The night was dark and foggy.

There is no light, and there is a cold wind.

The two lone lamps flickered in the night, as if they were the ever-bright ghost fire at the end of the hell corridor, indescribably eerie and weird.

Maybe a person has both gains and losses, Yang Qing gritted her teeth, her soft and delicate jade feet were already twitching, but her eyes were enthusiastic, unrestrained, joyful, and joyful.

Gusts of cold wind "whirring", as if it were a whip for the execution of ghosts, indifferent and ruthless.

The ancient road is long and straight, cold and lonely.

Yang Qing retracted his hands into his arms, and the whole person was close to his chest, his chest was warm and hard.

Her mouth was twitching, and she was making a "hiss" gasp, an excessively cold gasp.

The deserted ancient road looks like a corridor in hell at night, and a corridor of unjust spirits and ghosts wanders in hell.

Wusheng walked on the ancient road, as if walking on the corridor in hell, he stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

He said, "Do you have anything to say?" ”

Yang Qing smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold." ”

As she spoke, her feet were twitching, her mouth was twitching, but there was still a sweet smile on her face, a cold, twitching smile.

Wusheng said: "What else do you have to say?" ”

Yang Qing blinked, nodded, the smile on his face became stronger, and said, "I don't understand something, can I ask you?" ”

Wusheng said: "You say." ”

Yang Qing said: "Aren't you cold?" ”

There was no life, his eyes were empty and there was no trace of emotion, staring and poking into the distance like a gun, and two lonely lamps were swaying in the distance.

Yang Qing said: "I mean, you have to take care of your body, just wear a cloak, is this okay?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "You should also ......." ”

Without a word, he walked towards the two lights.

Yang Qing said: "What kind of place is that?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing said: "Is that a flower?" ”

Silent without life.

He stood like a stone statue not far from the two lights, staring and poking at them.

Yang Qing was taken aback.

The palace is not ornate, but it is extremely simple and functional.

There are dense wheels inlaid below, and hundreds of Persian bald giant slaves stand like stakes on the side, with no expression on their cold faces, their bodies are upturned like snakes, and their eyes are glaring ahead like brass bells,......。

With their hands on their hips, motionless, gusts of cold wind drifted by, and pieces of fallen leaves floated on their bodies "fluttering", which did not affect them in the slightest, but added a little bit of evil energy, a little bit of soul dementoring.

One of the people who picked up the lamp was a young man in white with hanging sideburns, his cold cheeks were thin and extremely pale, and his eyes stared at lifeless like an awl, as if he was going to cone him to death, and he died on the ground.

The other man was slender and thin, with a long sword in his arms, and his dark eyes were cold, but with a smile, three points hungry and seven points mocking.

Yang Qing's chest was already rising and falling, and said, "They don't seem to be good people, let's go, right?" ”

Wusheng said: "Are you very cold?" ”

Yang Qing nodded, but hurriedly said, "I'm not cold again, not cold at all." ”

Wusheng said: "There is good wine and good food here, and you can sleep comfortably, don't you want to go?" ”

Yang Qing simply closed her eyes, feeling a little dizzy, and slowly shook her head.

Wusheng sighed and said, "It's a pity that we can't leave if we want to." ”

Yang Qing nodded, her body already twitching slightly.

The young man with hanging sideburns walked over head-on, he was obviously a foot away, but he walked over in one step.

He walked over and stood seven feet away, an awl-like cone on lifeless, and said, "Are you a spear god lifeless?" ”

Wusheng said: "Yes. ”

The young man with hanging sideburns tapered up and down from head to toe before saying, "Very good." ”

Wusheng said: "What does it mean to be very good?" ”

The young man with hanging sideburns sneered, raised the lamp high, and then suddenly let go.

The moment he let go, his people suddenly rushed over, turned their hands into palms, and struck seven or eight moves like lightning, fast, ruthless and fierce.

The lifeless body was already fluttering.

He could already feel the sign gliding gently against his body, and every cold hair had deeply felt the power of the palm wind.

Wusheng said: "Are you a boy with sideburns? ”

The smile on Tong Hua's face suddenly stiffened, her body suddenly retreated, and she slowly reached out to hold it, just right to hold the lamp.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Wusheng like an awl, silent.

The cold wind is fluttering, "whirring", hanging sideburns, swaying.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, straighter than the gun in his hand, and his empty eyes stared at and poked at the child flower like a spear.

Tong Hua said: "You are really a gun god without life." ”

Wusheng said: "I am Wusheng. ”

Tong Hua stared at him like an awl, and said word by word: "Fortunately, you are lifeless, otherwise you ......." ”

Wusheng's empty eyes were already poking at him carefully.

When he poked him in the face with one eye, the other eye was poking at his chest, and when one eye poked his chest, the other eye was poking at his crotch.

No matter who is stared at so seriously and carefully by these eyes, it will not feel good and comfortable.

Tong Hua's face was already twitching, and the cold sweat on her forehead was dripping down to her neck.

Wusheng said: "What would have happened otherwise?" ”

Tong Hua said: "Otherwise, I would have died a long time ago." ”

Wusheng said: "Yes, fortunately, I am Wusheng. ”

Tong Hua said: "That's right. ”

Wusheng said: "You look unhappy. ”

Tong Hua was silent, her eyes were already on Yang Qing in Wusheng's arms, her chest rising and falling, her plump and firm chest.

Then his eyes had shone brightly, an indescribably obscene, obscene light.

Wusheng said: "There don't seem to be many things that can make you happy. ”

Tong Hua sneered, laughing extremely treacherously and evilly.

He laughed for a short time, and when he stopped, he suddenly said, "After all, you are a human being, not a real god." ”

Wusheng said: "Yes. ”

Tong Hua said: "You will still die." ”

Wusheng said: "Yes. ”

Tong Hua said: "If you die, the woman in your arms will ......." ”

Wusheng said: "It turns out that you are a pervert. ”

Tong Hua said: "I am also a man. ”

Wusheng said: "You are not a man, at most you are not a big child, and you are not a good bear child." ”

Tong Hua gritted her teeth and glared at herself.

Wusheng said: "You don't seem to be good at splitting your palm, and the heat of your palm is not at home." ”

Tong Hua said: "Yes, I am not. ”

Wusheng said: "You use a hidden weapon." ”

The anger in Tong Hua's eyes was even stronger, and she said, "Exactly." ”

Before he could finish his words, his hand was raised slightly, and a cold light burst out.

With a "ding" sound, a flying needle fell to the ground, Wusheng shook his cloak, and said: "The weeping sideburns in the Wanhua Building are thirty-six secret weapons, why can't they be sent today?" Is it because your nurse didn't feed her well and is hungry now? I don't have the strength anymore. ”

Yang Qing laughed "poof", he really couldn't stand this person who had always been cold and unwilling to say a word, why did he sometimes break people's stomachs when he said it, and he would also make his opponent angry to death, ten times angry.

Tong Hua was already gasping, so wheezing that even the hand that had always been steady was twitching slightly.

If a person's eyes could bite someone, Wusheng would have been bitten alive ten times by now.

He said, "You're not afraid at all? ”

Wusheng said: "Your nurse didn't feed you, why should I be afraid of you." ”

Tong Hua's wheezing became more intense, and her body twitched even more violently, gritting her teeth and saying, "Don't blame me." ”

Wusheng said: "Don't grind your teeth, hurry up and take out your strength to feed, let me see how bearish you are." ”

As he spoke, a light smoke floated up towards the palace.

Yang Qing saw from a distance that Tong Hua angrily threw away the lamp, gritted her teeth, her eyes were staring like copper bells, and her two hands were waving vigorously, waving everywhere.

He seems to have really used his strength to feed, all of them.

The cold light between heaven and earth suddenly flashed, and the sky "swished".

The other lantern picker suddenly threw away the lamp in his hand, waved his sword and danced, the sword aura was strong, the sword intent fluttered, the sword light flashed, fluttering like a rainbow, and quickly protected himself. He yelled, "You're crazy, are you getting your head caught in the door?" ”

"Ding ding" made a series of sounds, and the children's flowers seemed to have sent 36,000 doors, as if they had sent 36,000 doors.

This person's sword light is like a rainbow, the faster he rolls, the more and more hidden weapons on the ground fall, he also saw from a distance that Tong Hua was still waving his hand, Tong Hua's head seemed to be really caught by the door, completely clamped, completely abnormal, he now seems to be like a madman in excitement, brain-dead, dancing everywhere, dancing his own unhappiness.

The man screamed, "Stop, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey, your brain doesn't work." ”

People who don't have brains can also get tired, just like Tong Hua is now wheezing, tired like a dog, as if she has collapsed and collapsed.

He gritted his teeth, and suddenly swept over, swept towards the palace, and the sword flashed, and pounced on Wusheng.

Wusheng shook his cloak, and stood up like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

Every bone of Yang Qing was already twitching, and Tong Hua pounced like a mad dog, and then suddenly broke into two, and fell to the ground like dead meat, motionless.

Dead.

Heaven and earth suddenly became indescribably dead, and the silence seemed to be as if he could only hear his own heartbeat.

Hundreds of Persian bald giant slaves fell like wooden stakes, and they couldn't stand up when they fell, and they could never stand up, and there was no expression on their cold faces, nothing, what they were like before they were alive, and what they were like after death.

When they fell, they didn't wrinkle the corners of their eyes, they didn't scream, they lost their lives, as if they were really stakes, lifeless stakes.

Smoke fell to the ground like a light smoke, standing like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

The hollow eyes stared and poked ahead, and the front was pitch black, lonely, maddeningly pitch black.

He said, "You killed the sideburn boyflower. ”

Drops of blood slipped from the tip of the sword, and the man raised his head with a gasp, stared at Wusheng coldly, and said coldly: "Yes, I killed him." ”

Wusheng said: "When the sideburns are here, there must be a sword-wielding slave flower by his side." ”

Nu Hua smiled coldly: "Exactly, you are not stupid." ”

Wusheng said: "You seem to be very stupid. ”

Nu Hua said: "Tell me about it." ”

Wusheng said: "You should join forces with the weeping boy flower to deal with me, so that he won't go crazy." ”

Nuhua sneered, the color of hunger and thirst in her eyes gradually decreased, but the color of ridicule became stronger. said: "He deserves it, there aren't many times when he doesn't go crazy, I have long wanted to ......"

Wusheng said: "You wanted to kill him a long time ago, didn't you?" ”

Nu Hua said: "Yes." ”

Wusheng said: "Then it's not good to kill him now." ”

Nu Hua said: "Why is it not good." ”

Wusheng said: "He is dead, can you deal with me alone?" ”

Nu Hua said: "Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid." ”

Wusheng nodded and said, "Very good." ”

Nu Hua said: "Very good." ”

Silent without life.

The slave was silent.

They don't want to talk anymore, they don't want to grind their teeth unnecessarily.

The end of the words is to do it, and to do it is to kill the other party.