"I can't go." When the two looked at each other and were very affectionate, An Su opened his mouth coldly, but he actually answered for Princess Yong.

The candlelight in the room kept flickering, and the coldness on Ansu's face was unobstructed, and Princess Yong chuckled in her heart.

"What do you mean?"

Ansu was completely untold by the angry appearance of the beautiful woman in front of him, but smiled and said, "What do you mean by asking me, why don't you ask yourself what you mean?" ”

"You!"

Princess Yong clenched her silver teeth, this wild girl who didn't know where to bring it back, I am afraid that she is like her own mother, she has not dealt with herself since she was a child, and she has never called her mother delicately.

Shang Zhuwen looked at the confrontation between his mother and sister, and always felt that his head was big, so he instantly grabbed Ansu's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong sister!" ”

Even if the mother is not a mother, the mother no longer wants them, but this sister is the same sister that she grew up watching.

"Do you smell a particularly strong smell of blood?" Ansu raised her eyebrows, and was very kind to share it with her cheap brother.

But there was inevitably a bit of bad taste in the smile.

"Bloody ......" Shang Zhuwen sniffed the air carefully, and sure enough, there was a salty smell.

Suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, and what he was most afraid of since he was a child was blood.

Although a bitter scene was staged in this room, the sugar gourd had been looking at his radish very calmly beside him.

At this moment, as if he had been summoned by his master, he put down the radish in his hand and walked to the door of the room very calmly.

Hands pushed the door open.

Xiao Er outside the door was lying in a pool of blood, and his death was very hideous and terrifying.

When I looked up again, I found that the hall downstairs, the corridors and even the stairs were all covered with gold-armored guards with knives.

When had Shang Zhuwen ever seen such a scene of swordsmanship, he immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Sugar gourd has changed from a soft and cute girl to an image, although she is still wearing a cute Lolita, but she has long been like a tiger.

"Presumably this is the Eternal King, right?" On the contrary, Ansu didn't move, pointing to the tall man standing in the crowd downstairs outside the door, and asked Princess Yong.

Princess Yong glanced at the man, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and nodded heavily.

She seems to have something else to hide.

"Hide, don't cry." Ansu looked at Princess Yong like this, and knew that if there was no fight today, there would be no way to end it.

If the story told by Princess Yong is true, then it must teach this man who can't even protect his own woman a lesson.

And let her woman go to the scourge of other people's men and children!

Ansu took out a water-blue coat from his space and threw it to his cheap brother.

Although he looks ordinary, he has very intricate inscriptions carved on it, and no one can get close to him in this dress.

"Sister, be careful." Shang Zhuwen's clothes hesitated for a second, but it was given by his sister, and he still put it on his body.

"Just a few people?" Ansu strode out the door and looked down at the man who was supreme in the crowd.

The smile on the corner of his mouth, and the rolling eye waves, clearly confirmed that Ansu didn't care at all.

"Since I'm here to arrest you, I definitely won't bring such a few people." The man's eagle-like eyes stared at Ansu, and his voice was extraordinarily deep.

But because it's too exciting, it's a little insidious.

He clapped his hands, and three people came out of the shadows.

These three people were all wearing white Taoist robes, and looking at their immortal appearance, they should have long been ignorant of worldly powers.

King Yong didn't have much respect in their eyes, but just like an order: "This time today, only success is allowed, not failure." ”

The three of them looked dissatisfied, but they nodded very obediently.

Ansu also raised his eyes and swept the three old men whose beards were about to hang to the ground, all of whom were half-buried in the loess, why didn't they think so much about coming out to be a thug?

"Mahayana? You're really lifting me up. Although Ansu said lifting, there was no trace of abnormality in his expression.

It's clear that I still didn't see it.

Of course, King Yong saw that he didn't care, and especially shared an interesting thing with An Su: "Back then, your father only used the three of them to join forces. ”

King Yong brought a mysterious and lost smile and stared at Ansu coldly, as if he were staring at his prey.

There was even a faint excitement.

Ansu knows that there is definitely a secret in the original owner and the original owner's brother, but he doesn't know what this secret is.

Able to use the opportunities of the three Mahayana periods.

"What's in your interest in provoking me now?" Ansu's eyes lit up, but she remained silent.

It really took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find them, and they were worried that they had nowhere to find who the murderer of their father was, so they sent them to the door.

Kill them, avenge the so-called murder of the father, and then you can complete the first task today.

"Hurry up and be angry, be angry." Ansu seemed to be more angry, the more intense the fire in his eyes became.

"Are you going to go together or one by one?" Ansu moved his muscles a little, not planning to talk nonsense with this person who was already going crazy.

At this moment, those knights in golden armor were almost cleaned up by the sugar gourd, and the little girl with blood on her face jumped back to Ansu's side.

Behind it was a mess, blood contaminating the hall, but as if it were its path.

Ansu is as arrogant as ever, but this arrogance is nothing more than self-determination in their eyes.

Ansu's current strength has long been beyond this world, she just has no qualifications to ascend in this world, and the three Mahayana masters are like three kindergarten students in her eyes.

After teasing the three Mahayana masters, and the Mahayana masters had no power to fight back, Ansu felt bored again.

Ansu stretched out her hand, and a black knife appeared in her hand.

The Great Demon King's knife had been prepared hungrily for a long time, and it was whining at the moment.

"Say! There's something in me. Ansu casually put the knife on King Yong's neck.

Such a big scene, but for Ansu, it was like a no-man's land.

"Let him go!" At the last moment, Princess Yong cried out heartbreakingly.

Ansu turned his head, only to find that his stupid brother had draped the aqua blue dress over the beautiful lady with the heart of the femme fatale.

And the beautiful woman with the heart of a femme fatale is holding a very delicate hairpin at the moment and stabbing it in the artery of her son who has raised her for 20 years.