Before Zhao Huiying's words fell, several people had already withdrawn from the house, without looking back, and went straight into the hidden forest, trying to escape.

A wicked smile overflowed from the corner of the ghost's mouth, and the shadow under the lamplight flickered, and a residual knife shadow was reflected in the candlelight, stretching longer and longer, extending out of the house.

Ning Que was afraid for a while, the floating shadow, hiding the murderous intention, saw the hair in his heart, only to realize that he was a little reckless, he wanted to use the ghost to restrain them and kill their sharp spirit, but unexpectedly, this woman's evil spirit is too strong, looking at this posture, wanting to kill without forgiveness, it is too vicious and vicious.

However, when I thought that this woman was bathing and changing clothes, she was humiliated, and she was already wild and difficult to train, and her killing heart must be extremely strong.

His eyes followed the shadow, and the man who was behind screamed miserably, with a dense blood line on his neck, and fell to the ground and died while holding his neck, his eyes were round, and he couldn't believe it.

The blood line splashed, splashed the blood of several people, and wiped it away with a cold heart, Zhao Huiying's face was as pale as wax, he paused, and stopped the two people who were about to escape, and the two immediately understood, so fleeing, I am afraid that they will be broken one by one. They took out their weapons one after another, took off the golden armor that hindered their movements, back to back, and looked around vigilantly.

Zhao Huiying said coldly, held his breath, and said: "Miss You, just now the inferior people wanted to arrest the thief who escaped into your house, but they had no choice but to break down the door, and please ask for a large amount." He groped his hands very covertly for the ribs, pulled out a crumpled ball of cotton cloth, and glanced at the other two.

The two of them understood, and the three of them knelt down together, looking at the light spots scattered around them with wisps of starlight, only their shadows were seen, and they didn't see their people, they wanted to resist, but they were afraid that they were not opponents, kowtowed, cried and mourned, forcibly squeezed out a few tears, and begged for mercy.

The ghost didn't care about this, quietly hibernating in the dark, seeing that the three of them were frightened, but the cold face was not relieved, and walked out of the shadow on the left, the water droplets on his forehead had not yet dissipated, and there was a faint smell of blood all over his body, which was emitted by the blood-stained dagger in his hand.

Approaching step by step, the three of them still kowtowed without raising their heads, but the six eyes were all protruding, bloodshot, and the blood stains on their foreheads spread all over their faces, looking at the footsteps that were getting closer and closer, the desire to kill in their hearts became stronger and stronger.

"Kill. Zhao Huiying roared angrily, the cotton cloth under his hand shook, and he rushed straight forward, and breathed out a mouthful of air, and the white powder diffused away. Ning Wai and the two of them also took out an object from their waists, it was a short sword, one attacked his face, and the other attacked his crotch, without any pity for the jade, and the move was ruthless and vicious.

Ghost Ling'er's face remained unchanged, his body retreated, and the dagger in his hand was dyed with a blue light, and with a bang, he spiraled away, and one person couldn't react, and the dagger pierced his forehead, leaving a bowl-sized gap, and blood was dripping.

The other man was so chilled that he didn't look back, but ran into the distance. Zhao Huiying looked at the figure of the ghost retreating, laughed, and in his palms, a wave of wind surged out, and they were pushed out together, and the diffuse white powder spread with the wind and turned invisible.

The ghost covered his nose with his sleeves, kicked his feet on the ground, stepped on his right foot towards his left foot, and then exchanged his two feet, and he actually rose into the air, jumped onto the roof beam, and the killing intent in his eyes fluctuated.

Zhao Huiying's yin owl's face was extremely rampant, he sneered endlessly, and said in a sinister manner: "Hmph, little girl, do you think you can hide from me, a Chunyan Lingbo fan, by covering your mouth and nose?"

Ghost Ling'er's face turned cold, and he took out a few silver needles as thin as cow's hair from his cuffs, and streams of spiritual energy gushed out, covering the silver needles, and his figure flickered, approaching Zhao Huiying.

Zhao Huiying's complexion changed greatly, and he wanted to show off his martial arts and let this woman obey obediently, but unexpectedly, this woman swooped over resolutely, and secretly said that it was not good, this woman's title of witch was not for nothing. I turned around and ran, and I didn't want to fight with it at all.

The ghost flicked his fingers, the silver needle splashed, it was impossible to prevent it, there was nothing to hide, and he fell to the ground silently, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. As for the frightened man, he ran into the jungle and disappeared into the silent night like a wolf.

With a wave of his sleeves, a few filaments drilled out of Zhao Huiying's corpse, which were extremely scarlet, and in the process of flying back, a drop of blood dropped, frowned, took out a silk scarf, wiped off the blood line, and walked to the house without looking back.

His face was cold, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he said calmly: "Come out!"

Ning Que held his breath and didn't dare to move, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape just now, but the few people did it too quickly, and they were blocked at the door, and there was nowhere to escape. The conversation outside the house just now was overheard by him, and this ghost might have deceived him, and when he thought of the few breaths just now, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

If this woman finds out, it will not kill him alive, and then he will not move, but it is not a way to go on like this, sooner or later he will be discovered, and his life will be unpredictable.

The ghost suddenly spat out, her throat was dry and hoarse, her throat was burning, she was steaming with a hot breath, her face was slightly red, she patted her chest with one hand, staggered forward a few steps, propped herself on the table with one hand, sat down softly, carried the teapot on the table, filled it with tea, and poured it into her mouth, three cups in a row.

wiped off the tea stains left at the corners of his mouth, and the heat gushing out of his heart became stronger and stronger, and he felt bad at the moment.

This Chunyan Lingbo powder is extremely strange, it is solid, it is sublimated when it is hot, and it becomes a gaseous state, under Zhao Huiying's few mouthfuls of hot gas, a large amount of powder is turned into gas, and then the wind is agitated, invisible and stateless, and it is impossible to prevent it, even if you cover your mouth and nose, this gas will penetrate into the skin and flesh, and finally melt in case of blood.

This is the exclusive secret recipe of the Zhao family, never leaked, as a last resort, will use this thing, this thing is extremely strong, and if you encounter it... Burning the body, whether it is a pure and immaculate jade girl, or a man who is not chaotic, will be controlled by this thing, and the aura of the whole body is scattered, and ten percent of the strength is less than two or three layers.

Zhao Huiying was already nine out of ten, as long as he stabilized and delayed for a few points, and waited until the drug attacked, he would not let him use it at that time, so that this little pepper would become a little sheep, but unfortunately it backfired, this woman was simply decisive, disrupted his overall plan, and died on the spot.

The ghost was hot and unbearable, his hands unconsciously untied the jade belt, his chest and back were exposed, he couldn't bear it, he let go of one hand, the teacup slammed with a crisp sound, hugged the teapot, and then the spout poured into his mouth, rumbling, rumbling, the tea flowed down the somewhat dull neck, and a touch of red surged up his cheeks.

Ning Que hid in the dark, noticed the abnormal noise, narrowed his eyes, quietly moved the gauze curtain in front of him, revealing his side face, looking at the ghost who was half-paralyzed on the stool, his clothes belt gradually widened, his face was crimson, and he muttered, "Hot, hot, hot...... ”

Her face was slightly condensed, it seemed that this woman was not comfortable, and Zhao Huiying was not easy to provoke, so she used this vicious trick.

After drinking the tea, the spring on her face did not diminish by half, but became stronger, staggering and staggering, falling to the ground, pulling her hands towards the clothes all over her body, rolling on the ground, delicate... Panting, "Hot, hot, hot....... ”

After Ning Que found that she was completely sinking, she slowly walked out from behind the curtain, looked at it twice, was a little embarrassed, held her head, and walked out, and when she happened to pass by, the slender and somewhat black arms wrapped around Ning Que's ankles and lifted them, but she found that the water snake-like hands were becoming more and more compact.

lowered his body and wanted to tear the hands apart, but unexpectedly, the hands climbed up the pole, wrapped around his neck, crossed his legs, and tightly locked Ning Que's waist.

Bursts of blazing flames came, accompanied by bursts of spring, stirring Ning Que's youthful and vigorous heart.

Ning Que unconsciously imprinted the meager lip print, his hands sank down, and the soft and soft breasts made him want to... The fire rose a lot, his lips were cold, he bit the tip of his tongue, and in pain, he pushed away the nephrite, but the charm was extraordinarily sultry, and it had a unique charm.

Ning Que suddenly, the heartstrings that were about to stir just now, suddenly took out the broken jade, the intoxication just now made him afraid like a tiger, if he really has anything to do with this woman, I am afraid that this ghost who eats people and does not spit out bones will have to kill himself.

Stuffed into his mouth, his breath became more and more flat, and the desire that gushed out of his heart slowly suppressed. However, the eyes of the ghost spirits were shining, full of spring, and the spring was full of light, which aroused the evil thoughts of Ning Que turning into a demon.

The ghost gradually lost, his eyes were tender like water, blurred, occasionally a little clear, raised his arms and pushed out, but unfortunately the heat in his heart pulled Ning Que again, glaring angrily, eager to kill Ning Que alive.

One pillar of incense, two pillars of incense, Ghost Ling'er dug deep into Ning Que's clothes with both hands, groping, the hot chest and piping hot were intertwined, making Ning Que so unhappy.

However, the ghost's breath became more and more rapid, her legs became more and more loose, the corners of her mouth foamed, and the spring light on her face slowly faded, turning pale and weak.

Ning Que was like sitting on pins and needles, she didn't dare to offend her at all, there were a few hints of caution in her eyes, and she found that something was wrong, and if she went down, she would definitely die. After pondering and meditating, he took out the broken jade, pinched the cheek with two small dimples, and put it in.

A stream of coolness came into her body, broke free from her tightly locked legs, got up, and carried her to the bed, sitting on one side, looking a little nervous. After a long time, the phantom's pale faded, red light emerged, the whole person's complexion gradually returned to normal, and the wriggling body also stabilized, and it seemed that it had almost recovered.

Ning Que pinched Qiong's nose, waited for her small mouth to pout, and when she opened slightly, she lifted her neck, took out the broken jade, pulled the cotton wool, helped her cover her body, and did not look back, and fled as a thief.

Go back to the house, calm down, think about it, and have to bear this blood debt tomorrow, it seems that the pool can't run, as a man, it is already a disaster, and it takes advantage, if it is hidden, it will not make people laugh.

Calm down again, take out the spirit stone under the bed, without delay, each hand holds a metal spirit stone, as soon as the golden spirit method operates, streams of golden air flow pour into the meridians, turning into a sharp sword, rampage, without any scruples, stabbing all over the body, but it does not stop at all.