Chapter 112 Snowflake, the warmest confession
The three-color light curtain stained with the blood of the middle finger bloomed with gorgeous brilliance, which was a holy aura that could dissolve all femininity, gradually dissolving the corpse like stepping on snow to rejuvenate, erasing the pain and darkness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Sometimes, the light loves death, while the darkness prefers survival.
"It's time for the battle on the ground to end."
In a building behind the battlefield, a handsome man known as a prince took a sip of tea in his cup and showed a strange smile.
"As for the battle in the sky, hehe......"
In the sky above the ground battlefield, a red shadow with a dagger full of cold light kept fighting with Liu Ruxu, and the seemingly short ice blade could always cut off the rattan that was about to touch beside him.
"Heh, you woman, cold and fierce, you must have never enjoyed the taste of a man! Giggles, why don't you mess with your sister, you can taste all the men in the world. β
Liu Ruxu saw that Suning'er's subordinates were merciless, approaching inch by inch, and her eyes were softly sarcastic, and her eyes were full of banter.
"Noisy bitch!"
Suning'er snorted coldly, and the blade in her hand swung even more gorgeously and crazily, and the willowy rattans fell from the sky like snowflakes. Inadvertently, a piece was knocked down.
"Humph! It's really not a flaw at all, and it deserves to be single! β
Liu Ruxu watched her rattan fall like rotten vegetable leaves, and her heart was dripping with blood. Damn, that's all part of the old lady's body!
Suning'er watched the ground battlefield gradually come to an end, and the sharp blade in his hand became a little faster, and the speed of advancing was also a little faster.
Suddenly, Liu Ruxu seemed to stop, standing still in place, even if Suning'er's sharp blade was about to touch her, she didn't move.
Su Ning'er sighed lightly in her heart, but the movements in her hands did not stop, and she directly split Liu Rufu in half with one blade and fell with the wind.
However, Suning'er's face did not show joy, but turned cold. Slowly got up and looked ahead, ten meters away, a bewitching figure stood still, it was Liu Rufu.
Looking down again, the split willow Rufu had already turned into two halves of rotten wood and fell to the ground and shattered into wood chips.
Two flowers, two on each table! Grafting, good!
Sun Ning'er looked at Liu Ruxu who was sneering in the distance, the cautious color in her eyes added a lot, and the hand holding the short blade tightened unconsciously.
"Humph! Actually, I'm really curious, are you a human being? However, now it seems that there is no need for that! β
Liu Ruxu snorted, and at the same time, with a wave of his hands, the broken wood that had just fallen down actually emitted a burst of green brilliance, and gray vines grew one after another in an instant, intertwined like thorns and immortals, wrapping Suning'er tightly and trapped in the rattan.
Looking at Sun Ning'er, whose whole body was locked and only one head was exposed, the smile in Liu Ruxu's eyes was even fuller, and she was particularly relieved in her heart.
"Yo! What are you looking for? Do you still count on that comrade-in-arms of yours to save you? Haha, don't be delusional! β
Liu Ruxu smiled wildly, looked at Suning'er arrogantly, and saw Sunning'er turn her head away from her, her face turned cold, "Hmph! Why, aren't you still giving up? Okay, I'll stay with you for a while, and by the way, I'll show you how he died! In this way, you will cry and shout, beg me! β
Sure enough, within a moment, another burst of green light rose up, and another person who was erected by rattan was sent to the two of them. It was the wind memories that fought with Liu Ruyan on the side.
"Hmph, you're still one step ahead! However, this man is very funny, I really can't understand how the dark night can recruit this kind of garbage! is both lustful and incompetent, and there is a thief's heart but no thief's guts, hehe, it's amazing! β
A coquettish figure landed beside Liu Ruxu, shook his head and said with a disappointed face.
"Alas, the battle below ended so quickly, what a bunch of rubbish!"
"It's okay, with these two big men here, those little minions are nothing at all, at most go back and spend some effort cultivating another batch of corpses. Hum! The smell of blood is really addictive! β
Liu Ruxu licked the corners of her mouth and said with a sneer.
"Hey! I said you two, the battle is not completely over, you are talking so much, isn't it a little disrespectful to your opponents! β
The cold light of the wind memory scar flashed, and he said very seriously, judging from his original obscene aura.
"If you don't make a move, I'm going to be angry!" After the wind memories, Suning'er said in a cold voice, closing her eyes, as if waiting for something.
"It's not good, the situation has changed, kill them sooner, so as not to give birth to branches!" The Liu sisters exchanged glances with each other, and at the same time nodded their heads, and a spiked rattan with the thickness of a bowl rose behind them, stabbing at Feng Yiji and Suning'er like sharp swords.
"Heh, it's only now, it's a little late!" A sneer rose at the corner of Feng Yiji's mouth, and then he opened his mouth like a dream.
"Snow day, it's your marriage to me; Snowflakes are my confession! Snow Dance, Lore! β
"Shut up! Go to hell! β
Just as the sharp thorns of the rattan were about to pierce the eyebrows of the two of them, snowflake-shaped hidden weapons from nowhere flew in the air. The thorny rattans were broken to pieces, and not only that, but even the cage rattans that were tied to their bodies were shredded.
Looking at this snowflake-shaped weapon in the sky, Suning'er seems to have returned to another world, where there are unforgettable memories!
"Wind Memory! Hand over the woman behind you, or don't blame us for being rude! β
In the wind and snow, a middle-aged man with a cold face was wearing a dark gray windbreaker and stared at the wind memories on the edge of the cliff.
I saw that behind the wind memory traces, a woman in white trembled, and there was a strange black rune in the center of her eyebrows, shining with a faint light of demonic light.
"Captain, I'll beg you, you've killed so many of her kindred, why don't you want to let her go?" Wind Memories knelt down in the snow and begged.
"Humph! Even if we killed her kindred, we must cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and we must not leave a future trouble! The middle-aged man's righteous words are not to be refused.
"Wind Memory, don't rely on the fact that you are the proud protΓ©gΓ© of the Elder of the Secret Weapon to shield the demon like this, get out of the way, otherwise I really don't care about my old friend!"
"Captain, since you insist on this, then I will be sure today!" Wind Memories stood up and said in a cold voice.
"Memory, don't!" The woman in white tugged at the arm of Wind Memories and pleaded.
"Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you!" Wind Memories patted the woman in white's hand and pulled her hand down.
"Be careful, the hidden weapon of the Wind Memory Mark is pervasive, Ning'er, you are new here, hide behind us!" The middle-aged man turned his head and said to the team members behind him, and especially reminded Suning'er.
Suning'er looked at the man on the edge of the cliff who was protecting the woman behind her, her eyes were full of doubts, since it was a demon, why did she still protect it?
"Dark Dance, Lore!"