Chapter 305 meets again

Tang Shishi walked forward step by step with tears in her eyes.

It seems that fate is no longer in one's hands, and even choosing death cannot be done.

Ximen Shuai stood at the pinnacle of his life with the Five Poison Order.

He doesn't have a high place and is invincible, some just look at the world, and he is the only one.

The mine isolated everyone's sight, and it also completely stimulated Ximen Shuai's evil fire, which was a thrill he could never have dreamed of.

Even the excitement of the beast is not as good.

Ximen Shuai took off his clothes, although the mine was cold, but his heart was hot.

It was an indescribable wonderful, and he had been waiting for a long time.

Tang Shishi was standing opposite, with tears in the corners of her eyes, grievances, delicate, and beautiful.

But this kind of provocative appearance did not make Ximen Shuai soft-hearted, but became more and more excited and wanted to ...... Violate...... Crime.

Ximen Shuai couldn't wait to walk forward, but he didn't take two steps before he suddenly stopped, and he was very surprised.

A moment ago, Tang Shishi was still loveless, but in a blink of an eye, her expression changed.

Although there are still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, although he is still just as delicate and beautiful.

But she smiled, and when she smiled, she felt that spring returned to the earth, that a hundred flowers were blooming, and that the beauty of the world was gathered on her.

The eyes are not lifeless, but with surprise, with reassurance, and hope.

Ximen Shuai couldn't read this kind of information, nor could he feel this factor, he only felt that there seemed to be someone behind him......

Yes, there are people behind him, and not one, but three.

One is a monk, bareheaded, with a ring scar on his head, and a rosary in his hand, which may be the reason for the long time he played, and the surface of the rosary is unusually smooth, like a mirror.

Walking in the middle was a girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, fleshy, but not fat, with a good complexion and delicate complexion.

Childlike or something? Anyway, it's the kind that makes you impulsive right away.

This...... He's a goblin, too!

Ximen Shuai turned his gaze to the man on the left, who should be between thirty and forty years old.

Gentle and elegant, personable, every move has a special charm.

That's a kind of ...... Evil.

That's right, that's evil. Especially the eyes, it doesn't feel very reassuring.

Ximen Shuai stayed on him for the longest time, longer than the goblin.

Because Tang Shishi's eyes were also condensed on him.

"Funeral night?" Simon Shuai called out the name very naturally.

He wasn't sure if this was the Funeral Night's deity, but he knew that there were little Lori and the Great Monk on the same road as the Funeral Night.

So Ximen Shuai almost didn't guess much, and instinctively felt that the person disguised as a middle-aged man was a funeral night.

"Hahaha! It's really effortless to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, it seems that this is fate, I am looking for you all over the mountains, but I didn't expect you to hide under my nose!"

Simon Shuai smiled, from the bottom of his heart, because he was happy, because the funeral night was the key to whether he could stand at the peak of his life.

"Amitabha, the donor's sin is extremely evil, and it is time to go to the eighteen layers of hell. The great monk shook his robe and took the lead in attacking.

He...... I don't like BB.

This also came from the heart, because their conversation had been heard before.

I was very angry, so I made some preparations to deal with it before I showed up.

"Just you?" Ximen Shuai's long sword came out of its sheath, and the sword wind whirled, and he suddenly picked off the robe of the demon.

"The Sword of the Sword God?"

The great monk was a little shocked, and involuntarily took two steps back.

Is that...... Excalibur Villa's stunt!

Is that...... Sword God Xie Xiaofeng's housekeeping skills!

is different from Du Yitian's Thirteen Swords, at least Ximen Shuai's comprehension of swordsmanship and his own cultivation are far above Du Yitian.

Even if two sets of martial arts of the same level are displayed from different people and different cultivations, the effect is completely different.

Zheng!

The sword roared again, it was Sakura's golden snake sword, and the sword qi was released, like a python out of the wilderness, and many stones were smashed into powder.

The great monk also threw out the demon robe again, the golden wire was like a net, cutting the flesh and bones.

The three masters fought fiercely, and there were comings and goings, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

This level of battle funeral night is not available for the time being.

Xiuwei limited his adventures and also limited his impulses.

Tang Shishi floated over the heads of several people and came to the front of the funeral night.

Because there was an aura on Funeral Night that attracted her, she smelled it when she was collecting medicine at the medicine field, but she wasn't sure if Funeral Night was still here.

"We're meeting again!" Tang Shishi took off her indifferent face, and a kind of closeness emanated from her for no reason.

This kind of induction also happened to Funeral Night, but he knew that it was not because he was so charming that he could make people throw themselves into his arms, but because of the Five Poisons Sect's talismans.

"Your martial arts are so high, since you are unwilling, why don't you kill him?"

"The Five Poisons Order was forged with the blood of the ancestors of the Five Poisons Sect, and I can't resist it if it has a supreme will. Tang Shishi sighed, "This ...... Maybe it's just that I can't do it!"

When the two met for the first time, Tang Shishi asked him the same thing.

Don't do it, do it against your will.

The funeral night was full of mixed feelings, he thought of Qingyang Fengxue, thought of the ghost hand, and thought of himself.

Is it the truth? Is it the essence?

I don't know about the funeral night, and I don't want to guess.

It should be a very painful thing to do, whether it is the one who does it or the one who receives it.

In short, people's hearts are complex and changeable, and no matter how awesome they are, they may not be able to see through them.

Tang Shishi's face was a little pale, her injuries were not alleviated, but there was some slight deterioration in the troublesome incidents.

She is a system character, and she can't swallow the pill as the player does immediately.

"Amitabha meat, donor, you are heavy!"

The great monk was kicked by Ximen Shuai several times, and then slammed into the wall of the cave, looking very embarrassed.

Sakurako was also retreating step by step, and she was firmly suppressed by Ximen Shuai.

"You ...... Death today!" Ximen Shuai's long sword shook, and the orange sword qi was like a big dragon swinging its tail, which was unstoppable.

"The person you like is now close to me, and you are so satisfied with this green hat!"

Sakurako avoided Ximen Shuai's sword aura, not because of how dangerous her situation was, but because she couldn't get used to the funeral night and Tang Shishi's affection.

Whatever the purpose, I just can't get used to it anyway!

Ximen Shuai glared twice, and there was some resentment in his heart, but it was not as Sakura thought, he would be exposed and lose his mind.

On the contrary, Simon Shuai is very calm, unusually calm.

He held the Five Poisons Order, and then slowly pointed to the burial night, but his eyes kept falling on Tang Shishi.

"Kill him, it's an order!"

Ximen Shuai is not afraid, really, even in the face of two heroes.

(End of chapter)