When this feminine white hair is not stained, there is also a greedy look in his eyes. This is interesting, ordinary men see the beauty of the alluring city, it is normal for people to have this greed, but a eunuch, how to enjoy it?

Although there is only one eye, it is such an eye, and the observation and insight are countless times greater than the eyes of others. Although he is not sure what his relationship with Buzhi is, since it is possible that the two have had hair, how can other men be so unscrupulous.

His eyebrows furrowed, his one eye showed dissatisfaction and ferocity, and he said in an unkind tone: "That eunuch, yes, it's you." You lifeless thing, who would dare to show such covetous eyes to my lady if you have the courage to do so!"

Hearing the delusion and insulting himself, the anger and dissatisfaction of the feminine white hair immediately showed on his face. His hand was raised slightly, and without waiting for the attendant to bring his face over, he slapped it directly on his thigh.

Then, hearing the sharp voice of the feminine white hair, he scolded: "Bold, where did the little beast come from, dare to talk to the miscellaneous family like this." Come on, tear this guy's mouth for the miscellaneous family!"

As soon as the words fell, the four entourages left the team and rushed towards them with weapons in hand. Without making a move, and without waiting for the four of them to rush in front of the delirium, the three short swords that were silent attacked again with the sound of breaking wind.

Three short swords against four followers, and these four people were all first-class masters of the Flood Desolation Realm, but they were entangled by three short swords.

When I saw it, I couldn't help but laugh, it was all sarcasm.

"I said, old eunuch, don't go out with a mastiff, lead a group of pugs and swagger through the market, aren't you afraid of people's jokes?"

Seeing that his subordinates were not angry, and this white-clothed one-eyed imp was so sarcastic, her feminine white hair was short of breath, and her chest was constantly rising and falling. He pointed his finger at the delirium, trembling slightly, you have been for a long time, and you have not said a complete sentence after all.

The man in black on the side of the feminine white hair couldn't help but sigh when he saw such a scene. Hearing the sigh of the man in black, the feminine white hair glanced over in an instant, and said in a commanding tone: "You, don't do it yet!"

The man in black sighed helplessly, although he was unwilling, it was not good to disobey his order after all. The figure of the man in black flashed, his palms were holding in Qi, and he attacked the three of them who were silent.

"Kill, kill that stinky boy in white!"

Hearing the words of the feminine white hair, Bu Dye was the first to be unhappy, and was about to stop in front of the delirium, but he was pulled by the jade arm. When I turned around, I saw the lover smile and shake his head.

The black-clothed man's palm wind was getting closer and closer, and he stood in front of him with a smile on his face before he was delusional, and in the next moment, he turned into a white shadow and disappeared.

What I saw afterwards was that it was a delusional flying body and a kick against the man in black.

Bu Ran was still worried, and took a few steps forward, but was stopped by Leng Bu Si. Leng Buhe smiled and said softly: "Although I am not familiar with the girl, the girl can trust this kid." This kid, you can't fight, save your life, no one can match. ”

Buyan listened, nodded, and calmed down. The words were said coldly, but in a blink of an eye, he felt that his words were quite problematic. The stinky boy's ability to save his life is indeed not bad, but didn't he almost die under the incense poison of Mrs. Huaying?

There is no room for any more cranky thoughts, and the two shadows, one black and one white, have been entangled together. Both of them are first-class snitches, and their bodies are so strong that they are out of reach with the naked eye.

And on the side of the feminine and white-haired side, seeing that the man in black couldn't help it, he was even more angry. The feminine white hair looked at the cold wind again, and said, "You still don't make a move?" Arrest that little girl to the miscellaneous family, the miscellaneous family wants to live, and you are not allowed to hurt her face!"

Although he is not willing to listen to the call of this feminine and white-haired man, he also has indescribable displeasure in the face of undyed and urging the cold wind. Immediately, the short knife was in his hand, and his eyes were fierce and unstained.

After all, Leng Buyu didn't know how to cultivate, and said: "Standing behind me, no one can hurt you." ”

The words that are silent are indeed arrogant, but they are not half a penny. But he shook his head slightly, and said, "Thank you, Lord Leng, the slave family is not so weak." The slave's knife has been returned to the sect, and Lord Wangleng should borrow a weapon. ”

It is rude to ask a swordsman to borrow a sword. Since this girl is inextricably linked to delusion, Leng Bu nodded without a mustard, and then took out the black sword to break the army and handed it to Buzhi.

Buyan took the sword respectfully, held the black sword to break the army, loosened his fingers and grasped it, and weighed the weight, just the right benefit, worthy of the divine soldier.

Seeing that Buyan was holding a sword in his hand, he was not bullying her, so he urged Hanfeng to smile, and then said: "Little lady, you are ......"

Without waiting for the cold wind to say anything, Buyan interrupted her, sneered, and said, "In the end, I am my mother-in-law, or are you my mother-in-law, really long-winded, look at the sword!"

Then, no more nonsense, a sword stabbed at the dying cold wind. The gaze of the cold wind was even more ferocious, and the short knife in his hand kept changing tricks to block and then attack.

Watching this beautiful woman fight silently, he observed for a while and couldn't help but admire. The ability to urge the cold wind is not bad, but the last few times, it seems that there is a demon in the heart, and the cultivation has been suppressed. Such a martial artist who can't concentrate is disdainful of being silent. He was disdainful, and the cold wind could not threaten him. But even if it is the current cold wind, it is still not a problem to fight with ordinary people in the middle and lower levels of the flood.

Now it seems that Bu Zhan is holding a black sword to break the army and fight with the cold wind, and he is not at a disadvantage, which seems to be indeed good. Leng Buzhi thought again, if this Buzhi held the treasure knife of the Peach Blossom Temple, then the life-threatening cold wind did not know if it would be pressed and beaten.

After the three short swords teased the four followers, they flew back to Leng Buyu's side, and Leng Buyu only held one of them. Then he couldn't help frowning as he looked at the black and white shadows flying around on the rooftop, stepping on the broken tiles.

Look at it like this, premature delusion is at a disadvantage. I looked at it a few more times and saw the clues. Everybody reads

The white robe of the young son was empty, and he thought that his hidden weapons were all detained in the Peach Blossom Temple. But thinking about it, Leng Bu couldn't help laughing, he laughed at the people of Peach Blossom Nunnery, who didn't know the goods.

With a wave of his hand, the two short swords flew towards the black and white shadow.

With a glance of his eyes, he saw the flying sword. If you see it, the man in black will naturally see it. Delusional grabbed the flying sword, how could the man in black give him a chance, and he also grabbed it.

I don't know if it's because of the black and white shadow fight, which caused the surrounding airflow to be chaotic, and the flying sword trembled, obviously losing the previous momentum of breaking the wind.

After the man in black was in an untimely position, he once again took it in his palm and slapped it out. A blood-red palm mark hit the delirium, and the white robe of the delusion was without the large number of hidden weapons from before, and there was no way to resist.

In desperation, I can only sigh.

When the man in black saw this, he thought he had given up. But at this moment, thinking that his eyes were dazzled, this fool was a few positions ahead of him again in an instant, and the two short swords were already in his hands at this time.

The man in black tossed and tumbled in the air and fell back to the ground from the roof. He looked up at the delusion who was still on the roof, his eyes full of disbelief.

The man in black really couldn't figure out how he avoided his eyes and distanced himself again at the moment when he was about to catch up with his delirium.

Seeing the appearance of being out of breath and struggling, I thought it was also a rather physically exhausting body.

Seeing that there was a weapon in his hand, there was a sneer in the eyes of the man in black. Then, with both hands flung to the sides, two long spikes slid out from the inside of the wrist guard. Then, he turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the delusion.

The feminine white hair saw that the man in black did not take advantage of the cold wind, and his eyes were indignant and quite dissatisfied.

"Waste, what useless waste!"

Hearing this feminine white hair scolding there, I thought it was funny to be silent. He threw away the short sword in his hand, and said disdainfully at the feminine white hair: "Old eunuch, how many of them are busy, what about you?"

Hearing the last two words of Leng Buyu deliberately biting, the feminine white hair couldn't help but move his eyelids slightly, but he calmed down a little. The feminine white hair clenched his fists, and then, from between the two rows of teeth, he bit out one word after another: "Zai, it's it, he!"

After receiving the order, all the entourages shouted "promise" in unison, and they all swung their swords and surrounded Leng Buyu.

Leng Bu was speechless and motionless, allowing these people from the inner mansion to trap him in the center. After counting, there were thirteen people in total, which was really an enviable and unpleasant number.

All the entourages were accompanied by shouts, and one by one, Qi Yuan slammed up, and the powerful moves hit Leng Bu silently. At the moment when he was attacked by the fire, he was silent and put away the cynicism and evil spirit.

His body spun, and the ice-blue cloak that covered his entire body floated. He held the short sword in his left hand, and drew the soft sword at his waist with his right hand to look at the mountains and rivers.

If they are alone, these people are not worried. Two or three together, cold and silent. But thirteen people cooperated tacitly and made moves at the same time, which was indeed unexpected by him, and the pressure should not be underestimated.

The soft sword in his right hand was whipped around his body like a whip, drawing a silver circle and striking everyone in the neck. The short sword in his left hand shot out, and it also flew around as his body spun, with the aim of destroying everyone's hamstrings.

Previously, the three short swords could still toss four followers, but now the two swords are out together, and these followers can release and collect moves, and when they are threatened up and down, they hurriedly retract their moves, and their bodies retreat.

The cold shot is not a receipt, there is a shallow one, the left foot was not withdrawn in time, and the Achilles tendon position was directly cut by the short sword.

If it's just like that, Leng Bu is naturally cheap, but sadly, it is this contemporary sword saint who also hangs the color.

The injured one is a junior whose cultivation is still shallow, and the one who fights through Leng Buyu's shoulder is also a junior who is still shallow in cultivation. The left shoulder of the ice-blue cloak was blood-red.

Injuries, pain. But on his silent face, there was excitement.

"Old eunuch, if these people are all dead, you will also die in Hanshu City, this business is not the loss of this seat!"

Seeing that Leng Buyu was injured, and he was so ashamed to speak, the feminine white hair couldn't help frowning, and he was even more displeased.

"Hmph, you little doll, you are not very good, but your tone is not small. Don't work hard Little Sword Saint, Little Sword Saint, know the times......"

The feminine white hair was about to take the opportunity to preach, but Leng Buyi's laughter came again, and the feminine white hair couldn't help but stop talking, staring at Leng Bu with some confusion.

Leng Buyu suppressed his laughter, then sighed and said, "Know the current affairs, villain behavior, that's all." ”