As the saying goes, a boy in purple is either a sissy or a gay. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This sentence is really true, the demon named Bolton in front of him, even if he looks charming, he is still so hypocritical, saying that using "ghost power" will stain his new clothes.

I'm afraid that you, this little cured chicken, would not have any "ghost power".

Phew.

Lin Sheng has always been particularly tired of this kind of sissy (a man who looks more handsome than himself), and he scolded Bolton tens of thousands of times in his heart. Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he saw that Otillette's face had become very ugly.

What's going on here? The speed of Otilette's sword just now was extremely fast, and the sword path was sharp, so he must have used the cross vein to the extreme.

After a move this time, the two of them were able to judge the superiority just from their faces.

Bolton is naturally a "lupine scarf, forced to fly ashes annihilated" look, with a well-proportioned breath and a honey smile on his face.

And the white-haired woman beside her had a layer of fine sweat on her forehead, her feet trembled slightly, she stood unsteadily, her breathing was disordered, her eyes fluttered, and her eyes flickered, these were all very small details, but they still couldn't escape Lin Sheng's eyes.

At that moment, Otilette let out a sigh, his lips moved slightly, and he spat out for a while: "You didn't use ghost power......?" It can't be ......"

There was already a hint of wavering in his tone.

The demon smiled lightly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I, Boton, have changed from an arrogant prodigal to a cripple, and finally made me who I am now, and you also have the credit for this." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Whew.

An evil aura rushed from Bolton's body towards the two of them.

Lin Sheng secretly pinched a sweat for Otilette, this woman's right hand has not moved a single inch since the sword was drawn, as if the wrist part has been completely injured.

So he stepped forward and said: "Otilette, I think this person is insidious and cunning, he bullies you because he is a man, I can't stand it, this kind of crumb, it's better to let me ......"

didn't wait for Lin Sheng to finish speaking.

Otilette forced a forced smile, bit his lips, and looked at him coldly, and a cold breath suddenly rose again.

The sword path overflowed, and Lin Sheng felt that the air flow was surging violently, and he was actually shocked back five or six steps in a row.

"They all said to let you go, don't be nosy, don't get out of here. ”

The white mang was already whirring in Otillette's right hand, and the white sword qi was entwined, cramped and transformed, and he actually became extremely excited.

At this time, Otilette had already felt the throbbing of this sword, it was connected with his own heart, and he felt the fate in the underworld, this was a fateful battle, and the bloodthirsty killing intent suddenly rose.

"Come, then, Bai Mang, and face our fate together. ”

"......"

In the blink of an eye, Bai Mang was attached to a layer of cold ice, and his breath turned into frost.

Lin Sheng was already stunned, what kind of sword qi is this, it is clearly the Dajin central air conditioner of the big five horses!

The chilling aura within five steps had already made him creepy, and even Bolton, who had been standing for a long time, frowned slightly at this moment, as if he was about to fight with his heart.

Shout.

The sound followed the shadow, and a white shadow suddenly appeared, like a ghost. Lin Sheng took a closer look, it was not Otillette who drove the sword away on his own, but more like Bai Mang taking his mistress to whirl.

"Liuhe is depressed, and the frost is cold.

Misalia.silax.”

Thorn, the sword qi gathers the cold wind of the broom cliff, like the edge of the sky, and the qi surpasses the sky.

Burton's face changed greatly at this moment, knowing that this sword qi could not be hard-connected, and he had to hide.

Only one exclamation: "Ah......"

I saw that Boton's body was tilting hard, gurgling, the whole person was **** at 90 degrees, and the knee joint was twisted straight and twisted 90 degrees like the right side.

Wow. Lin Sheng couldn't close his mouth when he saw it, what was going on with this person's legs, it was even more powerful than the MJ who was tilted against gravity at 45 °, and the beauty was top-notch, but the expression was not good, so give it a score of 9.8.

Boom Blah ......

Burton's face was already slightly panicked, although he was lucky to avoid it this time, but the sword aura still did not stop, the afterglow swept and came, and Burton's beloved purple robe broke a gap.

Otillette's slender figure fluttered, as if there was a ghost, and before Bolton could react, Bai Mang's sword path attacked again, and Ling Tian descended.

Bolton gritted his teeth and said, "Otillet, your heart is really so ruthless, even your cousin wants to be killed......

Poof, when he heard this, even Lin Sheng almost laughed, didn't he pretend to be forced first.

Rumble.

With a violent tremor, the smoke on the broom cliff rolled, and the cold became even colder.

That sword Dao Lin Sheng had never seen it, although Otillet did not inject the power of the cross vein into it, but it was ferocious and abnormal, if ordinary people were hit head-on, they were afraid that they would be crushed and turned into ice chips.

At that moment, he asked the mist in a panic, "Otillet, knot...... Is it over?"

Whirring, no one was silent.

Could it be that the sissy cannon is really dead, so it is not durable to fight, it is better to change the name to the mouth cannon......

Boom, Boom.

The flying sand and dust gradually condensed, contaminated with some water vapor in mid-air, turned into earthy yellow ice crystals, and fell to the ground with a rustling sound as the wind blows.

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"What!?" said Otillette, whose voice was as thin as a spider's silk.

"Huh......" Lin Sheng followed the sound and looked over, only to see that in the middle of the dust, under the white mang's sword path, there was nothing, only a huge arm of black iron, and half of a purple sleeve, drumming in the wind.

Crunch, squeak.

The giant arm seemed to grow out of the sand, and it was clamping tightly on the white mang at the moment.

Otillette's face was pale, and there was no trace of blood.

She could clearly feel her wrists, and her metacarpal bones were out of her instincts, and she must have broken her veins.

Those sword ways just now were all forcibly performed by Bai Mangwu driving her body.

Click, click, click.

There was a burst of playful applause behind him.

It was the cousin Burton, who looked intact except for the lack of half of the sleeve, and his expression was extremely relaxed.

"Cousin, you really deserve to be from our Goodwin family, and you should be thankful that half of your blood is pure and not reduced to a complete mongrel. ”

Otillette bit his lips tightly and said nothing, although his body could no longer withstand this high-intensity battle, he still secretly drove the cross vein, trying to pull Bai Mang out of the giant arm.

Boom, boom.

Bai Mang was not reconciled.

As Otillette's mind stirred, a blinding cold light erupted, and it began to vibrate violently, intending to break free from the giant arm.

Bai Mang's strong desire to fight has never appeared by Otilette's side for more than ten years.

"Hahaha...... Don't have to struggle...... Cousin...... This is a ghost hand, do you think that only your wind erosion spells can stand alone in the world?hahaha......"

Lin Sheng couldn't stand it anymore, this sissy actually bullied Otilette in front of him.

Without saying a word, he drew out the short sword, and was about to urge the cross vein.

Unexpectedly, Otilette was already one step ahead of himself and exerted his strength in advance.

Now the poor woman's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and her weak figure stood unsteadily, staggering under her feet, and from a distance, it looked like a weak and boneless white flag.

With Otillette snorting.

“voleagedia.”

As soon as the voice fell, her face suddenly became blurred, and there was a weak white qi attached to her. Lin Sheng knew that this time Otilet was already at the end of the crossbow, and he forcibly urged the power of the desolation, but he was afraid that his life was in danger, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

"Don't!"

......

......

Stinging, crackling.

Bang Dang...... While...... While...... While......

A gust of wind struck, piercing into the bone marrow.

Otilette only felt that his mouth was bitter, the tip of his nose was sour, and his eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of white mist.

Bang bang bang.

Yourself actually cried?

For the first time in more than ten years, I cried......

Lin Sheng hadn't reacted yet, and looked in the direction of Otilete.

I saw this white-haired woman with a sad expression and a sad look in her eyes.

Holding a broken sword in his hand.