Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Bloody Plum

"Dang", a crisp gong sounded, the colorful flags were raised in the ring, and the spring ring in Qimai Village officially began.

A bewitching girl appeared in the ring with the wave of colored flags.

This girl is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the charm on her face is difficult even for people in the dust.

Her eyes were like silk, she glanced at Li Bugui in the audience, held her hands on her waist, and blessed slightly: "It is said that Dorjee Gongzi is good at hitting big trees, and Tima is not talented, he happens to practice a little wood-based martial arts, and he is willing to accompany Childe to practice his hands, and Childe will never be disgusted with Baba as a lowly person, right?!" ”

Between Truma's words and deeds, he was full of banter and ridicule, and he just wanted to provoke Li Bugui to come to the stage quickly.

But Li Bugui is just an imposter after all, and he doesn't know which flowering onion this girl is.

But the little ferret knows.

"Who dares to dislike you, Tima is low?" The little ferret replied to Tima Tima : "You are Suo Jia's girl, but you are warm in two and two beds, and you serve the two eldest young masters Suo Jia and Lang Cang, but you are quite a great person!"

The little ferret showed no mercy, and in a word, the shamelessness of Tima and the chaotic behavior of Suo Jia and Lang Cang were all shaken in broad daylight.

Tuma didn't care, smiled and looked forward to it, and scratched his head at Li Bugui: "Then, does Dorjee want me to warm the bed?" ”

Ah Xia couldn't listen to it anymore, so he jumped into the ring and angrily accused Tama and said, "Don't use such foul language to insult Dorjee Gongzi again!"

"I'm obviously thinking of Dorjee Gongzi, what are you doing here?" Tama looked at Ah Xia: "Do you want to rob Dorjee Gongzi?" ”

"You're ......!"

Ah Xia is honest by nature, where is the opponent of this cheeky little slut? He was so angry that his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Don't you want to fight the spring fight? I'll fight you!"

"Yo, do you really want to rob Dorjee Gongzi?" Tama twisted her waist and swung her hips, approaching Ah Xia like a beautiful snake: "Then I have to take a good look first, are you the type that can make me tempted!" ”

Ah Xia was so angry and embarrassed by Tama that he had to wave his hand in a panic to stop him: "Please respect yourself!"

"Ah Xia, be careful!" Li Bugui suddenly showed a police to Ah Xia in the audience.

But it was still too late.

Trumma's waist twisted, her arms shook suddenly, her clothes fluttered, and a cyan Xuanjin suddenly flew up from behind, like a flying strange vine, rushing towards Ah Xia.

The change was sudden, and the two sides were already close at hand, and Ah Xia had no time to parry and react.

Either retreat or get hurt, these two are the only remaining options for Ah Xia at the moment.

Retreating means admitting defeat.

Because if you take a step back, you will fall out of the ring.

So Ah Xia refused to retreat.

This simple boy has the unique stubbornness and persistence of the Snow People in his bones.

Since he was determined to help Dorjee retake the farm, he would die in the ring even if he died.

"Snort" a few tearing sounds.

Blood splattered like rain.

The dozens of strange vines condensed by Tama all pierced into a person's body.

Lee's body does not return.

At the moment when the strange vine Xuanjin fell, Li Bugui suddenly appeared and blocked in front of Ah Xia.

"...... you?!" Tima couldn't help but be a little shocked.

She couldn't understand how Li Bugui's speed could be so fast!

But she laughed anyway.

Ah Xia is insignificant after all, and killing Dorjee is her ultimate goal.

Dorjee was already seriously injured, and at this moment, he was injured and injured, and one foot had clearly stepped into the ghost gate.

So she smiled happily.

But at the same moment when the smile rose from the corner of her foxy lips, she was surprised to see that the blood splashes on Li Bugui's body suddenly condensed into ice.

A layer of ice armor suddenly condensed rapidly outside Li Bugui's body.

The ice armor was full of cracks because of the cyan energy embedded with strange vines, and the mottled red blood flowers were scattered on the ice armor, like a piece of bleak plum, but the cold air released by it was like waves, and where it passed, even the colored flags in the ring were frozen and stopped swaggering.

Ice picks emitted a piercing roar, shooting out from the cold air.

Li Bugui used his body to take over T'Ma's vicious sneak attack, thus also buying time for himself to fight back.

Ice pick lasing.

The colorful flags, which were originally frozen, were torn into strands in an instant.

Timma's smile first turned to surprise, and then it was replaced by incomparable horror, and her mouth grew wide, but before she could scream, she was torn to pieces by an ice pick.

Tamma's torn corpse was scattered in the ring, and Li Bugui's cold voice sounded at the same time: "This is what you want, you got it!"

The ice armor disappeared, and Li Bugui, who was covered in blood, reappeared in people's field of vision.

This thin boy in ragged clothes and heavy blood clothes stood in the ring, like a proud and lonely snow wolf in the depths of the snowfield, with a tragic and terrifying aura on his body.

His eyes, perhaps due to the reflection of blood, or perhaps the burning of killing intent, had turned red.

These scorching and burning eyes shifted from the messy remains of Tima to Suo Jia in the audience, and said word for word: "It's your turn!"

Suo Jia, who was still arrogant a moment ago, was so frightened that his face turned pale at this time.

He shook his head desperately, for fear that the perverted guy on the stage would suddenly pounce on him and tear him up.

He subconsciously wanted to retreat into the crowd to hide, but his two legs were desperately playing the lute, and he didn't listen to the call.

He even felt a sudden dampness and heat between his legs, and when he looked down, he saw that water was dripping under his crotch.

He shook his head for a moment, and then, to everyone's surprise, sat on the ground and burst into tears.

While crying and scolding: "You are too bullying, Dorjee, you are so injured, do you know?" Hurt like that, how can you still fight? Are you still human, ......?!"

This always arrogant young man, like a resentful woman, sat on the ground with a disgraced face, sobbing and cursing with a handful of snot and tears, this scene was obviously very funny, but no one could laugh.

The blood left in the air was still pungent, and I don't know if it came from the blood on Li Bugui's body, or from the blood of Tema flowing in the ring, in short, people were still trapped in the tragic and terrifying scene just now, unable to come back to their senses.