None of the four corpses lying on the ground were monsters they saw, and all of them were wearing the armor of the Qing army. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Song froze in place, covered in blood, letting the blood from the wound gurgle down.

His face was blurry, and he couldn't tell if it was tears or blood.

Lao Zhang looked at Zhao Jun, Shanjia, and the other two brothers who had lived and died together at his feet, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood with "wow", and then the blade turned and wiped it on his neck.

In a team where comrades-in-arms are like brothers, and brothers are like brothers and sisters, no one can calmly face the sin of killing their own comrades with their own hands.

The wind is whining, the mountains are trembling.

If there were tears in the sky, would the same tears be shed?

Nobody knows.

The flute is over.

Where the fog cleared, a graceful figure gradually emerged.

She watched it all coldly like a ghost in the dark, her eyes full of contempt and mockery in her eyes that could have killed a man.

Just when Zhang Song's knife was about to be wiped to his neck, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his wrist, and with a "bang", the single knife in his hand fell to the ground without holding it.

The fragrant breeze swept the tip of his nose, and the purple shadow had come to Lao Zhang at some point.

Faced with such a pair of beautiful and peerless eyes, Lao Zhang, who was originally like ashes, inadvertently had some throbbing.

This is really a pair of eyes that are extremely evil and seductive.

The purple veil on her face was not superfluous, because she didn't have to speak at all.

Why don't you speak? Because her eyes have long since replaced her mouth.

It's a pair of eyes that can talk.

At this moment when the four eyes met, Lao Zhang seemed to understand what those eyes were thinking.

He barely calmed down his chaotic thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "The magic circle has been arranged here, how did you get in?" ”

Those eyes seemed to be mocking, "How can a mere formation stop me?" ”

"You...... Who are you? Why should you come here? ”

"I heard that a few days ago, there was a female ghost here?"

Lao Zhang nodded.

"So what's going on, can you tell me?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Under the purple veil, a coquettish smile like a silver bell appeared: "You'll tell me sooner or later." ”

"Really? Why are you so confident? Lao Zhang still sneered, but his tone was no longer so confident.

Those eyes smiled sweetly and stopped talking.

She slowly lifted the hem of the purple mink fur, revealing her flawless white thighs and hooked Lao Zhang, and then gently pulled Lao Zhang's right hand over it.

Lao Zhang did not refuse.

In fact, he wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

The rough hand slowly slid over the delicate skin as bright as satin, and the intense pleasure caused by the huge drop stimulated every nerve in Lao Zhang's body.

Lao Zhang's heart strongly resisted this pleasure, but for some reason, his body seemed to be out of control and couldn't stop.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead.

Those eyes carefully observed every detail of the expression on Lao Zhang's face. She took Lao Zhang's left hand and gently stuffed it into her thin chest, and her lips licked his ear chakra. The left hand is rubbing, from light to fast, from slow to tight.

Her upper body didn't move, because she didn't need to move anymore, and Lao Zhang's left hand had gradually changed from the previous passivity to the initiative.

In the face of such a stunner, as long as it is a man, no one will give up the right to take the initiative.

Lao Zhang's face was flushed, and suddenly, he tore off the purple veil covering her face, and a pair of eyes as big as copper bells suddenly straightened.

He felt comfortable, an intoxicating comfort. There seemed to be an incomparable power in his body that wanted to burst out!

At the same time, she also intuitively felt that the other party's wheezing was getting thicker and thicker.

With a fierce roar, he pulled her whole body against the wall, roughly tore off all the excess burdens on her body, and lifted her ecstatic left leg with one hand, like a bull in heat, roaring to trample the bud flooded by spring dew.

The trumpets of the ancient battlefield seemed to echo in the ears.

"Lao Tzu wants you!" This was the last roar Lao Zhang let out before he charged.

Her eyes were filled with tears, but there was a faint layer of inexplicable smile in her eyes.

When he finally found the best point of attack, she suddenly brought the cherry mouth close to his ear, bit her lip, and said shyly like a first-time girl: "Hmm...... It's too conspicuous here, and it's a bit inconvenient after all. Shall we find a room? I know there are a lot of empty rooms around the corner, and it's up to you to do whatever you want, um......"

Lao Zhang didn't say anything. At this moment, what else is there to say? He stopped his charge for a moment, abandoned the softness in his hand, and came to a wall with a confused look.

With a touch of his hands, he pulled out one of the bricks.

Immediately after, a gem was already in Lao Zhang's palm.

In order to prevent the living dead from escaping from this place, the archmage completely sealed all the levels above the second floor with a formation, and the soldiers guarding must use this gem to close the formation if they want to go up to the second floor.

The woman's eyes lit up.

When Lao Zhang turned around and continued to warm up, he was shocked to find that the wonderful body that had not been a trace had been rewrapped in purple.

The eyes full of spring love also became unfamiliar.

Her delicate hands full of tenderness held a steel knife, a steel knife that could kill a person.

One is a passionate woman with a budding spring heart, and the other is an awe-inspiring and inviolable holy goddess.

Why is there such a big difference between the front and back of the same body?

Lao Zhang doesn't understand, and he will never understand.

His pupils contracted violently.

A cold light flickered, and the whole world was quiet.

Blood!

In a short moment, Lao Zhang's lost soul seemed to fly back again.

Suddenly, the whistling sound rises to the sky!

A flame startled a beautiful firework in the bright sky, and it disappeared in an instant.

It was the "warning signal" he fired with the last of his strength before he died.

The fireworks are beautiful and ephemeral.

That was the last picture Lao Zhang had ever seen in his life.

The woman ignored him, took the gem, and laid it on the ground.

The mana that was blocking her in front of her disappeared, and she knew that the formation had been cracked.

She picked up the gem and flew to the second floor.

The living dead that I have carefully cultivated must still be on it.

The woman in purple fur had just swept up to the second floor when she suddenly stopped.

A hint of murder flashed in her eyes, and then it disappeared, replaced by infinite tenderness and infinite charm.

She twisted her slender waist like a water snake, and a pair of jewel-like dazzling eyes looked in the direction of the voice, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, since I came to Dinghai City, I know that you and I will always meet one day. I heard that you have betrayed your master, hehe! ”

"Didn't you also betray the division and join Lu Wu's command?"

"So what? What Lu Wu can give me is far more than the Sword Immortal Sect. ”

"Purple, mask, killer. I should have known that the ups and downs in Dinghai City these days were all secretly provoked by you. What exactly is your purpose in doing this? ”

"If you want to know, just come and ask yourself."

The archmage was silent, he stepped step by step over the corpses on the ground, he walked slowly and solemnly.

It seemed that all the pain was piercing his heart and lungs in an instant.