The lamp was still shaking.

Everything seemed extremely dark, cold and hazy, hazy like a dream, a very bleak and sad dream.

Yang Qing struggled to open her eyes, and saw her snow-white body pressing against lifeless, rolling on the cold, hard ground.

Why didn't Wusheng shoot?

Yang Qing's heart was already cramping violently, and no one knew the reason better than her.

He doesn't want to kill women, let alone hurt women, this is his death hole.

The voice was still screaming, and the body writhed hard against the lifeless, as if it wanted to twist all the strength and pleasure out before giving up.

The snow-white messy hair was fluttering, and saliva was already flowing from the snow-white lips, and this saliva was also snow-white. This is truly unconceivable and even more intolerable.

This is not something that normal people can endure.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth, she already felt that every muscle in her body was cold and hard, without a trace of strength.

The snow-white saliva has drifted to the cheeks of the lifeless one by one, and the snow-white hands do not have a trace of red, but they are also snow-white, and they are clasping the lifeless neck, swaying up and down, left and right.

The screaming is not violent, but it seems extremely enjoyable and exciting, a kind of mysterious and satisfying kind of enjoyment and stimulation.

Her hands shook vigorously, and her body couldn't help but tremble, and the trembling was also very mysterious and exciting.

Yang Qing couldn't watch it anymore, which really disgusted and disgusted him.

She gritted her teeth, and suddenly pounced on the man's back, grabbed the man's neck, and shook it vigorously.

She shook more fiercely and cruelly, as if she were a wounded beast, desperate, desperate, using all the strength of her body, shaking desperately.

The snow-white hand had gradually relaxed, it was weak, and there was no trace of strength.

Wusheng was already wheezing, wheezing violently.

Yang Qing didn't let go of her hand, didn't stop, and didn't open her eyes.

Because she was really afraid, she was really scared, she was afraid of everything.

She was afraid that once she let go, Wusheng would be shaken to death by her, and there would be snow-white saliva on her cheeks, which would not only make her afraid, but also make her heart ache.

I'm also afraid that when I see this monster, I won't be able to use my strength.

She was so scared, she was afraid of everything.

Wusheng struggled to pick Yang Qing up, her hand was vaguely not released, and she was vaguely pinched, as if she had merged with the neck.

The muscles on the face have been completely twisted and deformed due to pain and irritation.

The snow-white eyes gradually dimmed, dull, without a trace of vitality, but stared deadly ahead.

The snow-white saliva has been dripped away, and the snow-white tongue is vaguely extremely soft.

A cold wind blows.

The tongue writhed softly and beat its neck.

Wusheng sighed, and parted his hands away from this disgusting, disgusting monster, freak.

He caressed Yang Qing's body, which shook more violently than the straw drifting in the cold wind.

"She can't."

Yang Qing opened her eyes and suddenly closed them again.

The snow-white tongue swayed vaguely in the cold wind.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine."

Yang Qing turned around forcefully and threw herself into the lifeless chest, she not only wanted to pounce on her body, as if she also wanted to pounce on her soul and emotions.

Wusheng sighed deeply and was silent.

It stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

The empty eyes stared and poked at the pearl, and the pearl was still shaking.

The people of Mingzhu have fallen, and the snow-white jar is vaguely undulating with Meng Po soup.

Yang Qing only felt that every blood vessel in her body was cold, so cold that she almost went crazy and collapsed.

But she still turned around and kicked the tongue with her foot, the tongue was soft and loose, like a girl's waist, so soft that most men would be infatuated and obsessed.

The muscles on his cheeks were stiff and strange.

She seemed to be afraid that the monster would suddenly jump up and fight with herself.

He kicked her hand again, and the snow-white nails were long and sharp, each one slender and hard.

Yang Qing took a deep breath and spit it out softly.

She hadn't forgotten to touch her chest, and then the smile on her cheek floated.

I really didn't think I could laugh at it.

At this moment, this person suddenly floated up, suddenly grabbed Yang Qing's buttocks, grabbed it fiercely, and suddenly floated away.

The smile on Yang Qing's face suddenly stiffened and condensed.

Wusheng hugged her hard.

Her screams were already wafting in the cold wind, evil and eerie.

"Little brat, the old lady will still look for you, if you pinch the old lady 3,499 times, you will definitely get back 34,990 times."

Yang Qing suddenly closed her eyes, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"You'd better sleep and wake up, my mother will look for you at any time."

......。

The voice had drifted away, and fear had been rising and falling in my heart for a long time.

Yang Qing struggled to hold on to lifeless, as if a person who was about to drown was holding on to a piece of driftwood, and he didn't dare to let go, not for a moment.

The residual lamp is fluttering in the cold wind, this person may come over at any time, will he come over after a while, and he will always be behind?

At all times, he will reach out his hands and pinch his ass, neck, and arms,......。

Yang Qing didn't want to think about it anymore.

This kind of life is really a kind of pain and suffering, a kind of fear and suffering.

She stared at Lifeless Cheeks.

There was not a trace of change in the hard, calm and steady cheeks of the stone statue, no pain, no fear, nothing.

She wouldn't be without it, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to have a few more than during the day, shallow and long.

Each one was filled with an indescribable fear and panic.

Wusheng sighed deeply and caressed her body, which did not speak, his hand had heard.

That kind of panic and fear doesn't have to be expressed with your mouth.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine."

Yang Qing tried to squeeze out a smile, "I'm not afraid, not at all." ”

Her body trembled as she spoke.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine."

Yang Qing tried to open her mouth, but she didn't say anything for a long time, as if she couldn't say it anymore.

When you are afraid and panic about something, sometimes you not only have no strength, but you will also be unable to speak, especially the fear and panic that go deep into the body and soul, which makes you unable to live and enjoy the pleasure and excitement of living.

Yang Qing is undoubtedly like this now, she can't do it anymore, it seems that she can't do anything anymore.

Her heart, her soul, seemed to have been frightened alive by that word.

Wusheng hugged her in his arms and didn't say a word.

In the dark night, if a woman is extremely panicked and afraid, the man next to her must hug her, because she really needs to be hugged, she really needs to be calm, and hugging such a woman will not make her lack anything, nor will she regret it.

The sky was faintly dark, and the cold wind was still howling, without the slightest intention of stopping.

The lantern shakes in the cold wind, not violently, and does not need to be violent.

This was enough to make the heart of the living shake violently, and the heart of the dead had calmed down, and there was not a trace of shaking, and the blood was still drifting, drop by drop.

It is like spring rain, drifting to the earth drop by drop, making the land soft, energetic and vibrant.

The man did not move, not the slightest move.

The vomiting has ended, but the vomiting is still there, and it has not faded for a long time.

Liu Ecstasy walked out against the icy cold wind, staring at the dead man hanging under the plaque.

But there was pity and sympathy in his eyes.

She gently took the man off and put it on the ground, the man's eyes were vaguely staring ahead, why did he keep staring? There is not a hint of distraction.

Liu ecstasy couldn't bear to look at it, and gently closed the man's eyes.

She stared at Xu Dalu, who was still Dalu.

The road-like cheeks had become extremely stiff and cold.

"This man is dead, but you are alive."

Xu Dalu nodded.

"So it's about living well, isn't it?"

Xu Dalu nodded.

"To be alive is to think about how to make yourself comfortable, isn't it?"

Xu Dalu nodded.

"It's not a place to be comfortable."

Xu Dalu nodded.

Liu was silent.

She picked up the bones, walked into the house, and suddenly fell down again.

The bones were already cold, cold and hard, without a trace of heat, the blood was not flowing violently, but the tongue was shaking fiercely.

The young man slammed into the wall and fell to the ground screaming.

It was as if he couldn't stand this pressure, and he had been crushed to death by this pressure.

At this time, a person drifted in the cold wind, like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground.

He held Xu Dalu's hand tightly and was speechless for a long time.

They also seem to have a strange kind of communication, and they can understand each other's hearts without words.

The fear on Xu Dalu's cheeks gradually faded, and he sighed deeply before nodding.

Scud nodded, and threw the two bones over his shoulder, clearing the ground.

Drifted out against the cold wind.

Liu Ecstasy sighed deeply and walked in.

Before they could go in, someone had already walked out, a few dressed plainly, without a trace of luxury, and the rags on their waists were still shaking in the cold wind.

They are also very young, every muscle in their body is very powerful, no matter what kind of girl can find vitality in their body, a kind of strength and vitality unique to young people, there will never be a trace of tiredness, and they will definitely be satisfied and more satisfied.

The lonely lamp is still flickering, and people are already staring at Xu Dalu.

Are they in the official family? Why stand in the cold wind and endure torture?

The wind is still howling, and there is no stopping, just like the tragic story here, there will not stop for a moment.

Liu Ecstasy walked in and returned to the house.

The chill in the room was even more vicious, and the fire did not writhe violently, as if it could no longer drive away the chill.

Liu ecstasy put a few sticks of charcoal into the fire, leaning softly against the side, as if he didn't want to move.

There was already a figure shaking in the corner of the wall, and the dark shadow floated ghostly and stopped not far away.

Liu Ecstasy didn't raise his head, let alone look there.

One person, one knife.

Pitch black man, pitch black knife.

The man stared at Liu Ecstasy, as if he was surprised, and as if he was afraid of something.

"You've seen the mystery in this dog meat?"

Liu Ecstasy nodded.

"You should know how to do it, too?"

Liu was silent.

She didn't know how to do it, because she really didn't know what was going on.

Everyone here seems to be living with a mask, living very carefully and fearfully.

Maybe only she didn't wear a mask, and others could see what kind of face she was, but she couldn't see other people's faces.

She gasped silently, staring at the fire as if admiring its distress.

The man walked over to the pot of dog meat and placed it on the fire, and he did not take away his hand, nor did he have a trace of pain on his cheeks, but he did not want to take it away.

Liu ecstasy stared at him, with pity and sympathy in his eyes, "I know how to do it, I'm waiting for you here." ”

The man nodded slightly, the dog meat was already hot, his hands seemed to be burned, and the cold sweat on his forehead had rolled down, "Do you know who I am?" ”

Liu ecstasy stared at the man.

This man was one of the three knives that killed the proprietress in death.

"You're from the Blue Dragon Dart Bureau."

The man nodded, "I'm from the Blue Dragon Dart Bureau, one of the seven knives in the Green Dragon Dart Bureau." ”

Liu ecstasy nodded.

She walked over to the table, took out an empty glass, filled it with wine, and handed it to the man.

For this man must have something to say, and he himself must hear.

The man drank all the wine in his cup and stared at Liu Ecstasy, "Do you remember the Eagle Mountain Dart Game?" ”

Liu ecstasy nodded, and there was already a look of pain in his eyes.

This reminded her of Eagle San, who has a short beard and likes to touch it a few times when he has nothing to do.

On a cold morning, he hired a sedan chair to come and take him away.

Liu Ecstasy sighed deeply, "This person must be a good bodyguard." ”

"Yes, a good hand."

Liu ecstasy nodded, silent, and poured another cup for the man.

"On the day of the dart, find us in the dart game." The man smiled, smiling very desolate and sad, "Say that if you can't finish this dart, you will be picked up by the Qinglong Dart Bureau." ”

Liu was surprised, did Ying San at that time understand that he would not live long?

It was precisely because he didn't live long that he found the Qinglong Dart Game.

"He already knows he won't live long?"

"Yes." The man stared at Liu Ecstasy and sighed deeply, "That's why they're looking for us." ”

Liu ecstasy hung his head and pondered.

The man put the cup down, stared at the dog, blinked, and suddenly put a piece in his mouth.

"Eagle Three not only asked to pick up your dart, but also asked the people in the Eagle Three Dart Bureau to take it."

Liu lost his mind and waited for the man to continue.

"So the people in the Qinglong Dart Bureau are divided into two, and there are two darts, one is you."

"What about the other place?"

"The other is guarded by the green dragon."

"Are the people at Eagle Mountain Safe House?"

The man nodded, "They're safe, but ......." ”

"But you're not safe anymore, aren't you?"

"Yes, because this dart is really dangerous, and so are you."

Liu Ecstasy understands this danger, and the existing crisis outside may not be frightening, but the invisible is frightening.

"So you guys came up with dog meat to tell me the news."

"Yes, but ......."

"But everyone else is very careful, and they are already watching you."

"Yes, this time several of us are really dangerous, and those who come here don't know if they can go back alive."

Liu Ecstasy nodded, "You also know who the dart is?" ”

"I don't know, this person met Eagle San once, paid the money and left,"

Liu ecstasy nodded.

She had learned that the people who played the darts would not tell them who they were.

Who is this person? Parting mantra people?

She stared at the dark sky and suddenly remembered someone.

Sword King, a sword is worth a thousand gold in the Spring Festival.

She sighed deeply, wishing he had been tortured less.