The night is not just an interaction between the Moon Rose and the Evil Venerable Human Snake in another time and space. In the frame of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info the color is getting darker and darker, as if the night is about to swallow up the light layer by layer, and then become a solemnity.

"This ......" Moon Rose stared at the frame, and the scenery in the frame, chilling. Seeing that inky black like water is about to eat away the people in the painting.

"You're going to have to hurry." The evil venerable smiled evilly, and the corners of his mouth were joking, like the first quarter moon: "I am the evil venerable, the natural enemy of time, and I control the rhythm of time jumping. I want the other party to fall into darkness and never get out, and the other party will never have the slightest chance to see the light!"

Moonrose stared at him fiercely, her anger like a flapping flame. How nice it would be if the flames could burn everything to ashes, so that she could also curl the corners of her mouth, look at her enemies, and be bound in the fire with high spirits, mercilessly turned into smoke!

However, those are invisible flames, or more precisely, invisible fires! If you are angry, you can only hurt your own body, and the other party can watch the joke coldly from the side.

"The person hiding in the box, even if he is in a desperate situation, is unwilling to take a step forward, and would rather be bound alive in the unknown danger and lose himself, oops, what a sad person!" The evil lord laughed again, this time, it was simply teasing, ridiculing, and ridiculing.

No one expected that, Moon Rose was like this, and so was Yifeng. Who wants to lose their minds? I fell into a trap, and I didn't even know myself, let alone burn through my white paper like ink.

"You're all. When nonsense becomes ridicule, everything loses proportion, becomes stupid and bloated. With a cold sound, Moon Rose's backmouth skills were first-class.

The Evil Venerable frowned, as if he had been stabbed by the words. He hates it when others point fingers at him and judge him. A person who looks down on himself at every turn is hateful and shameful.

The Evil Venerable understood Moonrose's words as mocking his gender, thinking how useless a man was. The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he became, and finally, the secret anger ignited lightning and thunder, and his world was now on fire. I can't help it, just think about it. What's more, he is usually pampered, and no one dares to stand on the opposite side of him.

With a flick of his tail, he attacks Moonrose with his scaly snake tail. It's like a very thick rope, using up its life, to strangle the neck of the moon rose.

Moonrose dodged quickly, and the rain of bullets fired at the Evil One's snake tail, as if it were a sliced target.

Oops, submachine guns don't work! Moon Rose was shocked, and now, the human snake was immune to the raging fire.

Moon Rose hurriedly took out the otherworldly space, she wanted to isolate the evil venerable and annihilate the evil venerable in one fell swoop in a strange and airtight environment, but it was beneficial to herself.

However, the snake tail of the evil lord is really difficult! As if he expected Moon Rose to do this, he just got the instrument in his hands, and before he could debug it, he instantly swept the snake's tail - with a "snap", the instrument was thrown to the ground!

Moonrose wanted to pick it up, but with a deft hook of the Evil Venerable's snake tail, she hooked the instrument into her arms! Evil Venerable smiled, picked up the instrument with one hand, looked left and right: "What is this?" Very delicate stuff that I've never seen before. ”

"Give me back!" Moonrose stepped forward, her hand stretched out straight, and her big eyes shone with a cold light, like a dark black magnet, slightly sinister.

"Aren't you doing this? It's so impatient for a duel!" Hey? It's strange today, why does he talk so much? Usually, his words are like gold, and silence is his majesty, just like a faint halo in the sky in the thick fog, but it is still a sun-like existence, and no one questions it.

And when he walked through the forest without smiling, the rabbit spirits and squirrel demons around him avoided him one after another, looking at him with a frightened expression. Often at this time, the evil venerable was in a very good mood, and he once again used his heavy aura to squeeze the demons into depression and depression.

But now, the woman in front of him is still murdering him? Hmph, it's unreasonable. While she was thinking about it, Moon Rose took the lead in attacking, and the submachine gun in her hand turned into a sharp blade and slashed at the tail of the Evil Venerable, and she wanted to use this scalpel to hang off his scales!

The evil venerable was stunned for a moment, and the good magic power made him exert a gentle force, and in a short time, the snake tail rolled up the moon rose, wrapped it tighter and tighter, and then slammed it against the wall!

The Moon Rose was as heavy as a pebble and slammed into the wall. And she, at this time, felt like it had become a porcelain, and when it hit the wall, it shattered.

The Evil Venerable approached her step by step, and Moon Rose felt the dull shadow press down on it. If this is also a landscape, then how is this different from Yifeng?

No, something has to be done. His snake tail is very powerful, if he can have a wooden stick and hit him seven inches, no matter how big the basilisk, he will die.

But there were no sticks, no sticks in her equipment!

What is this woman doing? The Evil Venerable frowned, slightly puzzled. She was already exhausted, but why would she rather be covered in colors than beg him for mercy?

Shouldn't a woman be a gentle land like water and like fragrant fragrance? But why is this woman as sonorous as a man, straightened up, and self-esteem as tall as a mountain?

He is an evil venerable, what woman dares not to bow her head when she sees him? They all knelt down submissively and humbly, and as long as his cloak could sweep over them, even if it was a shadow, it was a rare honor for the women. The women of the demon clan are like this, even the eldest princess in that city!

The sworn enemies of the dark demons, are they all deep into the bones of every hatred, and then carve totems on the bones? Ha, interesting, he actually met a woman who is not afraid of death!

Step by step, he approached the Moon Rose. He decided to torture her in the most brutal way possible, to see how hard her bones really were! That seemingly weak appearance, the bones under the skin, will be harder than his own sword?

If so, pull out her bones and forge them into a sword! Thinking about it, the evil lord actually laughed arrogantly. Suddenly! Moonrose jerked a packet out of her chest and sprinkled it on him, and the bronzed powder covered his world.

The Evil Venerable felt unbearable pain, as if sparks were blooming gorgeous flowers of destruction on his body!

"You--" He was indignant, but speechless.

That woman actually has that kind of thing!

"This is an upgraded version of realgar powder, in the Dragon Boat Festival, people are good at drinking a cup of realgar wine to detoxify and kill insects." Moon Rose's voice was thin and cold, as if she had pronounced an unfavorable verdict against herself.

"Say no more!" Yes, the Evil Venerable is very irritable.

"When realgar is oxidized by air, it will become arsenic." Moonrose added calmly.

The situation reversed inexplicably, just now, it was obviously he who held the flag of victory! The evil venerable left only anger and incomprehension. No, he still has to fight! Otherwise, when the realgar is stronger, he will really be finished!

He was ready to do everything in his power to soar in the air until he slammed his massive body into Moonrose, who was broken if she didn't die!

However, in front of him, another weapon of cold light shimmered in front of him, and when he saw it, somehow, it was as if one thing was falling one thing at a time, and a cold air was exuding from the bottom of his heart!

"This is Zhang Xiaoquan's scissors, back then, he used this scissors, and he ended up with a pair of snake demons sunk in the well." Moon Rose's tone was very slight, as if she was talking to herself, but there was no room for negotiation: "Now, this scissor wants to sing a lament to you."

After speaking, Moon Rose aimed her scissors at the heart of the evil venerable, the seven inches that all snakes are afraid of!