Gong Zhaoyu pinched the gold coin casually, slightly sideways his pretty face, squinted at Zhang Yan, and said happily: "Brother Zhang is really a villain, but I don't know if Brother Zhang is teasing Zhaoyu or provoking Zhaoyu?"

Zhang Yan stood up proudly, holding the thick-backed knife, and pointed obliquely at the ground: "Ha! The palace girl looks like a girl with a spring in her arms." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info others are just a casual joke, which can make you think about the gains and losses, and you can imagine how lonely your life is. ”

Gong Zhaoyu's face remained unchanged, and he still looked happy, but his beautiful eyes became more and more cold.

Zhang Remnant is in front, Park Baoying is behind, with Gong Zhaoyu's cultivation, even if she is really angered by Zhang Remnant, she does not dare to expose her back to Park Baoying, who is not weaker than her. She just shot at Zhang Yan with cold eyes, and didn't take the initiative to make a move.

This chamber is no more than the size of an ordinary two or three houses, and the gold already occupies a large space, so the area for people to settle down is even narrower. And in a small and enclosed space, it is even more thrilling to move, life and death are often only on the front line, and no one can afford to make any small mistakes. Otherwise, there will be no possibility of seeing the blue sky again.

Zhang Zhan didn't dare to move, because his rib injury was still there at the moment, if Gong Zhaoyu really risked his life to exchange his life with himself, with his current state, he didn't have the confidence to protect himself before Park Baoying's rescue.

Smiling slightly, Zhang Chuan chose to attack Gong Zhaoyu's momentum first: "Catching turtles in the urn, it is difficult to fly with wings, will the palace girl feel that these words are the truest portrayal of herself before she dies?"

Although Gong Zhaoyu was in an embarrassing situation, her expression was still happy, and under the attack of Zhang Chuan and Park Baoying, there was no abnormality on her beautiful face from beginning to end.

If he changed Zhang Remnant's words, he asked himself that he would never be able to do Gong Zhaoyu's "joy and anger". Seeing death as home, I have to say that Zhang Yan did express admiration in his heart.

The excitement of the beheading at the noon gate, Zhang Yan has actually seen a lot. Those death row inmates often shouted "Eighteen years later, I will be a good man again" before their execution, and then in exchange for the applause of the onlookers, and under the admiration of the onlookers like heroes, they generously accepted the punishment. In fact, everyone understands that the higher the executioner shouts, the more the words of pride and ambition roar, in fact, the more frightened he is, the more empty he becomes. After all, who is not afraid of death.

Without waiting for Zhang Yan to think about it, Gong Zhaoyu chuckled: "Don't say anything else, Brother Zhang really plays the role of the jumping clown perfectly." Hitting the person you used to look up to, will it be able to fill in the distorted inferiority complex in your heart?"

Zhang Yan laughed and said happily: "The more the palace girl scolds, the more relieved Zhang feels." Because I did!"

Gong Zhaoyu shook his head and said happily: "Poor you don't know the fact that you have been trampled under Zhaoyu in this life." ”

After finishing speaking, Gong Zhaoyu's delicate body leaned slightly towards Zhang Remnant's side, how could Zhang Remnant dare to let her "run thousands of miles" motionlessly, in these short steps, with Gong Zhaoyu's cultivation, it must be enough for her to gather all her body strength to roar.

With a loud shout, Zhang Yan took a step forward and held the knife in both hands like a Dongying swordsman. The thick-backed knife is picked obliquely from the bottom to the top, and if Gong Zhaoyu is castrated, he will be disemboweled.

She is so beautiful, will her blood be unusually red?

However, Zhang Zhan naturally knew that killing Gong Zhaoyu with one knife was tantamount to a fool's dream. Because under the fair state, it would never be possible to achieve such an impressive record if it was the Holy Father of the Dongying Sword. Zhang Zhan's purpose is very simple, as long as he can stop Gong Zhaoyu's footsteps, Park Bo-young will shoot at him and extricate himself from the threat of death.

Zhang Remnant stepped forward, gathered his strength, and even used the twisting of his waist to gather all the strength of his body on his hands. In the end, through the thick-backed knife, he made his offensive in one go and rolled towards Gong Zhaoyu like a thousand miles.

Zhang Yan really let it go, even if he was traumatized by Gong Zhaoyu's supreme skill under a hard touch, he could be regarded as a sure win. Even if he took this life, he still felt that it was worth it.

How do you know that Gong Zhaoyu seems to be menacing, but suddenly flipped over in the air, and replaced it with two lotus feet that stepped lightly on the blades.

Where did Zhang Chuan think that under his own momentum and sharp knife moves, Gong Zhaoyu didn't seem to be under any pressure at all. The thick-backed knife on the top was unavoidable, and it was stepped on by a pair of lotus feet by Gong Zhaoyu.

Zhang Yan thought that he would be shocked to vomit blood, but he didn't know that the true qi and strength he had condensed were all drained of his brain. Zhang Yan didn't know what was going on, and in shock, he could only subconsciously take a few steps back, lest he would fall into Gong Zhaoyu's way without knowing it.

After standing firmly, the frightened Zhang Yan had a feeling of belated fear. Because he's never had such an experience before,

In the past, even if the opponent was skillful, it was nothing more than a slash with his own sword.

Or some of the enemy's internal strength is a feminine path, and a knife is chopped, but it just feels like it is cut on the cotton wool, and it can't help it.

But this is the first time I've seen this kind of situation where I have swept away all my sword posture and skills.

Zhang Zhan's thoughts were just lightning and flint, and when he caught a glimpse of Gong Zhaoyu using the recoil power of the thick-backed knife to shoot towards the oncoming Park Baoying with a faster and more ferocious momentum, he suddenly thought of the weirdness of all his strength being "swept away" just now, and rushed out: "Be careful!"

Park Baoying understands it, but with the top mental method of yin and yang true qi to protect his body, he is not afraid of the courage of the artist.

Suddenly, a butterfly in a gorgeous palace dress was entangled with a phantom dressed in white like snow. Zhang Remnant saw four white and flawless crystal jade arms, overlapping and overlapping, shaking so dazzling that Zhang Remnant was dazzled.

The four slender and delicate jade hands, like picking tea with flowers, dance gracefully with slender and charming fingers, constantly coming and going, you advance and I retreat.

Not to mention how intoxicating such a scene is, because at this moment, Zhang Yan's heart is soft.

Whether it is Park Bo-young or Gong Zhao-yu, their beauty and skin are rare in the world and unparalleled in the world. At this moment, the struggle between them, under such a fierce movement, was able to make Zhang Zhan spy on their ordinary hidden arms, and Zhang Zhan really felt a feast for his eyes and enjoyed himself.

Anyone who has watched a small movie knows that wanting to show without revealing is more provocative than being directly real with a real gun. So it's no wonder that Zhang Remnant's observation is too strange, and he actually saw the fragrant charm of the dangerous handover.

The two separated suddenly, Zhang Chuan only felt unfinished, and said in a daze: "Why stop and continue!"

At the same time, the four eyes swept on Zhang Remnant's face, Zhang Remnant only felt a pain in his eyes, stepped back two steps, and was taught a small lesson by the two sisters.

But Zhang Yan still thinks it's worth it.