just now?

Song Liangyu didn't hear this woman sing.

Immediately after that, Song Liangyu pinched his fingers and counted, the blood on the night can control the soul and enslave the body just by sound.

Sure enough, none of the civil servants here are vegetarians.

Song Liangyu stared at the blood on the night, and said word by word: "You are really good!" “

The blood on the night suddenly roared again.

"Get down!"

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Bao and Wang Xibei, who were not far away, involuntarily lay on the ground, throwing their bodies to the ground, and Huang Lou, who had just straightened his waist, slowly bent down again, his appearance of gritting his teeth was as if a mountain was pressed on his body, but fortunately, he held it up and did not lie down, which was not too embarrassing.

Even Du Duqi was crooked, fell from mid-air, and clinged to the ground.

Du Duqi has never suffered such humiliation in her life, she is unwilling to crawl on the ground, so she wants to struggle again and again, but she is just a wisp of consciousness now, just like a marionette in the hand of the night blood, the night blood makes her kneel, she has to kneel, let her lie on her stomach, she has to lie on her stomach, she can't resist at all.

Soul singers, it's not for nothing.

But in this case, Song Liangyu still stood with his head held high, and his waist was straighter than Huang Lou, the Eight Extremes Grandmaster, and he was also a little frightened by the blood on the night.

Du Duqi shouted loudly: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and slap this stinky woman twice for me." “

Song Liangyu was stunned, "Huh? “

Du Duqi struggled on the ground a few more times, and scolded for the first time: "Are you still there? Ahh Do you like to see your master lying on the ground so much? Although this stinky woman's soul power is endless, but in addition to soul power, it is simply useless, as long as the soul is not bound by her, there is no need to void her at all, you have a hundred years of sword heart in your body, the soul has been fused with the ancient, the sword is a hundred years heavy, you have long been as heavy as a mountain, he can't do anything about you, can't you still win a woman who can only talk and sing? “

Song Liangyu was shocked and said, "But didn't you say that she is your natural enemy?" “

"She's my natural enemy, not your natural enemy, you can eat her, go and beat her."

Song Liangyu said embarrassedly: "You let me beat a woman?" Not good. “

Du Duqi's face was like frost, he slapped on the ground, the air suddenly became viscous, Song Liangyu felt as if he was standing in the water, letting the air wash over his whole body, and at the same time, a sharp sword dripping with water droplets suddenly appeared around him, not much, maybe only twenty or thirty swords, but each sword was wider and sharper than Song Liangyu had seen before.

The blades of the swords shone with a dazzling white light, and the tips of all the swords were all pointed at the night blood.

These swords are entities condensed from water, and Ouyang Bao and Wang Xibei can clearly see them.

Even Huang Lou had goosebumps all over his body.

It was obvious that he felt a monstrous cold.

Ye Shangxue didn't care about these swords, but gritted his teeth, stared at Song Liangyu, and said word by word: "I'll let you lie down!" “

Song Liangyu is still as immobile as a mountain.

Huang Lou couldn't bear it now, he knelt on one knee, and he knelt out of a pit on the ground.

As for the two brothers who are in the Death Heaven Group, they are directly miserable, they could barely raise their heads just now, but after the crazy girl who was bleeding in the night spoke again, Ouyang Bao's head hit the ground, and there was a bang, this is good, Ouyang Bao's whole person, as if he was stitched to the ground, couldn't move at all.

Du Duqi's figure flickered, a little erratic, this stupid girl let out a roar very angrily, and the aftermath was not finished, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Dozens of swords dripping with water droplets turned into a puddle of clear water and splashed all over the ground.

Song Liangyu gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

Just this step scared the night blood.

Song Liangyu grinned slowly, slowly.

If the blood at night is Du Duqi's natural enemy, then Song Liangyu can definitely be called the natural enemy of the blood at night.

It's like rock-paper-scissors, scissors cut cloth, cloth-wrapped rock, rock-hammer scissors.

Hey, absolutely.