Not far from the ancient mansion in the mountains, a great battle is still going on, the outcome of which no one can predict. The rain continued to spread even more, and it was even stricter than when Bai Cixi left. In the middle of the rain and dew storm, the sword light emitted a characteristic chill that illuminated the surroundings, and then moved it away with the wielder's swing.

Fu Linmei's own mask itself is a light source, cutting off the dense flow of water wherever the blade reaches, but the exquisite skills make it impossible for Queyu to get close. Even the sinky short sword she was so proud of couldn't withstand the intensity of the attack, and Queyu stepped back and summoned a crystallized spear to throw at it.

At that moment, the forest erupted in a staggered flash, and after the lightning collision was a slightly delayed sound, no matter in which world the thunder is slower than the thunder, the theory still exists. After the firefight, both sides retreated a few steps at the same time, but both sides could see the situation on the other side clearly through the dense rain, staring at each other and waiting for a new trick to appear.

"I thought you were so good that you stopped me alone and chose to let your companion go" The contemptuous tone came from Queyu, in fact, she was really not red and out of breath so far in the battle.

"This kind of thing, please see the end before you draw conclusions." Fu Linmei took a step forward, plunged the blade into the ground, and vigorously lifted the silt and water layer on the ground. Her unscrupulous actions contained an unknown purpose, and the ground she lifted up, along with the water stains, rolled up and lifted several meters high. Like a huge carpet or a narrow tsunami, it swooped straight into Magpie.

Accustomed to seeing this destruction, Queyu just smiled coldly, she kicked lightly, dodged sideways and narrowed the attack range, watching the solid puddle of soil behind her fall and turn into powder. It has been discovered before. Fu Linmei has always focused on destruction, and after the confrontation with Queyu, it was her crazy destruction due to her inability to control her strength. Although Fu Linmei didn't think much about this, Queyu, who was older than her, couldn't help laughing, so that many times she was almost cut down proudly.

It's like this enemy who dares to rush out and stop the good thing that is developing. Queyu couldn't understand it, and the bodhisattva heart of Queyu, who had been entangled for so long, had long disappeared without a trace. She accumulated all the fatigue and all the anger all over her body, and summoned a huge soul cleansing spear at once, and shot at Fu Linmei, who was unable to dodge for the first time in a state of high-speed movement. The wonderful body that could not be dodged was rubbed by the cold water and immediately turned into dust. Just touching the skin from her shoulders to her back caused Fu Linmei to moan in pain, and she rolled to her knees on one knee.

"The body attacked by the Soul Cleansing Gun does not bleed, although it is a mixture of ice and water, it has a soul filled with it. The essence of the attack is to contact the soul and tear it apart, causing you some physical damage, but more often than not, it will torture your soul. Do you feel the bitter cold and the desperate fear now? Or do you still have something to do? Queyu looked at Fu Linmei, who was kneeling on one knee and sliding his fingers, and his voice was quite interested to provoke this person who was willing to bow down. Your abilities are really incomprehensible, the little girl from the previous month. Although the ability is not strong enough. But he knows how to use his brain. No matter how many times you talk about it, you're not very good at using your brain. ”

Fu Linmei, who was ridiculed like this, did not waver, and did not stop the struggle of her fingers. Her body was rubbed for a moment, like thunder and lightning, and the cold and bitter will took control of her whole body. At the same time, he paralyzed his mind, and now it was very difficult to hold the handle of the knife in his hand and retreat. Even so. It is also impossible to express the state of dilemma, because the previous observation Fu Linmei found the key to resisting petrification, so he insisted on it.

In this way, he continued to slide his fingers, and the palm that landed on the hilt of the knife slightly felt the spiritual power of the weapon, and when the sense of touch recovered, it increased the chance of escape. Suddenly, a burst of coldness hit again, unprepared to hit the depths of Fu Linmei's heart, and the sensitive girl was so frightened by the ice that she raised her hand and sat down.

The muddy and sticky nature made the stiff girl not know how to get up, and she painfully found that she had decisively abandoned the handle of the knife in her hand with the coldness just now. Looking at the Japanese sword not far away lying in the mud, there was a frozen spear stuck above the blade, this thing shot straight from Queyu and approached the blade, and touched the Lingzi weapon to release the maximum range of interference.

The knife is also composed of Lingzi, so the crystallized spear that assassinates the soul can make Fu Linmei feel a great repulsion. Queyu was even more relieved, walked towards Fu Linmei and observed the almost frozen delicate body struggling and writhing, as if full of malice to portray the land as Queyu's own fate.

"Can your nails really stand it? If you can't get up, it's better to lie down and be comfortable, your own body thinks so, doesn't it? Reaching out to the girl in front of him, Magpie Woo looked forward to the thrill of hunting and torture and left her plenty of time to struggle. Fu Linmei, who moved her body, stretched out her hand forward and slammed on the ground, although the mud and soft body could not exert great strength, but the mind of trying to get up on the ground on her knees never changed.

Fu Linmei, who was kneeling in place, could not get out of the support of her palm, and the two slender * trembled but couldn't stand up. Just as she was struggling here, Fu Linmei saw a pair of toes in her field of vision, and these small feet stopped in front of her for a moment. The ominous gradually flashed, and Fu Linmei, who was slowly stuffed with two words in his heart, became hot and dry, and sweat and rain were mixed together.

Suddenly, Fu Linmei's shoulders were hugged by a force, and this hopeful force made Fu Linmei look up expectantly, but she just saw the woman in front of her. Queyu looked at this proudly, sympathetic and mocking, after all, the girl at hand was simply at the mercy of others.

Killing or chopping didn't do it, a watermelon-sized water ball was generated in front of Queyu, and the water droplets that appeared in the air seemed to come from rain, but getting rid of gravity was definitely not a normal thing.

"Let you know what despair is, since you don't want to be petrified, then let's die of suffocation." Suddenly, the transparent water balloon crashed into Fu Linmei, who closed his eyes in fear of his head being broken. Fu Linmei shuddered once when the surface of the water balloon touched her face, and she felt the cold water touch and swallow her face, and finally completely envelop her head and hair roots.

The water polo quickly leaned on Fu Linmei's head, like a diving hat full of water. It's just that this hat has no edges and corners, and there will be no opening for Fu Linmei to take off, and it is the dizziness caused by surprise that is poured into her nose with a cold breath. Fu Linmei's body was stiff and thorny, even if she wanted to, she couldn't move, the molecules of this water balloon seemed to be alive, trying her best to get into her nostrils.

"It's painful, isn't it? How to say the feeling of choking on water, isn't it very emotional? In front of Fu Linmei's widening eyes, Queyu involuntarily touched his hands on his body, and kept making seductive sounds. The kind of person who is content with killing, who revelsing in his own torture and calling it art, is a kind of being, say, Queyu.

The pain happened to Fu Linmei, who endured the pain caused by choking on water, and deliberately used spiritual power to alleviate the very imminent death. Fu Linmei, who can move for a moment, can only penetrate the water balloon near her head in a daze, this thing is not restrained but frames her head rigidly, her fingers can touch her nose and eyes, as if she is stroking herself underwater, but the cruel suffocation cannot be stopped, swimming in the water will consume a lot of the spiritual power of the mask, and nothing can be done just to continue life.

Looking at Queyu who was enjoying masturbation not far away, Fu Linmei felt an extremely disgusting feeling, and a deep resentment towards that kind of person. From the past to now, I thought that only I was the most perverted, but I didn't expect that others would enjoy the process of killing people right by watching them*. Anger drives Fu Linmei to stand up with her body that can move, and she continues to use the fake face to resist the Rei Zi water balloon, and she will not drown until the mask is broken. Stand up and slam into someone in front of you, and if you can suppress Queyu and strangle her with your fingers, the barrier on your head will end.

However, she miscalculated, and even Queyu, who was in the middle of the *, was able to easily avoid the uncomfortable Kamen Warrior. Fu Linmei's body slammed to the ground, the sludge splashing and diving into the balloon, clouding her eyes. The violent impact made her choke again, and the mask finally cracked inside the icy water balloon.

After hearing the sound of snapping in the water, Fu Linmei also felt that the situation was not good, and it was impossible to hide this situation. I saw Queyu standing behind and proudly explained: "Like the soul crystal gun, this water ball can also seal and engulf the spirit son, in other words, the water ball is like making your mask clinging to the tip of my gun." ”

As he spoke, the mask cracked again, and the tearing sound made a popping agitation through the guò balloon, which could no longer be concealed. Queyu tilted his head happily, and said happily with a flush on his face: "Shatter it"

So, the destruction began, Fu Linmei's mask was absorbed by force, and the destruction was clean. The fragments turned into white light, and the stars disappeared in the amber waves, leaving Fu Linmei's face Bai Sensen's patience with water pressure, against the terrible fate of suffocation.

"Hmm" Fu Linmei, who desperately grabbed her face, trembled, but her shouting was instantly stopped by the pervasive flow of water, and she could only hold her breath even more, and found the hard shell ground and slammed it down.