"Whoa!"

Reaching out to take the cloak that was thrown over, Poison Island Tsuneko wrapped herself tightly for the first time, revealing only a face that was already red.

"What to see?!" Even Yamato Nadeshiko, who is very well-mannered, does not shy away from facing someone, and stands directly opposite her and looks at her from head to toe with an aggressive gaze, and can't help but let herself lose her quality.

"You're very excited~" handed over a bottle of blood medicine, Xiao Yun's hands made a few extremely obscene movements like a salty uncle, and depicted her entire figure.

"Humph!"

After two mouthfuls of a bottle, Poison Island didn't want to talk nonsense with her, turned around and went to his room. The cloak was raised slightly in her movements, revealing the leather tight-fitting high-heeled bondage that was already full of holes at this time.

And now, those skin wounds have healed under the action of life medicine, and the already tanned skin is showing from the black cracks, but it looks very fair...

This scene can be said to be more than twice as erotic as when she appeared, and the more than 10,000 spectators in the arena had already seen it clearly with their eyes before walking back to the corridor that belonged to her.

Although Poison Island was eager to tear Xiaoyun's mouth apart, facts speak louder than words—she herself can feel that her battle instincts have really become faster and more accurate than ever.

Lin Pingzhi's cultivation of the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits is mainly mysterious and evil, and he himself was born in the martial arts world, and his swordsmanship is almost equivalent to the peak of mortal skills. In the face of this kind of opponent, Poison Island thought to himself that if he didn't use Ziqiong to directly cut off the opponent's weapon, he would definitely have to pay a lot of price, and the battle could only be resolved through a period of attrition... And now the fact is that Lin Ping died faster than everyone expected, and she only suffered this skin trauma.

Although Xiao Yun's whole body, and thanks to her, Poison Island Yenzi's current appearance can be called "shameless", but once he opens his mouth to complain, he has to fall into an "ungrateful", which makes Poison Island Guy, who is struggling with a moral dilemma, have no way to refute Xiaoyun's every word.

On the other side, Xiao Yun, who had just been bored, didn't take it seriously, just turned his back on his hands, glanced out at the staff who were collecting corpses in the field, and asked, "How is your right hand?" ”

Poison Island's footsteps suddenly froze.

In previous duels, she had been completely obsessed with combat. Focusing on another place, coupled with the effect of adrenaline, if Xiao Yun didn't mention it, she might not have noticed it until now...

In the right arm, which had lost all sensation and was as if it did not exist, there was a strange itch like ten thousand ants gnawing at this time!!

Before she could react, Tsukashi Poison Island's left hand had been uncontrollably grasped on her right arm, and even her neatly trimmed nails made her pinch out five blood marks on her skin through a layer of leather clothing... This itch even made her want to rip this arm off the spot!!

Looking at the poisonous island who finally lost her legs and knelt on the ground, Xiao Yun walked around her proudly, only to lift the cloak with one finger, break her fingers one by one, and look at the thick ghost hand that has been paralyzed for several years without a trace of atrophy...

Nothing was visible though - she wasn't an expert in medicine, she was just enjoying the feeling of playing with others.

However, even if she lacks knowledge, she understands that this phenomenon is a manifestation of the nerve in her right arm finally beginning to be reactivated!!

"Wow, it went unexpectedly? If it goes on like this, isn't it—"

Halfway through Xiao Yun's words, a pair of dripping eyes finally focused on Poison Island Tsunza's face full of cold sweat.

"Ugh..."

Seeing her uncomfortable appearance, Xiao Yun really lost interest in continuing to tease, sighed slightly, and hugged the poison island and disappeared into the dark corridor...

Slightly later, in another corner of New Santa Fe.

"Wow, big sister, don't scare me, that place is really haunted?"

"Can I still lie to you? Whose Mike was playing around there last month, and he hasn't been found yet..."

Standing in the crowded alley, Xue Qiong looked at a tall, unmarked concrete building in the distance, and was talking to the roadside vegetable vendor aunt, with a surprised expression on her face as if it were real... Until suddenly there was a lot of weight on the back.

"Senior~~~" Xiao Yun appeared violently and hung behind him like a koala.

He had already really disguised himself as another person from head to toe, at the genetic level, wearing the skin of a completely unrelated white uncle, but Xiao Yun still found him directly... It's not so much the connection between the master and the servant, but it's another kind of soul resonance.

Xue Qiong's neck twisted agilely, and she dodged several kiss attacks one after another, and then finally put her on the ground, "How is the situation over there?" ”

He wouldn't be stupid enough to ask a woman something like, "You designed that dress?" "Something like that.

"She has a lot of potential~~" Xiao Yun made a pun, but as if she had just reacted, she suddenly said: "Eh, wait a minute, in this way, aren't I teaching a little wild cat to the senior with my own hands??" ”

Xue Qiong's spirit tensed for a moment, but she still naturally took her hand and sat down by a small tea stall, not saying much except what she wanted to drink.

Xiao Yun moved the little horse under the fart* and leaned towards him, Xue Qiong knew that this was to make up, but on the contrary, she had to be glad - compared to a normal woman's crying, making trouble and hanging herself, her attitude was actually a relief for him.

Hugging Xiaoyun's petite body, Xue Qiong talked about the surrogate mother who had no human rights in the real world, and discussed what the two of them would grow into in the future. And Xiao Yun also appropriately changed the topic when the atmosphere was right: "What about you, senior?" ”

"Hmm...," Xue Qiong pondered for a few seconds before saying, "I don't know what Lu Ziqiao's intention is to play this game with me, but I believe in his experience." ”

"So what's going on now?"

Xue Qiong explained what she had done so far in New Santa Fe City, and made Xiao Yun cover her mouth: "Where are you playing a game, are you going to lift the chessboard?!" ”

"Pretty much." Xue Qiong was noncommittal, "Now, I'm going to go two blocks away, a place that I suspect is some kind of strange research institute, let's take a look at the situation first..."

"Wouldn't you just infect a few rats and get in?"

"That's not going to work." Xue Qiong smiled, "You have to play according to the rules of the game." ”

"At this time, I'm so persistent..."

Both had things to do, and time was pressing, so the two turned into a roadside hotel on the side of the road and parted ways in forty minutes.

Bouncing and walking briskly on the way to the Grand Arena, Xiao Yun is thinking about whether one of the side effects of the blood constitution is good or bad - the already cold blood on the whole body can easily keep emotions from showing on the face, but it can't show the blush of the afterglow to the world, and can't share her happiness...

"There are good and bad~~" Xiaoyun is someone who won't think too long about inexplicable issues, "Do you want to take a detour before you go back?" It seems that there is a tailor shop nearby with good craftsmanship, do you want to make it to order..."

"Huh?!"

Based on some kind of ethereal, but close and abnormal connection, the light figure in the middle of the long street suddenly exploded into a group of small bats with half-living and half-energy bodies... Then scatter and run!!

And just when these little bats had just spread out enough distance, a golden pillar of energy as thick as a train and reaching into the sky had already appeared steeply on the other side of the street, and then slashed down like a mountain toppling!

The goal, like the end of the long street, is the largest, highest and widest in the entire new Santa Fe city, and itself symbolizes the landmark of the entire city - the Colosseum!!

Among the bats scattered by Xiao Yun, a few were also instantly evaporated in the fallen pillar of light, but fortunately, most of the rest were still able to dodge, and soon gathered again in mid-air and reunited into a figure.

Behind her was a pair of translucent bat wings (the color was purely her personal interest), and under the wind-agitated white dress was a pair of delicate little feet, Xiao Yun hovered in mid-air, holding a pergola and looking out at the big arena in the distance.

"Ho~~ It's really not a cover for the city treasure? My shoes are gone..."

Saying this, it seems that she is enjoying this cool special effect, but not to mention the loss of that little bit of energy, what Xiao Yun is really doing in her mind is to re-evaluate the user of this trick - for example, now she doesn't need to shout the name of the move when she zooms in on the move, and for example...

As for the big arena that is the target of the castle treasure?? The moment the energy pillar was cut down, the entire building was enveloped in a force field composed of another golden light... After the pillars of light exploded and the shops on both sides of half of the long street were instantly turned into ruins, the arena itself was still unscathed!!

Just kidding, this is one of the most important financial routes for the mayor, and there will always be so many inexplicable traversers in this neighborhood, and the destructive power is particularly powerful, and it is not unheard of that there are people who are good at demolishing houses... How could he be defenseless??

Flapping his wings twice, he landed steadily on the ground, and while dispelling a pair of bat wings, he also recondensed his energy into a pair of bright red high heels to step on.

Facing the blonde girl in front of her, who was in double shock, Xiao Yun patted the non-existent dust on her skirt, and pointed to the hellish long street behind her with her thumb, "You're very good, you don't care about how many people die now?" ”