Chapter Eighty-Four: The Bloody Butterfly Sword
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Facing her, Gu Yi stared for a moment, blinked, and said seriously: "You mean to let me bully you?" ”
"You can try." Xiao Lori's eyebrows sank, and her tone was cold more than several times better than Li Jingyi.
Gu Yi instantly put away his serious look, stood up, let go of the hand that grabbed the little Lori in the pink skirt and let her run away, laughing: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously." ”
"It's a pity I'm not joking with you." Little Lori's tone is still cold, her right hand is on the back of her left hand, and you can see that on the back of her left hand is the sleeve of the dress, and a green butterfly is woven on the cuff, vivid, as if it will fly out at any time.
Seeing this, Gu Yi spoke again, not to Lori, but to his left side, and said, "This little girl will be handed over to me, Li Da Beauty, and he will be handed over to you." ”
Li Jingyi suddenly raised her eyes, first saw that there was no one in front of her, and then a chuckle sounded, and she saw a gorgeously dressed man walking out of the gap in the mountain wall.
Although this man looks very ordinary, he has clear eyebrows, a beardless face, meticulously combed hair, and a very well-dressed body, with an obvious Chinese characteristic, coupled with the confidence revealed from the bones, which makes him have a very special temperament.
"Sure enough, it's embarrassing to be discovered."
The man sighed, slowly walked in front of Li Jingyi, smiled with a smile, gave her an ancient salute, and said: "This young lady, forgive me for being attracted by your beauty since you came in, your appearance has amazed me, in between, I have made a decision, I will not investigate the affairs of the young lady trespassing here, and sincerely invite you to dinner." ”
"No way!"
Before the man's words fell, Xiao Lori took the first step to deny the man's words and said: "Duanmude, I don't care if you are lustful, but this woman's trespass in the forbidden area must die!" ”
"No way!"
Duanmude also rejected Xiao Lori, and said: "Sister Fu Die, although you are an elder, it is clearly stipulated above that I will take care of you, so you have to listen to me, I will be exempt if I say it, don't make me embarrassed, okay?" ”
Little Lori Fu Die snorted: "I won't talk nonsense with you, I'll deal with this kid first, and then I'll trouble you!" ”
After speaking, he ignored Duanmude, and pulled the butterfly on the back of his left hand, but saw that the butterfly flew as if it were real, the scenery was fleeting, the butterfly was flying, and the night seemed to be lit up, and a beautiful picture appeared in the eyes, which was heartbreaking.
She's doing it!
The bloody butterfly sword is out of the sheath!
Among the seven weapons of the soldiers, the butterfly sword is the first to kill, it is a sword of evil arts, specializing in killing people and taking blood to nourish the face, so the sword bearers of all generations are like Fu Die, from the moment of killing people with a sword, although the age increases, but the face is no longer getting old, and it will always remain the same as when it was the first time to kill people with the butterfly sword, it is an unscrupulous evil sword!
After being accepted by the soldiers, serving the emperor, inheriting its sharpness, swiftness, once out of the sheath will see blood, the sword light is like a flower, killing people only in the blink of an eye, taking people's lives like mowing grass, drinking countless blood for hundreds of years,
And because of the pursuit of sharp sword body is thin and brittle, the sword body has been changed countless times over the past few years, and it is the only weapon among the seven weapons that has not been fully inherited, and its hundreds of years of murderous evil spirit are completely concentrated on the hilt, and the hilt is the butterfly, so it is named: Bloody Butterfly Sword!
Therefore, in the face of such an evil killing sword, how could Gu Yi, who had already recognized him, not have any precautions?
At this moment, he rolled back as fast as he could, narrowly avoiding the sheath of the sword, and then threw out a prepared mineral water bottle and smashed it at Fu Die.
Lofty......
The air shook slightly, the butterfly danced again, Fu Die swung his sword with his backhand, slashing through the mineral water bottle, and the sharpness of his sword was not divided into two halves until the mineral water bottle hit the ground.
Looking at the dark yellow liquid flowing out of the bottle, a trace of contempt flashed in Fu Die's eyes, and he was very disdainful when Gu Yi threw some liquid toxins or something. However, at this moment, a violent stench suddenly emanated, making her frown instantly.
This smell is amazing, like a septic tank that has been held for decades, it smells amazing, and the smell is so moving!
"It tastes terrible. This young lady, let's get out of here and talk slowly. ”
Duanmude covered his mouth and nose, and while shouting for his life, he reached out and grabbed Li Jingyi's right hand, without a trace of separation between men and women, as if he was grabbing his girlfriend's hand, relaxed and freehand.
So, she was shot by Li Jingyi!
Boom!
Li Jingyi seemed to have been prepared, pulled out the gun and shot at the fastest speed, between the lightning and flint, Duanmude frowned, flicked his waist, a silver light pulled away, blocked in front of him, bounced the bullet away, and then pushed with this object, and pointed it on Li Jingyi's left shoulder, only to point her upside down and fly a few meters, stand unsteadily, fall to the ground, and roll down the slope in front of her.
"Mistakes, mistakes, Miss forgive me, I'll save you." Duanmude shouted and ran down the slope.
"When you see a woman, you can't walk, Duanmude, you idiot, sooner or later you will have to suffer...... Hey? You're here again? Darn! ”
Maybe she really didn't take Gu Yi seriously, Li Jingyi's gunfire and Duanmude's actions attracted Fu Die's attention, and made her curse coldly. As he spoke, he felt a black shadow approaching on his side, and when he turned around, he saw Gu Yi sneakily approaching with two white opaque plastic bags painted with stool, and he didn't think much about it in disgust, and slashed out with a sword.
Gu Yi leaned back for a while, threw out the plastic bag in his hand, and met Fu Die's sword, this sword easily cut through the plastic bag, but the plastic bag and the things inside had a peculiar structure, the wind resistance was extremely large, although it fell in mid-air, but the speed was limited, unlike the previous mineral water bottle, which was divided into two halves in mid-air and stayed in the air for a while, flowing out of the liquid inside.
At the same time, two winds sounded, and Gu Yi had two more hollow bamboos about thirty centimeters long in his hand, and two dark arrows shot out of them, hitting them head-on.
Fu Die frowned, and slashed another sword, not wanting to chop off the two dark arrows just now, and saw that Gu Yi put the two bamboos together to form a long bamboo of more than half a meter, put it in his mouth and blew it again, and three dark arrows flew again in a row.
Lofty!
The brilliance flickered, and then there was a green butterfly sword light, and the three dark marks were scrapped at the same time.
At this time, Fu Die had already made three swords in a row, and the sword momentum had already become old, so he had to retract the sword, but at this moment, the liquid in the mid-air was drenched at the right time, and he took a bath in the body of the butterfly sword that had not had time to take it back.
Fu Die secretly said that it was not good, but Gu Yi didn't give her any respite, and waved the bamboo in her hand to pull it down, she swung her sword to meet it, but the sword light was empty.
"Haha, the butterfly sword is so sharp, I can't bear this bamboo."
Gu Yi laughed, it turned out that he took back the bamboo halfway through the fight, and the process was like playing Fu Die, so that the latter shot again in shame and anger, and slashed horizontally with a sword, but this sword was a little different, and there was a heavy wind sound in the process of swinging?
How could a sharp sword sound like this, just when Fu Die was shocked, Gu Yi blocked her sword with the bamboo in his hand!
Bang!
"This! This is...... Glue?! ”