Chapter Forty-Eight: Lying Down
The treatment speed of Woe Lone Walking is very fast, the quality is very good, and I want to add two more hours to the Scars of the Wind, cough cough, but unfortunately I have been in a daze after asking all the questions, and it is really not a good time to communicate.
The pores of the newly-born palm have not yet opened, and a delicate pink flesh has appeared, and when holding the sword, it is slightly tingling, just like the calluses on the feet have been torn off by the hands and then go for a marathon. But this tingling sensation made the scars of the wind very satisfied, it was a living feeling.
Woe alone watched the Scars of the Wind indulge in the world of himself and his toys like a child, put down his burnt hands, and went to another room, where the two of them felt bad. Xiao Zhenyue was in a hurry, and forcibly activated the Witness of Heaven when he was exhausted, unlike Kyushu Yijian Zhi, who was short of qi and blood, his spirit also suffered a huge blow, and there was no good way to go alone. And the other one is very strange and very serious.
"Offended." Woe Lone untied the button behind Leng Xuan, opened his clothes to his waist, bit the tip of his tongue, and forcibly stopped the hand that Calamity Lone walked up on his chest. "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, I am a doctor, she is a patient." The fishy sweetness in the mouth made Woe Lone calmly observe Leng Yun's thin waist, and the two canine teeth were like three disgusting short fat centipedes, crawling on the white waist, and in the middle was a small umbilical fossa, and Woe Lone pulled his skirt up to cover this naughty guy. This reminds me of Mary Lou Monroe in her previous life, and she also smoked two ribs.
With a gesture of his arm, he had reason to believe that the king of Chu, who had a good thin waist, would go crazy with joy when he saw this. People have a comparative mind, such as tiger powder lion powder, abandoned powder wave powder, woe alone unconsciously remembered the small belly of the female Rong, standing up very thin, after bending over there is meat, pinched elastic and comfortable, but unfortunately she herself is very dissatisfied.
Shaking his head, he threw away his troubles, and walked alone along the two oblique wounds on his waist, hitting the head with bone needles, and slowly burrowing into the two thin tentacles. "Sure enough, the bones are gone, and there are still some burn marks," the wounds that were turned open, especially the newer side, had a clear charred black, and the scourge of the hand that had just finished dealing with the scars of the wind was no stranger.
"Was that siphoned off by someone? Do you want someone else on top of the peak? The one called Frost City? Woe Duxing guessed, and then began to clean up the rotten flesh and blood accumulated inside, the blood that had been roasted into blood clots had blocked the blood vessels, making her anemia and suppuration, and her skin was white like this, I am afraid there is also this reason.
Wipe your hands with snow cubes, and grope from the armpit to the crotch alone, and the bones installed are much finer than the decoration, so you can't look at the furniture in the body and move it out again, right? All the troubles should be inspected in the "house". "That's a lot thinner than me." Scourge pulled out the bottom two ribs and began to cut them. Cut off a small half, the curvature bent inward about ten degrees, and then pulled more slender, touching the cold muscle texture, Woe Lone slowly inserted the ribs in, the flesh inside has grown to a piece, so Woe Lone has to cut the tissue again, fortunately he is unconscious, Woe Lone thought so.
There are a few more drops of sweat condensed into ice beads on the ground, and the disaster is finally done, and I am reluctant to put on my clothes coldly, and some beautiful things are really addictive.
"I'm going to kill you!" Sitting on the ground, the scourge looked at the tip of the sword emerging from his chest, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Nana's, Lao Tzu provoked whom." Then the backhand was a slap, and the poor Xiao City Lord fainted again.
"Senpai? Who is better between you and the Traces of the Wind? Kyushu Yijian Zhi said curiously.
"Of course it's me, you see I don't even use a sword, and I can still beat him around." Yi Qiunian blew his beard, twisted a tooth and said chicly.
"Then you two talk slowly. It occurred to me that I had come out this morning and forgot to close the door. With a whoosh, the thirty-six plans were taken as the upper plan, and Kyushu Yijian Zhi looked at the traces of the wind and teleported behind Yi Qiunian.
"Aha, aha, ahaha, friend, I'm so happy that you're recovering so fast, why don't you go and have two drinks." Yi Qiunian secretly scolded how to cure the disaster so quickly. "Sword Demon Flow!"
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It was getting late, and she stumbled and drove the car to the broken temple on the side of the road, Mrs. Xiao suddenly softened on the ground, her nose was sore, and she wanted to cry but heard the whimper of the child behind her, so she forced her tears back. There was no fire sickle on her body, so Mrs. Xiao had to shrink into the dark, fumbling to untie her clothes, and aiming her chest at Xiao Renren's small mouth, fortunately, the child's eyes were so bright, she was not afraid of misalignment. "Baby, bear with me, and in two days, we will be able to find your conscienceless father."
Thinking of Xiao Zhenyue, he thought of the dead ghost's friend who was drunk with Huanglong, "I don't know if your uncle got out safely, if you can get out of danger this time, don't forget that you are drunk Uncle Huanglong." "Keep talking to yourself to dispel a trace of panic, but can't dispel the hunger in the stomach, the work of driving the carriage is much more tiring than driving a big truck, dare not walk the avenue, Mrs. Xiao has not eaten for a day, the pampered daughter's body, now look at the old horse at the door chewing hay, and feel that the grass looks good.
Xiao Wuren was also hungry for a day, and his mouth was very loud, which made his mother hurt, "You have to be filial to me in the future, don't give your father any good looks......"
"Papapa," the green ** light spread all over the broken temple, and then the miserable green light, there are men and women, old and young, ugly and beautiful are all gathered, seven people who are not like people, but they keep the same action strangely, and even the frequency of applause is exactly the same, "Don't be afraid of danger, a woman will escape hundreds of miles a day, if we are not lucky, I am afraid we will let you escape, worthy of being the first lady of the deserted city, our seven spiritual heads, I want to invite Mrs. to take the young lord to visit Tiandu, and please Mrs. Don't let us be small and difficult." ”
"Hehe, a few people are laughing, Zhenyue will be back in a few days, I will gather with Zhenyue Ding in Tiandu, so I won't bother you to invite." Mrs. Xiao hugged Xiao tightly and replied without humility or arrogance.
"If you don't eat and drink in a toast, you will be offended." The seven of them reached out with their hands and feet, and the true qi of the different species was like silk, pulling Mrs. Xiao over.
"Bang bang bang!" "Ahh Not good! ”
The gunshots rang out, and the seven spirit heads suddenly suffered heavy losses, killing three people on the spot, "It's a throat seal!" It's the Mask Man! Hide! There were many dead corners in the broken temple, and the seven spirit heads quickly hid their own, and the situation was a little settled, and the yellow-haired woman spirit head exclaimed: Mrs. Xiao is gone!