Year 2025, at night.

"Is the portion enough?"

"Rong Shao, small errands, don't you feel at ease, the weight is enough for him to sing every night."

"Be careful, don't kill me."

"Yes.. Be.. It's...."

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Rumble.. Prosperous.. Prosperous.....

At night, when the wind is fierce and the rain is raging, the trees that stand tall have to hang down their waists, and the lightning that crosses and crosses the sky is slightening every corner of Kyoto.

In a room on heaven and earth, a wonderful girl lies on a soft couch, like art, sleeping quietly.

Ximen Zun smelled the faint fragrance of Jingzi from the soft couch, and the pupils were covered with bloodshots, and he had lost himself, and the evil fire was spreading.

The beauty was drunk, purple and dizzy, and under the stimulation of the drug, Ximen Zun's whole person was confused.

Under Ximen Zun's messy kisses, a mournful scream of struggle seemed so pale and desperate in the night of thunder and lightning.

It's late at night!

Smelling the breath of the soul floating in the air, Ximen Zun was in a trance, and on Ximen Ying'er, he completely fell.

Under the bleakness again and again, Ximen Ying'er under Ximen Zun, her pupils were refreshed, and the room was full of sadness.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

With three sounds, the sound of a huge force, the door was broken in response, one in one and one in the green, breaking in.

"You brute!" Looking at this obscene scene of the Spring Palace, the middle-aged man scolded loudly, and the young man, full of anger, kicked at Ximenzun in a few steps, and instantly picked up the sheets scattered on the side and wrapped Ying'er's body.

Ximen Zun, who was slammed on the crystal floor, slowly sobered up in a sharp pain, but what greeted him was that the anger of punch after punch was completely blinded.

Boom!!!

Ximen Zun, who fell heavily on the ground again, his head was bleeding, looked at the blood stains on the bed, the blood stains on his lower body, and Ying'er, who was wrapped in a sheet and lost her soul, the whole person seemed to have been sucked away from her soul, and her eyes were dull.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ximen Zun, who walked naked and walked on the street, was like a walking corpse, even if the thunder and lightning roared in every way, and the torrential rain washed away in every way, he could not wash away the evil deeds on his body.

"Brother, I heard that fireworks can blow up the stars in skyscrapers at night, let's go up and set off fireworks together, okay?"

"Brother, if you steal food in the future, I will be responsible for helping you watch the wind, and I promise not to tell you about your sixth girlfriend."

"Brother, hurry up, come and try it, the dumplings in this Shih Tzu shop are good."

"Brother, why did you say that Xi Shi didn't sell tofu and sold dumplings instead."

"Because Xi Shi's tofu has been eaten up by perverts, only dumplings are left to sell."

"It's not, brother is talking nonsense!"

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The beauty of the lightning striking, Ying'er, Ximen Ying'er, only fifteen years old, Ximen Zun's sister of the same father and mother, and also his most beloved sister of Ximen Zun, but just now, he destroyed all her buildings.

Ximen Zun under the raging rainstorm, his pupils were empty and godless, looking up at the roaring sky, and the flickering of the soul one after another became his extravagant hope.

In the rainy night of lightning and fire snakes, day and night suddenly alternated, and on the other side of the sky, there was an unheard-of spectacular spectacle, a meteor shower.

Ximen Zun, who was in the midst of a lost soul, was no longer afraid, and he smiled as he watched a thunderbolt gradually enlarge in his pupils.

Boom, bang!!

When Ximen Zun fell, the corners of his mouth outlined a smile of relief.

The moment he closed his eyes, the void torn by the thunder slowly floated out a bewitching bead of blood, floating on Ximen Zun's body for a moment, and then slowly disappeared from his forehead.

"Where is this and why am I here?" The blood-colored sky and the blood-colored sea no longer matter to Ximenzun.

"This is heaven, you sleep quietly, everything will pass." One after another, the meaning of the soul seduces the soul, constantly eroding the remnants of Ximen Zun.

Feeling Ximen Zun's gradually dissipating consciousness, deep in Ximen Zun's brain, a strange smile of compassion suddenly came, sometimes arrogant, sometimes weird.

"Boom.. Boom.... Boy, goodbye, your sister in the future, I will help you cherish it. Looking at Ximen Zun's fading figure, the soul in the depths of his mind couldn't wait to come out and talk eloquently.

"Sister? Love? Ximen Zun's almost transparent figure had slowly closed his eyes.

"That's right, I'll take care of every corner of her body. A spirit similar to Ximenzun stretched out a hideous bloody claw towards Ximenzun's virtual figure.

"You want to hurt my sister, unforgivable, unforgivable."

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die, and the gloomy and sympathetic smile undoubtedly ignited the only remaining anger of Ximen Zun, and the life of hatred and illusion instantly erupted from Ximen Zun's virtual spirit body with a momentum of rushing to the sky.

"No, no, it can't be, it can't be!" In the midst of the terrible shouts, the dementor turned around and fled towards the depths of Ximen Zun's brain.

Ximen Zun, who was surrounded by momentum, opened his eyes impressively, staring at the fleeing soul intent with red eyes and red pupils, and the momentum on his body was divided into two, two and four, like a soul chain, spreading away, and instantly restraining the dementor intent.

"Anyone who hurts my sister will die!!" Ximen Zun, who was staring at the soul dementor, had an extremely distorted face, and then from his strange eyes, two blood-colored beams of light burst out, and in the blink of an eye, the soul body of the soul dementor was penetrated.

"No, this is impossible, how could my blood-robed ancestor die at the hands of your baby." In the panic of the dementor's meaning, the soul chains that bound it one by one instantly tightened, and the poignant sound came to an abrupt end.

"Not dead?"

Suddenly, a black-clothed figure with a sickle on his back fell beside Ximen Zun, looking at the slightly moving fingers, looking at Ximen Zun, who was blackened by thunder and lightning, and his hair was burnt, his face was full of incredulity.

On a mission, he happened to pass by here, but he witnessed the thunder and lightning as thick as the waist of a bucket falling from the sky, not to mention himself, even if it was a tank, it would be blown into powder.

Not only was this kid not bombarded into slag, but he still had a breath left, dressed in black, his thoughts were tactful, his whistle sounded, not far from the jungle, one by one crows flew out, and then hugged Ximenzun's body, and walked away!

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