"Damn! Damn it! Damn it! "The frenzied wind is still there, never stopping, accompanied by bursts of corpse stench disturbing the state of mind of the Wind Trace Gujing Wubo. Guarding the surroundings carefully, you will see a dark brown floor mixed with dark green and yellow corpse parts. Even the most clever doctor can't tell which piece belongs to which person.

"A masterful killer, a complete knife master. All the scars came from one direction, that is, when you entered the house, didn't you even move your steps? The white and flawless index finger fingertips swept across the floor, passing through several wrecks and bringing up layers of dirt, not caring at all about these wind marks staring at the blood stains on the index finger, and the sleeves were windless.

"Fortunately, without that woman's breath, no matter who you are, offending the Demon Flow Sword Wind Scar will be the most wrong decision in your life." Putting the sword into the sheath, thinking back to the last night before parting, the scar of the wind couldn't help but speed up three points faster, I really couldn't imagine what would happen if that woman hugged herself and cried again. But it's a good feeling.

Poor little Jedi has been forgotten by the Traces of the Wind? Isn't Wind Scar worried? Of course, he didn't worry at all, because the Scar of the Wind believed that the mysterious and extremely confident or conceited man, the self-proclaimed Grim Reaper, would never tolerate others ruining his game so easily. Think about it from another angle, if there is a guy who successfully defies his will, then what is he doing with the Grim Reaper? There will be no point in worrying about that child.

All the way to the west, the slightest fishy smell blowing along the wind came against the traces of the wind, and the decay rate of the corpses in winter was greatly weakened, and the dried corpses smelled disgusting. Wind Scarf, who was already worried about Narcissus, had another friend in his heart, and the safety of Zhutian pulled Wind Scar, completely gave up defense, and Wind Scar used all his strength on the road. If there is an ambush on the road, the consequences are unimaginable.

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"So, you were introduced by the Scars of the Wind?" With the intention of looking at the prey, Zhu Tian examined the so-called friend of the wind trace. I couldn't help but worry about my friend's taste and IQ. Neither strong nor beautiful, by the way, in the demon world, strong takes precedence over beauty, or strong itself is a kind of beauty, although the strong disdain to rely on this power, but a strong spouse will undoubtedly give birth to an heir with excellent talent, which is very necessary for a dynasty of thousands of years. So, is there any special ability?

"Huh? Traces of the wind? Isn't he called the Sword of the Wind? The name is so familiar, isn't it! No wonder. Shaking off the sand, Ling Shuixian, who only dared to show his head after Dao Wuji left, came out alone to negotiate with Xutian. But he didn't expect that his shallow and affectionate friend Wind Sword turned out to be the man of the hour who overturned most of the martial arts in recent days, and Wind Scar! No wonder he has a will to die, even a master of that level feels deeply jealous of Wu Jun.

"I thought it was some kind of intimate relationship, but I didn't know it that well. Now, woman, tell me what you can bring me? This will determine your value in Demon Sword Dao. "The cruel law of the demon world, even if the friendship in my heart is still there, but the demon has the principle of the devil.

"What? Isn't the Sword of the Wind, the Scar of the Wind your friend? Now that he's dead, you're like this, and you're too ruthless to others, right? It's really cold-blooded, it makes people's teeth cold, it turns out that the master of the Demon Sword Dao has this demeanor. Alas, only now did I find out that you are the boss of the Demon Sword Dao! And your name is Zhutian, and the Trace of the Wind is nicknamed the Demon Sword, I said, shouldn't you have taken the foundation of the Trace of the Wind by skill? "Unreasonable cunning, is every woman's skills after going through the wind, frost, rain and snow, in the face of the unkilling, Zhutian, who does not want to be too passive, decisively used the advantages of being a woman.

"Don't say more, I will do what my friend entrusted me when I was alive, but protecting your safety does not mean that I will treat you as a bodhisattva. What's more, come out, if it weren't for you being too weak, you'd be dead. Glancing at the pile of rubble in the distance, sure enough, two figures, one large and one small, slowly crawled out. That's it.,My friend's letter didn't say to protect these few.,Woman,I'll fight to protect your life.,But I'll pinch these to death casually.,Presumably the scars of the wind will only say two words to me, right? ”

"Then you'll regret it."

"Huh?" "Who is it?"

"Friend, I've only been out for a month, how did I become like this?" I didn't want my friends to see my embarrassment, so I stopped far away, and the wind mark that came over in a chic way felt the negative breath of the sky, and couldn't help frowning.

"Friend, listen to me, these two are geniuses in the casting world, and their works can even resist the blows of a near-god powerhouse, if you kill this kind of talent, you will definitely regret it. This would be a great loss for Demon Sword Dao. Touching his chest, the scar of the wind, who had been with Wu Jun Luo for a while, couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the two brothers, the material is one thing, and the design is another. Even if the Evil Heaven Imperial Martial Scales could block the Martial Monarch's blade, if there was no excellent design, the power that would not be transmitted would definitely shatter the heart.

"Scar of the Wind, it is said that when you died, I knew that others lied to me. So Wu Jun is dead? "There are two sides to everything, the business with the masked guest has not yet started, and the premise has already disappeared, if the Western Desert and Tiandu have not formed a mortal enmity, there is no need to start too quickly. Of course, robbing while the fire is on fire is another matter.

"No, on the contrary, Wu Jun is not dead, and I have made an agreement with him, I heard about the details......" Wind Marks, who knows his friend very well, believes that he will be able to see the stakes after he makes his decision.

"In other words, you need to help him play a part in the crusade of the Youdu in three years, in order to replace the top innate who is not suitable for light movement, and the reward is that the Heavenly Capital will be handed over to you within five years. It's a good deal, but I didn't expect you, a friend who is obsessed with swords, to go far away in what I do best, which is really embarrassing for me. I also made an agreement with someone before, and it seems that it is going to be nullified. "Slightly extreme, but more delightful. Zhu Tian, who left behind his scheming, hopes to maintain a pure friendship with the Scar of the Wind.

"Looks like a lot of things happened here during my absence." Lightly avoiding a wall blown down by the wind, the scars of the wind looked around, and let out the emotion that things are wrong and wrong.

"Yes" talked in detail about what happened in the past few days, and the scar of the wind was not embarrassed, after a respectable opponent fell, his last stubbornness and persistence also fell.

No, what else did he forget. At this moment, a muffled voice came.

"What? The children in your hands have been transferred away by wolves! I might as well give birth to two char siu if I give birth to you! Why don't you look for it? ”