The girl in Tsing Yi is holding the blood-stained broken armor, the girl is like a tall king, scanning her subjects, looking at these "subjects" who have been cut off by herself, there is a light in the girl's eyes, when the girl's eyes are looking for these "subjects", when some of the most broken pieces enter the eyes of the girl, the girl will shake her body happily, pick it up gently, as if she is taking care of a baby, everything is so careful.

Fragments of shattered armor stuck to the girl's face, enjoying the light fragrance on the girl's body and the murderous aura hidden deep in her eyes!

It's hard to believe that the girl in front of her, who is so fond of these unattractive armors, is the one who has just cut off the horse twice without even noticing it, and if you replace the blood-stained fragments in the girl's hands with glittering jewels or cute and fluffy dolls, people will sigh, what a lovely girl!

And Zheng Que just stared at this "Lu Jiu", does Lu Jiu's slightly neutral face make people feel like this? The answer is no. In Zheng Que's eyes, Lu Jiu's most suitable fit is to condescendingly scorn someone and then scold the other party's bedbugs, but this Lu Jiu will not do it, although Zheng Que is a little disappointed, but he is very relieved, and now, he is not so relieved.

This "Lu Jiu" is obviously fundamentally different from Lu Jiu, that is, the essence of the temperament is different from the inside out, one is like the blazing sun, which makes the people who see it warm, although this sunlight may incinerate everything at any time, and the other is like a girl next door in a confused period, although there are some missing roots, but she knows what she should do.

Lu Jiu wiped the fragments off his body, stuffed them into his belt piece by piece, and looked at the horse, the contempt in his eyes had disappeared, and it turned into a kind of joy.

"Thank you. ”

The girl said so, holding her stomach and holding her head, the look on her head was obviously stunned, what the hell is going on with this person?

The girl carried the Xuanyuan Sword that overflowed with pitch-black sword qi, and ran towards Zheng Que in a hurry, like a girl dancing to music, from time to time she took a step forward and a step back to the tune that suddenly hummed from her mouth, and turned around when she came to Zheng Que.

"Why don't you bring a sword?"

"Why do you want to bring a sword?" Zheng Que looked at the person in front of him, he had a feeling that was both strange and familiar.

The girl pouted, "But the man told me that his husband told him that a gentleman should bring a sword!" The girl's voice was a little loud, as if she was angry with Zheng Que, but more like a little girl who had just come out of a prison in captivity, feeling that the outside world was different from her imagination and was naïve with herself.

Zheng Que raised his eyebrows, I... It shouldn't be considered a gentleman, right? Mr. is a saint, right? That's right, Zheng Que shook his head, interrupted his thoughts, and looked at this girl who was a little angry, although she was Lu Jiu's body, but Zheng Que couldn't treat her as Lu Jiu.

"You like swords very much?" Zheng Que asked, he didn't know why he asked this, but he just wanted to ask, and he secretly wanted to ask.

The girl nodded without hesitation, smiling brightly at Zheng Que, Zheng Que knew, she was not only different from Lu Jiu now, but also different from the "Lu Jiu" who did it with a sentence just now, the person in front of Zheng Que was just a little girl, and the killing god who didn't know where he came out just now.

"Let's go play together? The girl said suddenly, and took Zheng Que's hand.

Before Zheng Que could answer, the girl took the lead in speaking, "Okay! ”

The long-bearded scholar smiled and bent over, and whispered to the girl, "Miss, 7953rd Street is all the property of the Zhou family, if Miss brings friends, you can play here." ”

"I see. The girl waved her hand impatiently, and the long-bearded scholar smiled helplessly, and retreated from the shadows on the side of the road.

The girl ran behind Zheng Que, looked at the girl vigilantly, and pouted, "I don't like her." ”

"I don't like it either. Zheng Que replied, not paying attention to the girl's murderous gaze.

"But we have one more person to wait. Zheng Que looked behind him, dense ghosts were surrounding them, and there was a bustling noise behind those ghosts, Lan Hong didn't keep up, mainly because he couldn't keep up with him, and he didn't deliberately wait for him.

"Who are you waiting for?" Lu Jiu followed Zheng Que's gaze, and then quickly understood, and suddenly realized, "That guy who plays with puppets." ”

Multiply!

The transparent flames burned from the horse's body to the ground, burning the bluestone slab with a disgusting scorching smell, which was not the smell of a floor, it was the smell of the corpse being burned, and the pungent smell of burning grease under the human skin.

Strands of silk threads stretched out from the neck of the horse to take his head back, the horse's hands were slightly bent, leaning forward, two bone spurs that did not belong to the structure of the human body stretched out from under the cortex at his wrist and were held in his hands, the horse stared at Lu Jiu deadly, he did attack this woman in the daytime, and he was ready to be killed by her here, this is the self-esteem of the gatekeeper of the secret land of Fengdu, he did something wrong, just died, but the other party did not kill himself.

The other person killed herself, not by releasing the water by herself, but by her before she even had time to use all her strength! No, she had tried her best to defend, but she was still killed by her! This is not a power that Qi cultivation can have, even if the other party shows more than just sword qi in that picture scroll, but if she didn't have Xiao Xiaoxiao, Yan Xuan and Li Zilai, she wouldn't even be able to withstand the pressure of that monster, and she was actually blocked by such a person with a sword! This is not the day of himself, relying on the poor instinctive beast, although the current self has not yet reached the peak of midnight, he is still a monk in the Breaking Moment Realm, which is the most intolerable for himself, so he moved, and the momentum of his whole body climbed to the top of his current position, he wanted to kill the other party, and then take back the armor in her belt.

Lu Jiu frowned, there was a nasty gaze in his eyes, the long-bearded scholar appeared in front of the girl, protecting the girl behind her, the girl had no objections, the current horse really can't be messed with, Tang Xin can in the past, but now she can't, and Shabu, who is fused with Tang Xin, has no way to order the darkness as simply as then.

"Steward Liu, keep them from dying. The girl ordered to the long-bearded scholar, who stared at the horse and nodded with a smile at the girl, "It's okay in an hour, and then I'll need half a life to protect them, and then in a moment the young lady will let the master bury me in a place with a good view, preferably without sinister things." ”

"No problem. The girl readily agreed, and Steward Liu stroked the long beard to take in every movement of the horse, and the momentum on her body began to be restrained, ready to shoot at any time.

"Are you unleashing hostility on me?"

The girl's eyes once again appeared almost condensed into a substantial aura, the Xuanyuan sword overflowing with black sword qi stood on the side of the girl's hand, the girl at this moment did not have the feeling of warmth as the sun just now, the current girl is just a weapon, a weapon born to kill, a weapon made to kill.

Hot.

In the direction of the horse, the line of sight has been completely blocked by the high temperature, which is beyond the high temperature of the horse, the transparent flame is wrapped around the horse's body, and the silk thread on the horse is growing wildly, like the transparent flame waved by the tentacles of the octopus, where the silk tentacles pass, there is nothing left.

Cold.

Lu Jiu's direction, looking back through Lu Jiu, those dense ghosts have all turned into ice sculptures, and from time to time there are ice chips on these ice sculptures that seem to have been cut down by a sharp sword, with Lu Jiu as the starting point to fly backwards, and soon, the closest ice sculptures to Lu Jiu were turned into ice ballasts by the murderous aura emanating from the girl's body, and flew towards the next layer of ice sculptures, adding a lot of extremely beautiful snowflakes to these ice sculptures.

A flash of black light.

There was no sound of weapons colliding, whether it was Lu Jiu or a horse, a person stood between them, holding the bladeless Xuanyuan sword in one hand, and kicked the horse back to the place with one kick, the silk thread of the horse penetrated into the surrounding walls, and the whole person was dragged up by the silk thread, swaying slightly up and down in the air.

The pitch-black sword qi did not cut Zheng Que's palm, on the contrary, the pitch-black sword qi disappeared from the Xuanyuan Sword, Lu Jiu hurriedly ran to Zheng Que, took Zheng Que's hand, and let the Xuanyuan Sword that had lost control fall to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"Are you alright? don't hurt, or I'll be very sad. Tears overflowed from the corners of the girl's eyes, and she looked at Zheng Que's intact palm, her eyes were teary.

Now she's the same little girl again.

"Returnee, don't meddle in this matter, this is a battle between me and her dignity as a monk. Walking horse glared at Zheng Que, his eyes leaked with jealousy, obviously he knew Zheng Que's heels, but he was a little surprised, for the other party to be so surprised.

Dignity is that you bully a little girl who is lower than you?

Although Zheng Que wanted to ask like this, but just now this little girl only cut this guy into three pieces with two swords, although maybe she would cut the horse a few more times, but that was not what Lu Jiu should do, and the other party was not an existence that could be killed by common sense.

Zheng Que was silent, blocking in front of Lu Jiu, and the dead fish eyes were staring at the horse like this, which is to say that Lao Tzu and you are on the bar, and I am not happy to convince Lao Tzu.

Walking Horse There was uncertainty in his eyes, looking at Zheng Que's gaze, the mouth of Walking Horse made obscure words, Zheng Que frowned, the girl looked behind her, and the ghosts around her suddenly became furious, like worker bees ordered by the queen bee, roaring and killing the two from all directions.

Zheng Que swallowed her saliva, the girl snorted coldly, and she was about to kill the enemy with her sword, but Zheng Que stopped the girl, who looked at Zheng Que, Zheng Que glanced around, and muttered, "Fighting is a man's business, and women are good to cheer." ”

The girl looked at this man, stunned, coarse linen swept a flying imp to the ground, and casually blocked the girl under his clothes, at this moment the girl was no longer Lu Jiu's appearance, but a round-faced girl with green silk, with big watery eyes, red face I don't know if it was the original color, pink lips opened slightly, but I couldn't close, but I couldn't speak.

At this moment, Zheng Que no longer seems to be the 10,000-year-old dead fish eyes, his slightly fierce eyes are staring at the ghosts in the outside world that are rushing towards them, and when the man faces her, those eyes leak a trace of sadness and tenderness, which is the light of hope that does not give up from despair.

Under the coarse linen clothes, it seems that there is another world, a world that belongs to the two of them.