As always, Yuan is lying on the couch.

Bizhu began to untie her clothes, and Huan'er gently pounded Yuan Zheng's shoulder.

Crispy and numb, the meridians of the whole body are paralyzed, the limbs are weak, only the abdomen is firm, and the perineum is scorching.

These days, Yuan Zheng's face is not pale, and his eyes are still bright, but he can't lift his spirit and fighting spirit.

Seeing that Bizhu was about to close the cherry mouth, Yuan Zheng suddenly sat up.

"Stop, my son suddenly felt unwell today, and the two sisters can chat with me to relieve boredom. Yuan Zheng said solemnly.

did not die in the assassin's assassination, did not die in the vortex of power, did not die under the masters, but finally died in the gentle township for no reason, which Yuan Zheng was extremely unwilling.

From the age of twelve to the age of fifteen, when the boat capsized in the gutter, the fun was great.

Bizhu's expression froze, and she said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that our Yuan Zheng Gongzi is also out of power, and I don't know if he will be as afraid as he is now when he was hot with Sister Liu Qingshi." ”

Huan'er stretched out her lotus arm, hugged Yuan Zheng's neck slightly, opened her small mouth, and blew a mouthful of numb fairy qi next to Yuan Zheng's ear.

Yuan Zheng was vigilant and immediately shouted: "Carry the handle, Savior!"

With a bang, the handle jumped up violently, opened its bloody mouth and devoured Bizhu.

Bizhu, who seems to be weak and pitiful on weekdays, at this time, her delicate body is as smart as a water snake, and a gentle carp stiffened, and she jumped off the couch, with an extra cold and piercing dagger in her hand, pointing directly at the smoke and clouds.

Bi Zhu smiled softly: "It is rumored in the world that the debauchery of the concubine of King Wu is false, and the hidden ambition is true, and now it seems that it has been implemented." ”

The two beautiful sisters already knew their identities, and Yuan Zheng naturally also knew the identities of these two beautiful sisters.

Raised his head slightly to look at Huan'er and smiled: "Are you going to poison me too?"

Huan'er responded charmingly: "Gentle Township, it's a hero's mound, isn't the son knowing?"

Between the words, the seemingly weak and white lotus root arm tightened Yuan Zheng's throat, and he suddenly felt that the five flavors in his body were mixed, the dantian was weak, and the true yuan was scattered.

However, it revealed that the mid-stage cultivation of the Elephant Realm made Yuan Zheng so uncomfortable.

Think about it, in the process of turning clouds and rain these days, these two young ladies must have made a black hand on themselves, and most of the exercises they practiced were the type of collecting yang and strengthening yin.

Bizhu's speed was very fast, and the dagger in his hand was black and purple, flashing with evil light, and contaminated with poison.

Although Wanli Yanyunzhao didn't eat this set, Bizhu also restrained Wanli Yanyunzhao.

The space here is small, and even if you enjoy the talent and magic power to fight quickly, you are always interrupted by Bizhu quickly.

After a few cold strokes, the dagger in Bizhu's hand was still rubbing a dazzling electric flint on the body of thousands of miles of smoke and clouds.

In an instant, with the struggle between Bizhu and the handle, the furnishings and objects in the house were smashed into pieces, which can be described as a miasma.

Bizhu is entangled, and she will not leave this place.

Thousands of miles of smoke and clouds shine through human nature, and the handle probably knows that the master is now powerless to resist the enemy, and if he leaves here, the master will really be alone.

At the very least, carrying the handle and Bizhu trembling, it can also make Yuan Zheng see some hope.

Yuan Zheng's face gradually turned purple, his breath was different, and he still reluctantly laughed: "Sister Huan'er, the most poisonous woman's heart, it really deserves its reputation, then again, who sent you to Xishu to ambush me, let me die, and die well." ”

Between the words, Yuan Zheng's hand stretched out as far as possible towards the wooden sword beside the bed.

Huan'er smiled skillfully: "In order to ambush and kill the son, my sister and I have been humiliated these days, and the beauty of serving the son, I thought of secretly killing the killer when the prince was overturning, but when I thought of the son's martial arts cultivation and the thousands of miles of smoke and clouds to take care of the master, I could only turn the clouds and rain with the son day and night, and consume the spirit of the son." ”

It's a good sentence to dissipate the spirit, it seems that when I go to the Qinglou in the future, I really have to check and check.

The roots of the teeth are itching, the chase is tight, and Bizhu is also hiding fast, even if she can tear this weak woman apart by a fraction of a second, she can't reach it.

Bizhu smiled softly: "If it was an open area, I would admit it today, but Yanyunzhao, are you entangled with me, or are you the protector?"

Carrying the handle, his eyes are cracking, and he is fierce.

Yuan Zheng's hand finally touched the hilt of the flowering sword with great difficulty.

With the two young ladies to accompany him these days, Yuan Zheng naturally can't resonate with the flowers, because compared to practicing swordsmanship, it is a serious thing to turn the clouds and rain into the clouds.

The mysterious man said that don't pull out the famous sword to bloom before the crown, Yuan Zheng kept it in mind.

Although it is impossible to draw it to directly defend against the enemy, as long as it touches the hilt, it can instantly resonate.

The flowering hilt scabbard spawned multiple visions in an instant, and countless warm sword qi in his body were interspersed vertically and horizontally, causing the weak Yuan Zheng to immediately recover a little bit of his spirit.

Seeing this, Huan'er said with a disgraced face: "I thought this wooden sword was just a doll, but I never thought it would be such a sharp weapon." ”

Yuan Zhengdao: "It's a pity, after all, you didn't die in the sword under my crotch." ”

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Yuan Zheng's body stirred with a sword roar, and an incomparably sharp sword qi struck from within, penetrating Huan'er's throat in an instant.

A generation of beauties, although not stunning, is also beautiful and delicious, and the meals are full.

Before Huan'er died, she didn't know what was going on, and this martial prince's son was so sharp.

Seeing this, Bizhu's eyes immediately turned red, and she shouted: "Yuan Zheng, I want you to pay for your life!"

Yuan Zheng, who was replaced, was naturally fearless.

Reaching out a hand, an invisible true element shrouded Bizhu's body, and then the gravity increased, and Bizhu knelt on the ground with a thud, and the knee-level sound made a crisp bone shattering sound.

"Grab the handle, stand down. "Yuan Zhengdao.

Thousands of miles of smoke and clouds are reluctant to retreat, if it is not for the master's order, the handle must be torn apart Bizhu's delicate body.

The jade knees were broken, the snake and rat in pain drilled into the heart, and the delicate eyes were full of resentment, staring at Yuan Zheng, and snorting coldly: "Even if my aunt dies, I will pull you on my back." ”

Yuan is what kind of person, after all, he is a person who has practiced Canghai Liuhe, how can he not see what Bizhu is going to do.

That dagger, which has the same heart as Bizhu, can be regarded as a generation of famous blades, and when he was dying, he sent a fatal blow, and Bizhu could really do it.

It's a pity, Yuan Zheng stretched out his hand, and the dagger with evil qi floated up for no reason, and was sucked into the palm of Yuan Zheng, and there was a big sun in his palm, which was contaminated with poison and evil energy, and the dagger melted with sting.

"I used to be my little sister, but now I became my aunt. Yuan Zheng said with a wicked smile.

The other hand was placed on the position of the dead Huan'er's peaks and mountains, and with a pull, Huan'er's delicate body rolled off the couch.

When Bizhu saw this, her heart was as dead as ashes.

Still asked: "I really hate myself for not biting off your third leg and not making you a eunuch." ”

Yuan Zheng said with joy and anger: "It's too late to regret, tell me honestly, who is the person behind you?"

Bizhu smiled and said: "There are many people who are unhappy with you, not only the Jiangnan Xie family. ”

The black cauldron was thrown to the Xie family, this trick, Yuan Zheng can still see it.

"If you don't suffer a little, it seems that you won't be recruited. Yuan Zheng said indifferently.

The mind moved slightly, Bizhu's delicate body kneeling on the ground, floated up, and then swirled in mid-air, her knees were already broken, and her body moved slightly, Bizhu was worse than dead.

But the hand that Yuan Zheng stretched out was like the hand of the Heavenly Demon, controlling Bizhu to death.

The five fingers were slightly flexed, and the bone joints were slightly forced, and the sound of bones shattering up and down Bizhu's body could be heard, and blood was bleeding from the meridians, but it did not hurt Bizhu's head and throat.

Bizhu was heart-rending, but Yuanzheng controlled it very well, so that Bizhu couldn't cry miserably.

"Little sister, let's be honest, otherwise you will really be worse than dead, I will abolish your cultivation, untie your skirt, and throw you into a field full of men, have you ever thought about your fate?" Yuan Zheng crooked his mouth and smiled evilly, with an evil face.

I want my own life, so why be merciful.

The pressure in his throat eased slightly, and he heard a heavy cry and a cruel laugh, and then a large mouthful of blood gushed out, and then he said: "It's not a pity for me to die alone, but since you have come to Xishu, don't want to get out alive." ”

Yuan Zheng's heart was horizontal, his five fingers clenched into fists, and the true yuan attached to Bizhu's body crushed Bizhu's throat in an instant.

"I always thought that these days I was riding a docile and dexterous mare, but I had always been riding a fierce horse. Yuan Zheng said with a playful smile.

In the depths of his eyes, he is full of coldness.