"Wow, boy, die!"

"Wait!!"

It seemed that Yang Mingyu wanted to say something more, but Liu Kui, who had been carried away by anger, didn't want to listen to it at this time, and sixteen blood flame fists smashed straight down towards Yang Mingyu.

"There's someone behind you!"

Yang Mingyu pointed behind Liu Kui, at first Liu Kui thought it was Yang Mingyu's suspicious plan, but Xuan really noticed that a figure appeared behind him.

The figure had no breath to speak of, but it made his body stiffen, and even the fist that was about to smash to the ground was stopped by the stiffness of his body.

Immediately, a cold sweat broke out on his head and back, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying existence.

Liu Kui slowly turned his head to look at the figure, and under the moonlight, a mature female figure loomed.

Her body was plump and well-proportioned, like a delicate sculpture, radiating a unique brilliance in the moonlight. Her breathing was calm and steady, like waves gently lapping on the sand, with its own rhythm and rhythm.

Her hair was neatly and concisely cut, black and shiny like a waterfall, flowing between her white neck and waist, giving her an intellectual beauty. The neat hair fluttered gently in the breeze, forming a silent symphony with her breathing.

She wore a long dark dress, the hem of which gently rippled in the breeze, like ripples in the night. The long skirt can't hide her elegant figure that has been baptized by the years, but it makes her temperament quiet and elegant.

Viewed from behind, her shoulders are broad and straight, with smooth and graceful lines, like a carefully carved piece of jade, full of the tenacity and gentleness of a mature woman.

In her back, there is a calmness and calmness that has been precipitated over the years. Her every movement is so graceful and natural, like a natural landscape, which makes people feel calm and harmonious. Her posture is like a melodious poem, telling the story of women and praising their resilience and beauty.

"Big fat pig, I've said it all, come out and talk about the background, wow, our boss is here, your current opponent is her, good luck!"

Yang Mingyu looked at Liu Kui gloatingly, the other party couldn't care about him at this time, and hurriedly adjusted his body, looking at the beautiful figure as if he was facing a great enemy.

"You... You... You are Yang Lan, the soul envoy of Xinhai Town!? ”

Liu Kui looked at the visitor with a shocked expression, he didn't expect the other party to arrive here so quickly. Although he was able to know the details of Wu Chuang and the other soul masters, he didn't know anything about this Xinhai Town Soul Master.

It is rumored that she has reached the realm of the fifth grade, which is not a weak existence in the middle three realms, what a terrifying talent and strength it is, but at the age of thirty-five, she has already entered the middle three realms, which is really terrifying!

I'm just a six-grade combat power that doesn't last long, how can I fight?

Wait, she'll fly!?

"You... You... Can you fly? Flying in the air is a means only available to the powerhouses of the Upper Three Realms, could it be that you have already stepped into the Upper Three Realms!? ”

Liu Kui was horrified in his heart, and his face became distorted because of this terrifying thought, a thirty-five-year-old powerhouse of the Upper Three Realms? This is going against the sky!!

Yang Lan ignored Liu Kui's noise, but Yang Mingyu, who had already hid in the distance, was full of slander in his heart.

"What age is the pen, do you know the means of science and technology?"

Yang Mingyu glanced at the pair of black boots under Yang Lan's feet with some envy, flying in the sky, which man can resist such a temptation?

It's a pity that it's the latest psionic weapon, even ordinary soul suppressors may not be qualified to wear it, and this eldest sister of her own family is gifted and has extraordinary combat power, so she can be valued by the above, plus the background of my Yang family, otherwise I am afraid that I will not even be able to see this Sky Boot.

Yang Lan looked at Liu Kui indifferently, her eyes were unwavering, as if she was looking at a dead person.

Her eyes are large and bright, like a deep ocean, both unfathomable and charming, like two ancient lakes full of stories, serene and deep.

In the moonlight, her eyes would sparkle with a subtle glow, like the shimmering waves on the surface of a lake. When she looks at you, you will feel a deep attraction, as if you can see a mysterious world through her eyes and unconsciously fall into it.

Liu Kui was enraged by Yang Lan's indifferent eyes, he dared to look down on me!? I've got to make her look good! What about the upper three realms, it's a big deal that the fish die and the net is broken!

But suddenly, a louder and more powerful voice came out of his heart, as if to say, "The world is so wonderful, but I am so irritable, this is not good, it is not good......"

The appearance of that voice gradually eliminated the tyranny in his heart, and he fell into an eerie silence.

"Give up resistance, give up, sleep, sleep, mom is here, sleep, sleep, sleep......"

Liu Kui felt as if he had fallen into the warm embrace of his long-lost mother in the depths of his memory, and his consciousness gradually sank into it unconsciously, unable to extricate himself.

Not to mention the idea of resisting, even if he doesn't even have the idea of running away, now he just wants to lie in his mother's arms forever, even if he dies for it.

"Bad pen, there is a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell, you drill into it by yourself."

Yang Mingyu looked at Liu Kui, who suddenly did not move, and laughed secretly in his heart.

"This eldest sister of my own family is born with different pupils, not to mention that you, a guy who only entered the middle three realms by external force, even if you are an existence at the same level as her, it is difficult to resist her sinking pupil!"

Yang Mingyu, who has always watched the show, suddenly felt bored at this time, he thought that he could watch the eldest sister's head summon his soul to make a move, but he didn't expect this Liu Kui to be so can't help fighting, and he was done by this pupil technique before he made a move, which was really boring.

"Whether the fish dies and the net is broken, or the egg hits the stone, this is probably the so-called stupidity!"

Yang Lan seemed to be able to spy on Liu Kui's inner thoughts, and spit out a sentence lightly, the voice was like a glass of mellow red wine, flowing through her throat and sliding through her esophagus, warm and full of charm.

There is a kind of indifference and wisdom between her words, and the leisurely and unhurried tone is like a starry night sky, which makes people feel reassuring and comfortable no matter when and where.

Every word is like a finely ground pearl, sparkling and powerful, not dazzling, but enough to take your eyes off it.

"Alas, it's boring, it's so boring."

Yang Mingyu pursed his lips, and the posture of shaking his head and sighing had a feeling that the number one master in the world was in a cold place.

"Oh? Is it so boring? So let's have something interesting, shall we? ”

Suddenly, a sharp voice appeared in Yang Mingyu's ears, the voice was very close, it felt like it was talking in his ear, which frightened him and hurriedly ran into the distance.

"Oops, how can it be dropped, run and drop so fast?"

After escaping to a distance that felt safe, Yang Mingyu looked back and saw the appearance of the person who spoke, dressed in a black night suit, covering his head and covering his face, dressed as a ninja.

"Little devil?"

Yang Mingyu looked at this ninja with a look of surprise, as soon as he saw the other party's dress, he felt that something was surging in his body, as if he was about to explode at any time to destroy the person in front of him, this may be the national hatred and family feud engraved in the bones of the Qianguo people, and there is a buff bonus to fight the little devil Qianguo people.

"Ahhh

The ninja didn't care about Yang Mingyu's words, and walked in the direction where Liu Kui was.

"With your grandmother's legs, you still have to be polite to you little devils?"

Yang Mingyu felt the pressure brought to him by the other party, his spiritual power and physical strength in his body were too much now, and he really wouldn't necessarily be the opponent of this little devil, but he still had Yang Lan, the big Buddha, behind him, and it would not be a problem to deal with a little devil.

In the face of little devils, you have to scold when you should scold, and you have to beat when you should beat.

Regarding Yang Mingyu's scolding, the little devil ninja still didn't care, and continued to walk slowly towards Liu Kui.

"Wind Demon Kotaro, do you still dare to enter the territory of my Qianguo? Back then, your Hojo family wanted to enter our Qianguo to steal cultural relics, but they were almost wiped out by Commander Zhao, who was still young at the time and had just become a soul suppressor, and you still dare to come? ”

Yang Lan clearly recognized the person, Gujing Wubo's face finally showed a trace of expression, it was a kind of disdain, when she mentioned the Zhao commander, her eyes unconsciously revealed a trace of admiration, that expression only appeared on the little fans who chased stars, I didn't expect that there would be people who worshipped the soul envoys of the dignified generation of Xinhai Town.

On the contrary, when the wind demon Kotaro heard that name, his face under the black scarf was hideous, and his eyes revealed a crazy color... and deep fear.

"Hehe, so what, he's not in your Xinhai City at this time, I'm just here to get what I want, take it and leave, I don't believe he can still hunt me down to our Great Sun Empire."

Wind Demon Kotaro said that I don't know if he was saying it to Yang Lan, or if he said it to comfort himself, it was so empty under that tone, and there was no confidence at all.

"Hehe, if you want to take something on the land of my country, can you? You couldn't do it back then! ”

The disdain in Yang Lan's tone was even stronger, but Wind Demon Kotaro no longer maintained the calm he had just now, as if he had been broken by the name of Commander Zhao, and he was immediately enraged.

I really want to know who the commander of Zhao is, and he actually scared the wind demon Kotaro of the Middle Three Realms with just one surname, and he can no longer maintain the so-called bullshit demeanor.

I saw a dark and strange figure behind Wind Demon Kotaro, nearly three meters tall, with copper muscles and iron bones in his hands and feet, sarcoma all over his body, angry eyes and protruding eyes, a black mustache like a blood basin, and four fangs. It looks like an Antarctic fairy, and its nose is like a hanging gall.

"Roar~~~"

A roar is like a bell, which can be transmitted to a radius of five kilometers.