The rivers and lakes seem to be forever tireless, you kill me, I kill you, endlessly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Far from the Central Plains, in the west, there is a golden and boundless desert.

Far away from the strife of the desert, it is very quiet and peaceful.

At the moment, the edge of the desert.

One man, one horse, one pot of wine.

In the early morning, the desert was unusually hot, unaffected by the cold winter.

Xinghuan looked up at the scorching sun, raised the wine jug in his hand and took a sip of wine.

After this desert, you can reach the wilderness.

There, there are hundreds of ethnic groups, not only the five poisons of Miaojiang, but also many other strange ethnic groups, sects, hermit families...

It took him a month to get here.

A month ago, he only knew that the invincibility technique could make his body invincible, and he could ignore all damage, but he didn't know if he could ignore even that time and years.

Now, he had to accept a fact.

Xuanwu has a long life, so Xuanwu's blood has brought him a long lifespan, maybe not long, but endless.

In short, this time even the years can't help him...

The horses walked slowly, hesitating.

Although it frequents the desert, it would never set foot in the desert again if given the choice.

Because there is no grass in the desert, only yellow sand everywhere.

Horses are good horses, full of stamina, trained and bred from an early age, enough to take people across this desert.

Slowly stroking the horse's mane, Xinghuan drove the somewhat reluctant horse into the desert.

Ten years is too long, and he can only walk around and take a look to kill time.

There is always a time when he gets tired of the strife in the rivers and lakes, and now, he is tired of it.

In order to get rid of those strife, he chose to be a daughter.

Since throwing out that half of the map, he's been in a lot less trouble, but he's still in trouble.

The court won't give up on him, but he doesn't care anymore.

This time, even the imperial court could not find him again.

For the sake of his daughter, he killed a woman, a woman as beautiful as a flower, and a female killer.

The woman wanted to seduce him with her beauty and assassinate him.

There is no doubt that the other side has failed.

The result of failure is only death, so the woman died, and the whole person was refined into a drop of crystal clear blood.

The effect is very good, Xinghuan successfully completed the transformation of her daughter's body.

Ever since he was invincible, he had discovered that although it was easy to change his body, he always had something to lose.

He is a man after all, so he needs a woman's essence to change into a woman.

Now, he only needs to move his mind to change into a woman at will.

It's simple and convenient.

However, there are also some inconveniences.

Because the essence blood comes from the female killer, his daughter is the female killer.

At this point, he can't change.

What's more, his male body is perfect, so the whole person also tends to be perfect after being replaced by a daughter.

Originally, the female killer was already very beautiful, and her figure was already very good, but she was not good, and she would not have the confidence to assassinate him with her beauty.

In fact, Xinghuan was really immersed in the services of a female killer at that time.

It's a pity that he can't kill himself himself, how can a female killer succeed.

The female killer is completely a beauty in a thousand years, regardless of her appearance or figure.

Now, after he turned into a female killer, he is already a real beauty at the level of disaster and water...

In this regard, Xinghuan has only helplessness.

Women represent trouble.

The more beautiful he is, the more trouble he will cause, but compared to his male body, this trouble is nothing.

The desert is vast, and only the yellow sand meets the blue sky.

The sand dunes are undulating, the wind blows, and the quicksand flows slowly, which has a unique beauty.

On horseback, the white dress fluttered in the wind.

From time to time, the pair of slender white and tender beautiful legs were exposed to the air without any scruples, almost plumping their buttocks.

The white ribbon is tied around the willow waist, and the towering height on the chest is smaller than it, Yujie, Yan Rong's is not bad at all, and it is even fuller, as if it is about to break out.

The skin is tender and fair, as if it can be broken by blowing.

The delicate and perfect face is fascinating, and a smile is beautiful.

This was not his original intention, but the female killer practiced peerless flattery, and she was full of charm.

Therefore, his present daughter is even more incisive in this regard.

Now, he is completely a daughter inside and out.

If he wants to, even if it is to have children.

But that's not possible.

Because he likes women, he likes lilies...

The wind and sand suddenly rose and spread throughout the heavens and the earth.

Lowering his head, Xinghuan looked at the chest that was now unusually tall and full, perfectly blocking the view, and was helpless.

The only thing he's not used to so far is this.

Too big!

casually took out a veil from his bosom to cover his face and block the wind and sand.

The horses moved slowly, but they were still steady.

Grabbing the reins, Xinghuan looked at the sky.

The desert is so large that it takes at least three days to get through.

Three days is not long, but it is a long time for someone who walks through the desert.

Luckily, there are inns in the desert as well.

Dragon Gate Inn!

At dusk, in the sunset, the weather is suddenly cold.

On the sand dunes, Xinghuan sat on horseback and looked at the somewhat simple-looking, but very large inn in the distance, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Dragon Gate Inn has arrived.

If it weren't necessary, no one would come here, no one would spend the night in the wind and sand.

The nights in the desert are cold and can freeze people to death.

In front of the inn, Xinghuan dismounted.

The horses are familiar with this place, so they don't need to be led by someone to go to the stable and rest.

Pushing open the door of the inn, the noise came to my face.

After a pause, Xinghuan stepped on a pair of white embroidered shoes and walked in slowly.

The clothes he wears now are the same ones that the female killer had worn when she assassinated him.

He doesn't care what he wears, as long as he wears something.

In fact, the female killer was wearing a pair of flesh-colored stockings at the time, but he is not wearing them now.

Does he need it?

No, you don't!

Can he wear it?

I can't wear it!

Does he want to wear it?

……

Lifting the curtain, Xinghuan's eyes suddenly lit up and he was amazed.

Compared to the simplicity outside, the inside of the inn is like another world, a world isolated from the desert.

There is no doubt that such a place in the desert is a paradise.

With the arrival of Xinghuan, countless guests with swords in the inn came over.

And once they look at it, they are reluctant to look away.

What a beautiful woman!

Silently, very delicate, and the neat shopkeeper who was up and down suddenly came back to his senses and greeted him, and said with a bright smile: "Does the girl want to sit in the private room or in this lobby." ”

Xinghuan ignored the greedy and fiery gazes around him, and said indifferently: "Yajian." ”

The shopkeeper bowed slightly, and said with a virtual hand: "Girl, please." ”

Seeing the charming shadow leave, everyone was disappointed, and the lobby gradually returned to noisy.

In a private room, the meals are ready quickly.

Xinghuan waved away from the shopkeeper casually, ignored the food on the table, and slowly poured a glass of wine.

His current body does not need to eat and drink, and the reason why he drinks alcohol is only to satisfy the appetite of his tongue.

As long as you are still in the rivers and lakes for a day, some troubles are inevitable.

As now, the door was slammed open, and a drunken man stumbled in.