"I didn't expect that Huan Qigongzi, who is famous all over the world in the name of elegance, has such profound martial arts, which is really an eye-opener for the slave family."

The charming voice of the woman's demon broke through the air, Qiu Yi lowered her head, felt a burst of cool air rushing to her face, and suddenly raised her head, and a red ribbon was entwined, entangled her like a poisonous snake.

Unexpectedly, she was swept away and flew out.

It was only a matter of moments, and she stood firmly on the roof above the patio, a strong smell of rouge welling up in her nose, and a woman's hand with long nails was limp and boneless to pinch her neck.

It seems lightweight, but it can be fatal when you move.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that there were more than a dozen women in red on the roof, holding red umbrellas, enchanting infinitely, giving birth to infinite demonic energy, and in the night of thunder and lightning, it looked eerie and terrifying.

The woman at the head was pinching her neck, veiled, and she could only be seen looking at her eyes with heavy makeup, and she was infinitely charming.

Martial arts are profound.

A shocked thought flashed in Qiu Yi's heart, this kind of rouge smell, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

It's so familiar that she can't forget it.

"Who are you?" Baiyuan took a step forward, drew his sword, and finally cut off those corpses, and such a group of inexplicable women appeared, and they were caught off guard and taken away by Qiu Yinong.

It's a terrible thing.

If Qiu Yinong died, where would he go to find a person with the highest fate to find Tianxiang Cardamom?

"You don't deserve to know who the slave family is."

The woman pinching Qiu Yinong's neck glanced at Bai Yuan evilly, looked away with disdain, looked at the man standing under the cloister with peaceful eyebrows, and smiled charmingly: "The slave family knows that Huan Qigongzi's martial arts are unfathomable, so they have to make this strategy and hand over the holy woman, and the slave family will return this woman's life to you." ”

It turned out that she also came for the saint.

It seemed that because of the excessive internal force just now, Dry Guhuan's face became very pale, and he lowered his head and coughed a few times, and the white handkerchief was stained with red blood.

Situ Ge saw it and hurriedly shouted, "Your Highness......"

I didn't know what he wanted to say, but he was slowly stopped by Dry Guhuan raising his hand.

Situ Ge angrily asked the woman in red who was the leader: "What do you want the saint to do?" ”

These women are unknown, and they are so gloomy, they must not be a good thing, they want a saint, I am afraid that they want to achieve some ulterior secret.

It's not good for the world.

The woman looked at it obliquely and smiled skillfully: "What does the master want the holy woman to do, the slave family doesn't ask, but the holy slave family is going to decide, according to intelligence, the holy woman finally appeared in this inn, and the only living person in this inn is you, say, where is the holy woman?" ”

What she meant by this, that she was looking for the Holy Maiden, was the meaning of her master.

So, who is her master?

Autumn in the heart suddenly swept over a person's face, the heart was shocked, for a while, all kinds of tastes were very incomprehensible.

"We haven't seen any saints at all, hurry up and let Lord Qiu go, don't let His Highness the Seventh be angry."

Situ Ge knew that Dry Guhuan's body was not good, but now that Qiu Yinong was in the hands of those people, if he moved a little, his blood would flow backwards and spit out blood, which was really harmful to his body.