Chapter Forty-Seven: Immortals Want to Die
The moon is in the sky, and the night is as cool as water.
Thanksgiving Temple, a firewood house full of wood.
The large room was filled with firewood, and with it was a woman dressed in red with her hair disheveled.
I saw that she was tied up with five flowers, tied to a column that two people hugged, and her body was motionless, as if she had lost her vitality.
No, she was still breathing, at least breathing.
Looking closer, her slightly bulging chest fell together, even and orderly.
Suddenly.
She moved, raised her head, and her hair floated away, revealing a handsome face.
Her face was as pale as paper, and the slightest trace of blood was stained on her face, not only did she not feel terrifying, but she looked enchanting and charming.
She is the red whisk.
"Stomp ......" footsteps came from outside the door.
Someone's coming.
Hongfu's eyes froze, staring at the door tightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Squeak!" The door opened.
An uninvited guest walked in slowly, a smile like a spring breeze on his face.
Although this person looks good with a smile, in the eyes of the red whisk, this is a damn person, and a damn smile.
"The girl has been thinking about it for a long time, haven't you thought about it yet? I just can't figure it out, what point is my Wei someone not as good as that little white face? ”
The smile on the face of the visitor seemed to be very kind, but under the light of the candlelight, his face was slightly hideous, as if he was a beast that would eat the living at any time.
Red Fu said coldly: "You can't compare to him at all." ”
The person who came laughed angrily: "Fart, he is just born with a good skin, and other than that, he can't compare to me anywhere!" Believe it or not, if he appeared in front of me now, I would only need one hand to pinch him to death! ”
"I take back what I just said, you're a little better than him." Red Whisk sold a pass.
Wei Dao'er smiled: "Great, you have finally discovered my merits!" ”
"Your braggart skills are better than him." Hongfu said a word, and Wei Dao'er's smile froze.
I saw Wei Dao'er roar angrily, and smashed out with a punch, almost wiping her red cheeks, and hit the column behind her fiercely.
Wei Dao'er stared at her tightly, gritted his teeth and said: "Red Whisk, Red Whisk, I endure and endure you, but you provoke me again and again, what do you treat me for?" Tell you, there is a limit to my patience, and I ask you one last time, do you follow me? ”
Red Whisk said resolutely: "I'd rather die!" ”
Wei Dao'er was very angry, and said angrily: "You want to die, I just won't let you die, you are my woman, I want to keep you in captivity, I want you to belong to me forever!" ”
"Phew!" Hongfu spat on his face, disgusted: "A man like you will only make me feel disgusting!" ”
Wei Dao'er reached out to wipe the saliva off his face, licked his palm again, and said with an evil smile: "I'm just the opposite of you, a woman like you will only make me feel wonderful, tsk, a beauty is a beauty, even the saliva that spit out is so mellow and delicious!" ”
Red Whisk had goosebumps coming out, and he was also suffering from not being able to move.
Otherwise, with her temperament, the man in front of her would have to die at least ten times before he could solve the evil in her heart.
"Beauty, tonight is the night of candles in your cave room, and my husband will definitely love you well!"
Wei Dao'er pinched Hongfu's chin, played with it recklessly, and teased wantonly.
Hongfu turned her head vigorously and tried to break away, but this man's strength was very great, and no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain.
Wei Dao'er laughed, and pulled down with his other big hand, only to hear a "hiss" sound, and the woman's clothes suddenly split.
A jade leg with a white flower came out.
"What a pair of beautiful legs!"
Wei Dao'er's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to stretch out his palm, impatiently wanting to kiss Fang Ze.
At this moment, there was movement outside the door.
It seems, is it the sound of fighting?
Wei Dao'er was stunned for a moment, and said loudly: "Sixth son, what's wrong outside?" ”
No one responded, or rather he was responded to with a scream, and a scalp-tingling scream.
Wei Dao'er's face sank, and as he walked towards the door, he called, "Sixth son? ”
"Squeak!" The door was opened.
Then a man came in, the sixth son.
However, Liuzi did not walk in, but was thrown in, and his whole body flew up and slammed into Wei Dao'er.
Wei Dao'er was taken aback, subconsciously kicked away the flying body, and looked closely, only to see that the six sons who fell to the ground had already lost their lives.
Who did it?
Wei Dao'er was shocked and angry, his eyes fell on the gate, and he snorted coldly: "Your Excellency is sneaky, hiding his head and showing his tail, what kind of hero is he?" If you have a kind of fight, you will come out and fight in a dignified manner! ”
"I'm not really a hero." A female voice rang out.
Wei Dao'er was stunned, he never expected that it was a female streamer who killed the sixth son.
Moreover, she is still a pretty and moving beauty!
When Wei Dao'er saw this woman's pretty face, she suddenly felt itchy and unbearable, and opened her mouth to say meat: "Another beautiful lady, or take the initiative to send it to the door, it seems that my Wei Dao'er is really a good fortune, tonight you can have a dragon and two phoenixes, double stay and fly!" ”
The person who came was dressed in a dark robe, holding a sharp sword, with a slightly cold face and a cold temperament.
If it's not Yang Xi'er, who else will it be!
I saw Yang Xi'er slowly walking into the firewood room, standing with a horizontal sword, and his tone was indifferent: "How do you want to die?" ”
Wei Dao'er sneered: "Lao Tzu wants to be immortal and want to die!" ”
"I will fulfill you!" Yang Xi'er said as soon as he spoke, and the person approached like a ghost, and a sword stabbed out, and the sword was terrifying!
Wei Dao'er was greatly surprised, unfolded his body to dodge left and right, and fled in the firewood room in embarrassment, suffering from no blade in hand, so he could only pick up a piece of wood to fight with him.
However, how can wood compare to a sword?
In two moves, Wei Dao'er was stabbed fiercely, and blood splattered all over the ground.
"Little girl, if I wasn't injured and didn't have a weapon in my hand, do you think you could beat me?"
Wei Dao'er covered the bleeding wound and gritted his teeth and said.
Yang Xi'er said: "Okay, you go get the weapon, I'll wait for you here." ”
Wei Dao'er was overjoyed, and said quietly on his face: "This is what you said, I'll go get the weapon immediately, you wait for me!" With that, he turned and walked away.
I saw that Wei Dao'er had just stepped together, and a cold light suddenly came!
Wei Dao'er was shocked, and when he turned around to notice, he wanted to dodge, but he was a beat too slow.
A sword into the flesh, blood to the ground!
Wei Dao'er screamed miserably, and slapped out a palm in a painful cry, forcing Yang Xi'er back at the same time, he also fell to the ground and wailed.
The moment he fell to the ground, a palm-sized "piece of meat" fell to the ground, and the flesh was blurred.
"How does it feel to be immortal?"
Yang Xi'er stood with a horizontal sword, her tone was still indifferent, and after a fight, she didn't take a breath of air.
At this time, Wei Dao'er trembled, covered his crotch with both hands, stared at the "piece of meat" on the ground with both eyes, and his voice was heartbreaking: "No, this is impossible, this is not true!" I haven't had a son yet! I still have a lot of women who haven't played ......"
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and just listening to the sound, it could be inferred that at least a dozen people were hurrying over.
Yang Xi'er frowned slightly, and came to Hongfu's side with an arrow, and with a sword, the rope that bound Hongfu was suddenly broken.
As soon as the red whisk broke free, he asked, "Who are you?" Why save me? ”
"Li Jing called me here, if you want to get out alive, come with me!" Yang Xi'er said a word, and the person ran out of the firewood room quickly.
Hongfu hurriedly followed, and before going out, he gave Wei Dao'er a kick and stepped on his head.
Wei Dao'er didn't feel anything, the ghost cried wolf, holding his own "baby" and crying and screaming.