Peach Blossom looked at the mask on the face of the man in front of her, and the mask was still a pattern that looked like an eagle but not an eagle.

Peach Blossom told herself to be calm, she changed her appearance, and the man in front of her definitely didn't recognize herself.

The man in the black mask looked at the woman squatting on the ground with a plantain on her head, she was still so stupid.

Peach Blossom's eyes were in a trance, but he still didn't dare to look at the man in front of him, his momentum was too harsh, his eyes were too bloodthirsty, and his voice was too cold.

"Peach blossom, long time no see."

The masked man's cold voice sounded in Peach Blossom's ears, blowing up Peach Blossom's sanity, and he changed his face, why could he still recognize himself.

The man in the black mask bent over and leaned his mouth against Peach Blossom's right ear and said, only to stick out his tongue and lick Peach Blossom's cheek.

The cold touch made Peach Blossom shiver.

She told herself that now that her martial arts were slowly recovering, she should not be afraid of him anymore, and the night at the bottom of the cliff was as if she had been bitten by a dog.

The black-clothed masked man's tongue licked Peach Blossom's neck and said, "Banana covered deer, your piece of venison is really fragrant." ”

The teeth didn't hold back the fragrance, and they were inserted straight into the neck of the peach blossom, and the blood poured into the mask man's mouth, and the fawn trembling under the mask man's lips was slightly upturned, and the fawn trembling under his mouth was his own fawn.

This shivering fawn has big wet eyes, long silky hair, and the most fragrant blood.

The eyes of the man in the black mask became more and more red.

It is especially dazzling in the dark night and rainstorm.

Peach Blossom endured the pain in her neck, ruthlessly pushed away the black-clothed masked man who was bent over, touched a branch from the ground, and said, "Let's duel." I'm not afraid of you at all. You devil. ”

The man in the black mask couldn't help but be pushed to the ground by his fawn, but unfortunately he didn't care at all, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if the fawn's resistance aroused his strong interest.

Peach Blossom's blood was still hanging on the mouth of the black-clothed masked man, and he stretched out his tongue to suck all the blood around his mouth into his mouth, but his eyes were staring at Peach Blossom in a daze.

Peach Blossom was stared at by his eyes, and her eyes were firmly grasped by the tongue of the man in the black mask, but fortunately, under the cold rainstorm, her sanity did not collapse.

The man in the black mask stood up, and a cold voice sounded in the torrential rain, and said, "Since my fawn wants to duel with me, how can I not satisfy you? ”

The word satisfaction filled Peach Blossom's head with the absurdity of that night, and she said angrily, "Shut up." ”

The black-clothed masked man's cold eyes were full of fun, of course he knew what was going on in Peach Blossom's head at this time, he threw his sword to Peach Blossom, and then took the branch from Peach Blossom's hand, and said, "My fawn, you want to use a sword, and I'll just use a branch." ”

Peach Blossom held the sword in his hand, the silver light flashed, twisted his body, and made one move after another, injecting all the hatred in his heart into the sword, and the move was fatal.

But he couldn't even touch the coat of the man in the black mask.

The man in the black mask held the branch but didn't make a move, just avoided: "The first move, step on the song." This move should be like a song coming from afar, and the body should be soft and greet the ethereal singing. My fawn, your body isn't soft enough. The power of this move is like a fist embroidered leg in your hands. ”

Peach Blossom was surprised that the man in the black mask knew his Chu Yun rumor, did that mean that he already knew that he was a Fu Ni dress.

In desperation, Peach Blossom resorted to the second move.