Leng Jiuming's slender and bony hand suddenly stopped when he was about to touch the red silk, he withdrew his hand, turned around and said coldly to Hua Wuying: "I don't agree with your proposal." ”

Hongyan was still in the secret joy that finally moved Leng Jiuming, and she didn't understand why Leng Jiuming suddenly stopped, let alone what Leng Jiuming and Hua Wuying said meant, but she didn't have time to think about it, Leng Jiuming had already turned around and shot again, this time he shot was different from the last time, this time, the cold thousand-year-old cold silk in his hand was thrown towards Hongyan with cold killing intent.

Hongyan didn't expect that there would be a man who would turn a blind eye to her beauty, and even be indifferent to her charming style, and even that he would kill her, her eyes were filled with horror, but it did not affect her judgment. She immediately popped out several sharp long needles from between her fingers, and when Leng Jiuming threw off the long needles with thousand-year-old cold silk, she had already jumped from the soft collapse to the windowsill, whistled with her fingers, and sounded the code.

After Hongyan's whistle, Hua Wuying heard footsteps downstairs, and there were about a dozen people approaching listening to the footsteps, she glanced at Leng Jiuming beside her a little helplessly, and said, "It seems that this fight must be fought." ”

Hua Wuying knew that Hongyan was interested in Leng Jiuming, although this made her feel very uncomfortable, but now Leng Jiuming's injuries had not healed, she originally planned to let Leng Jiuming pretend to be confused by Hongyan, first ask about the whereabouts of the Dry Bone Frost Flower, and take advantage of Hongyan's unpreparedness to attack her, but who knew that Leng Jiuming still gave up this shortcut at a critical time.

"You asked me to pretend to be interested in others?" Leng Jiuming glanced at Hua Wuying, his tail note rose slightly, and there was an indescribable charm in danger, "I don't think this is a good method, and I don't want to take such a shortcut." After Leng Jiuming finished speaking, he kicked away the soft couch where Fang had just been lying down, and shook off the cold thousand-year-old cold silk in his hand, he was ready to meet the enemy.

The corners of Hua Wuying's mouth hooked slightly, shook off the thousand-year-old cold silk in her hand, and stood beside Leng Jiuming, she picked up the thousand-year-old cold silk and fell, and the thousand-year-old cold silk rolled over the guqin on the side, slamming it on the ground, and the long qin made a few dissonant rhythms, which broke into a mess of sawdust in the place.

Hua Wuying will not let go of Hongyan, neither will Leng Jiuming, there are still wounds on their lips, and the faint smell of blood from the other party, Hongyan is trying to control them through ecstasy and bewilderment, so that they can kill each other, based on this alone, Leng Jiuming and Hua Wuying will not let her go.

Soon, more than a dozen people who were summoned by Hongyan had already formed a circle, all of them were young and beautiful women without exception, wearing transparent gauze skirts, which were very similar to the boneless dresses that Hua Wuying saw in Shuiyue Palace, this faint beauty was fatal to any man, not to mention that they still had blades in their hands and endless killing intent in their eyes.

But Leng Jiuming is different from other men after all, which may make them unable to concentrate on the enemy, but for Leng Jiuming, their beautiful faces and their slender bodies are just dust in Leng Jiuming's eyes.

"Array!" Hongyanjiao shouted, and more than a dozen women actually tore off the light gauze skirts on their bodies at the same time.

It turned out that the light gauze skirts on their bodies turned out to be a long light yarn entwined, and after tearing it off, they threw the light yarn in their hands and hung it on the beams, and rose up one by one, their smooth skin was like silk, and they walked on the criss-crossing light yarn one by one, surrounding Hua Wuying and Leng Jiuming, so that they had no way out.

In Leng Jiuming's eyes, the beautiful figures were no different from dead corpses, neither he nor Hua Wuying had ever thought of finding a way out, all they had to do was kill, kill them, destroy the buildings, and then look for the Dry Bone Frost Flower!

Hua Wuying and Leng Jiuming threw out the thousand-year-old cold silk in their hands at the same time, the temperature in the air dropped suddenly, and the two figures, one red and one white, jumped high, and in an instant, the room sounded the sound of various blades clashing, and the golden rays of the thousand-year-old cold silk, the dense palm wind, the sword light and sword shadow, wrapped the shadows in the room that were constantly flying.

After destroying that guqin, Hongyan had no way to play the Ecstasy song anymore, even if the guqin was still there, she also knew that Hua Wuying and Leng Jiuming could break into the room unharmed without being controlled by her previous piano singing, so they would not let her have a chance to use the Ecstasy song against them again.

In the room, in addition to the sound of swords and fists and feet, there is also the hissing sound of light yarn rubbing, those slender women then criss-cross the light yarn entrenched in the entire room, that is their jade girl formation, in their formation, there has never been any man who can escape, to be precise, the man who came to the building, no one can escape from Hongyan's hands, Hongyan generally does not need them, let alone this jade girl formation.

Hongyan is among these dozens of women, her appearance is the most beautiful, her figure is the most slender, and her shot is the most ruthless, what is frightening is not how ruthless she is, but no matter how ruthless the moves in her hands are, her beautiful face is still smiling, and her eyes are still full of charm, as if what she wants to do now is not to kill the enemy, but to dance, and dance for her sweetheart with affection.

With a beautiful face, a slender figure, and an infinitely seductive dance, she is still the most dazzling one in a group of women with skin like condensed fat, even if she has more red silk wraps on her body than other women, but if you let men choose, I believe that men in the world will not hesitate to ignore other women and only concentrate on her alone.

However, Hongyan's charming song and dance is obviously not the right time, and he also chose the wrong object, Leng Jiuming was not only moved by this peerless dance, he was like a phantom, and the sharp and cold palm wind did not leave any room, every time he flashed the phantom, there was a palm wind blowing, and the palm wind was like an ice knife and frost sword, mercilessly cutting through the criss-crossing light veil At the same time, it also cut the throats of those beautiful women with unmistakable accuracy.

No matter how beautiful her face is, no matter how slender her figure is, and no matter how affectionate her eyes are, in Leng Jiuming's eyes, she is no different from the dust that can't enter his eyes, and these beautiful women naturally have no temptation for Hua Wuying, and those women who don't return to the forest never thought that there would be women entering.

Leng Jiuming's blue eyes were as blue as the sea, the palm wind was fierce, and the thousand-year-old cold silkworm thrown out of it took people's lives mercilessly, and the thousand-year-old cold silk thrown in Hua Wuying's hand was hung on the beams of the house, and he used his strength to walk on the road built of criss-crossed light yarn, and fought with the women who did not return to the forest.