The word little junior sister obviously surprised Murong Yi, her pupils were dilating, and she was walking forward with a sword. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Her steps were heavy, the yellow leaves were falling on the roof, her hair seemed to be dancing in the wind, and people were slowly coming to me.

She said, "What did you say? What little sister? ”

Shimoda Miko asked me not to move, pulled my hair hard, didn't care about my feelings at all, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ninghai, do you remember?" ”

When Murong Yi heard the word Ning Hai, the muscles in her face were beating, and she said, "Who are you?" How do you know about Ninghai? ”

Shimoda Miko is a goblin, her long nails slid down my face, and she looked at me with a teasing look and said, "It seems that your boyfriend must love you very much, and I will let you know today what it is like to know what it is like to lose a lover." ”

Murong Yi said, "Wait! Why did you kill him? What does Ning Hai have to do with you? Why do you want to harm us? ”

Five years ago, Ning Hai and Murong Yi were both disciples of Maoshan, and after the two of them finished their studies and went down the mountain, the golden boy and girl made their relationship public.

By chance, the two were invited by the Japanese ghost catcher master "Ren Yi" to go to Japan for exchanges and learning, and as soon as the party ended, Murong Yi didn't know Ning Hai's whereabouts, and there was no news for several years.

Shimoda Miko said lightly: "Do you know what Ning Hai said when he died?" ”

Obviously, Murong Yi didn't know the news that Ning Hai was dead, so she ate and said, "Ning Hai is dead? ”

The memories are inevitably very bitter, but her hands are even more dead, my tears of pain are about to fall, and when I grab my hand, her wrists have been buckled by me, her wrists are very thin, and her skin is also very thin, not only thin, but also very slippery, not only very slippery, but also very fragrant.

But her words were bitter, and the air was gloomy because of her bitter words.

She said, "He's been dead for three years, don't you know anything?"

Three years is not a short time, it is more than a thousand days. Really don't think about a person for more than a thousand days? Don't think about the love you once loved? I'm afraid that no one can do it.

Memory is something that everyone has, but Murong Yi's memory is very poor, she sneered and said: "I'm sorry, I really don't know, and I don't want to hear anything about this person, he is him, I am me, and we will never be able to get together."

Shimoda Miko said: "You lied to me, he said before he died that you are the love of his life, do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

As soon as she let go of her hand and pushed me again, Murong Yi shouted in a panic: "Get down, get down."

Something was flying behind me, the speed was very fast, as soon as I lay down, Murong Yi's whole person was bent over the bridge, and five or six pieces of silver flowers simply cut off the branches, and when the wind blew, the leaves swept up the night sky with the wind, and the night had become deeper and more desolate.

In this kind of master duel, it has nothing to do with me and can't help anything, so I found a safe place to watch the fight between the two.

Murong Yi used a sword, and Shimoda Miko used a fan, and the fan was made of unknown materials, and it was extremely hard, like a rock.

It struck with the sword, the sparks splashed, the clanging sounded, and under the moon, you could see that the two were equal, and they didn't give each other any respite in every move, and they tried their best to make every move, as if they wanted to put each other to death, and they would not show mercy.

In this kind of situation where I can't help, the best help is not to cause chaos for Murong Yi, I didn't want to make trouble, I just patronized and watched the fight between the two, and when I felt someone behind me, I didn't know what was grabbing my back, and the heart-rending pain couldn't help but scream out.

As soon as I screamed, Murong Yi was distracted, her arm was torn by the ice fan, her clothes opened two openings in an instant, and a drop of blood flowed out of her palm, but her muffled snort was already heartbreaking.

She said, "You find a way to get out of here, go somewhere and wait for me, and I'll go there to find you."

Since Shimoda Miko can let us in, she must have made a foolproof plan, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to fly even if I insert the wings.

I said, "No, we have to go together, we have to die together."

Although Murong Yi objected, Shimoda Miko on the opposite side couldn't help but be distracted by her, and she raised the fan again, and Murong Yi and I said in unison: "Be careful!"

A gust of wind blew against my scalp, and as soon as I lowered my head, I was glad that I reacted quickly enough, and I was almost about to die.

There's a person behind her.,It's a woman with all kinds of charm.,She's wearing a pink dress.,There's a cherry blossom in her clothes.,It's strange that she's wearing an umbrella.,It's completely an ancient style umbrella.,Guess it's an ancient Japanese beauty.,No,It's a ghost girl.。

Because her person is very white, her hands and neck are all that kind of white and white, which is very uncomfortable to look at, and her body will be cold.

Her eyes were small, and her mouth was small, small but red, like a cherry, and she was giggling, and she was pulling her hairpin with a paper-like hand.

I think it's going to be bad, then with the silver hairpin on a silver rainbow to the wind, the speed is very fast, definitely faster than imagined, this hairpin can't dodge, sure my life is gone.

Potential needs to be tapped, and agility can only be tempered by being through a hundred battles.

Obviously, I didn't have any of these things, but I fell from a stone under my feet and escaped the fatal blow.

The hairpin poked into the red pillar, and the pillar was shedding red paint, and before the lacquer fell, it had been swept up in the air by the west wind, and it had turned eighteen times and floated in front of my eyes, but the ghost girl had already choked my neck with her hand.

Cold hands, pale faces, and small eyes shot into my eyes with a charming look.

I looked at her and her, and my whole body seemed to be one with the night, and the tip of my cold nose was drenched in sweat and cold sweat in an instant.

Murong Yi said: "Ah San bowed his head, it seems that I will deal with her."

I glanced at Murong Yi, and something was flying softly in my ears, and when I looked down, a foul smell of cold blood sprayed on my face, and the ghost girl's head was slashed off by the long sword, and it slammed on the ground with a bang and turned over seven or eight times.

As soon as I pushed her body, as light as a dummy, but there was dust on the ground, and with a wave of my hand, I saw a line of people in the gray mist that had not yet dissipated, all of them were women in their outfits, and they were all holding umbrellas, and they were all smiling at me.

I ate and said, "Murong, look !!"

Murong Yi was shocked, but Shimoda Miko was very happy, she closed the fan with a stroke, and the fan dripped blood, and the blood smashed on the surface of her shoes, and her milky toes were also dyed red.

She said, "Why are you so dishonest? Like to look at people's feet? ”

Murong Yi glared at me, and Shimoda Miko giggled: "This is the thousand-faced doll of the nine great witchcraft in Japan, little junior sister, aren't you the best at catching ghosts and subduing demons?" I'll see how you die today! Kill! ”