Chapter 25, Butterfly Dance

Butterfly Dance is a woman, a woman with a **** dance posture that is unparalleled in the world, this is a woman who has fallen into many heroes and heroes, famous sons.

Now Di Qinglin is on the chuang, there is a woman under him, a woman dressed in red, her skin is better than snow, her passion is like fire, and she is gentle like water, and now he is working this woman, but in his mind he thinks of another woman, a woman he saw at the banquet yesterday, the dancer who has been dancing in his mind now.

- Butterfly Dance, Butterfly Dance, where are you now?

The woman in red groaned happily and painfully, she had never seen such a strong desire on Di Qinglin's body, but she knew that there were two possibilities, first, a woman, and second, murder. The woman in red didn't know, she didn't want to ask, she didn't dare to ask, she didn't want to leave this man so soon.

Zhuo Donglai is not drunk, he knows that now is not the time to get drunk, even if he holds a celebration banquet, he will not get drunk, because he is a cautious person, so cautious that he will never give the opponent the slightest chance, so he has not missed it so far, and if he does not miss it, he will naturally not be defeated.

Over the years, many people have coveted Chang'an, but no one can snatch Chang'an from the hands of the big dart game. Chang'an's greatest power is always just the big dart game, at least before he dies, Zhuo Donglai can be sure of this.

Sima Chaoqun was not drunk either, although he had already drunk the wine in the crystal bottle, he was not drunk. The degree of Persian wine has never been high, so it is very difficult to get drunk, not to mention that his alcohol is very long, even if he drinks three or four jars of thirty-year-old wine, he will not get drunk.

It's just that although his people are not drunk, their words are already drunk, and he says something that is absolutely impossible to say in ordinary times, drunken words.

"I know Zhu Meng, and I know you, so I know that if it weren't for Zhu Meng's hand holding something in your hand, he would never have used such a stupid and stupid method to defeat us. He looked at Zhuo Donglai, his eyes were clear and sharp, and asked.

Zhuo Donglai and Sima Chaoqun have been friends for decades, he rarely shows this kind of look from Sima Chaoqun's eyes, but his expression is still very flat, it can be said that there is no expression at all, he just looked at Sima Chaoqun lightly, and said leisurely: "You are right, if I didn't hold Zhu Meng's handle in my hand, Zhu Meng may have taken the 3,800 subordinate disciples of the Lion Hall from Luoyang to Chang'an, and it is precisely because of that person in my hands that Zhu Meng did not dare to act rashly." ”

Sima Chaoqun still wanted to drink, but the wine had already been drunk by him, he sighed softly, and said: "Sure enough, so Zhu Meng definitely didn't dare to do anything to us on the surface, he only dared to ask someone to kill us." ”

"You're wrong, Zhu Meng didn't dare to do it, he just didn't dare to do it now. Zhuo Donglai calmly denied Ma Chao's judgment, and he said: "As long as Zhu Meng's plan succeeds, even if we kneel on the ground and beg Zhu Meng not to do it, he will definitely do it." ”

Sima Chaoqun was stunned for a moment, he was not stupid, and soon understood what Sima Chaoqun meant, and he said, "You mean that Zhu Meng has other plans." ”

Zhuo Donglai nodded: "He must have other plans, and I can be sure that this plan has something to do with a woman." ”

"Woman?" Sima Chaoqun was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of a woman, he stood up and said, "You said that it is a butterfly dance, a butterfly dance with a unique dance posture?"

"Yes, it's Butterfly Dance, although this woman is a biao, but Zhu Meng is so fascinated that she can't see the seven spirits. Zhuo Dong said very coldly, and said lightly: "Therefore, I don't know whether a person like Zhu Meng who is fierce and ruthless will rescue Butterfly Dance or kill Butterfly Dance after finding Butterfly Dance." ”

Sima Chaoqun couldn't answer this, but he finally had one more answer, he looked at Zhuo Donglai and said slowly: "People like us are ready to kill all the time, and we have to be ready to be killed all the time, but no matter what, no matter who wants to kill you, I will kill him for you, you are Zhuo Donglai is my brother of Sima Chaoqun." ”

Zhuo Donglai smiled slightly, Sima Chaoqun rarely saw Zhuo Donglai show this kind of smile, this kind of smile that was pure as a newborn baby without any calculation.

Zhuo Donglai looked at Sima Chaoqun and said: "We won't die, not only will we not die, but we will definitely win, and the one who loses must be Zhu Meng." ”

Sima Chaoqun didn't speak, he had nothing to say, and then he just had to work hard, for himself and for Zhuo Donglai.

Now there is only Zhuo Dong in the world who is worthy of his hard work.

Sima Chaoqun may be desperate in the future, but at least not desperately now, but Mo Dump Chi is different, Ink Dump Chi is desperate now, he has entered a room that symbolizes death, a room that can be regarded as the most dangerous and terrifying in heaven and earth.

There was a person in the room, and there was a person who Zhuo Donglai was very afraid of.

Without hesitation, Mo Dump Chi entered the room, and as the door of the room gradually closed, he had already seen the man, the man carrying the box.

- Xiao tears and blood.

Xiao Xiao's sword qi turned into blood. The sword is merciless, and the hero has no tears.

There may be many people in the world who carry boxes like Xiao Tears, but it is absolutely impossible to have a second Xiao Tears, just as there is only one Chu Liuxiang in the sky and on the ground, only one Xue Yiren, and only one Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng, they are the most unique and only existence in the world, and it is absolutely impossible for a second one to appear.

There was no past, and there will be no future.

Mo Dumping Chi saw Xiao Tears, and when he saw Xiao Tears, Xiao Tears' box was placed on the table, and his people were also sitting at the table, their eyes were already looking at him.

Xiao looked at Mo Dump Chi with tears and blood, and he saw Ink Dump Chi's face, which was handsome, but he didn't think it was very good. Mo Dumping Chi also saw Xiao Tear's face, Xiao Tear's ordinary face, but the eyes were different, the eyes were like a sword out of the sheath, it seemed that they could kill at any time, and they were all preparing to kill.

Mo Dump Chi has seen many celebrities, whether they are famous men or famous women, but none of them are the same as Xiao Tearblood, Xiao Tear is a very, very peculiar person, a judge who is almost like the underworld, and the box is the weapon in his hand, the weapon that sends people into the underworld.

Yang Jian had already lowered his head, he sat quietly on the chuang, he didn't dare to move, even if he already knew that Xiao Tear Blood was definitely not looking at him now, he still didn't dare to move, he was afraid, he was afraid that if he moved, he would be seen by Xiao Tear Blood, and once he was seen by Xiao Tear Blood, he might die in Xiao Tear Blood's hands.

Therefore, he now sat like a slave near Xiao Tear Blood.

The ink pouring pool has moved, his afterglow saw that the ink pouring pool has moved, he can see that the ink pouring pool is very casual and very relaxed, as if he doesn't care about Xiao tears and blood at all, and he is not afraid of Xiao tears and blood at all, Mo Tilt Chi casually moved a chair and sat not far from Xiao tears and Yang Jian, he glanced at Yang Jian, and then stared at Xiao tears and blood, smiled and said: " At noon today, when Zhuo Dong came to see Yang Jian, he already felt that Mr. Xiao was here, not more than halfway through, I know about it, I don't know if Mr. Xiao is gone, but no matter what, I have to give it a try, after all, it is not easy to find Mr. Xiao, fortunately, I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Xiao. He spoke very simply, and very casually, almost like a friend chatting, catching up with an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Yang Jian felt so, but he knew very well that the person in front of him was definitely not Xiao Tearblood's friend, and people like Xiao Tearblood generally had few friends. However, he didn't dare to speculate, let alone ask, he could only sit on the chuang honestly, trying not to attract the attention of either of the two people, Mo Dumping Chi and Xiao Tear Blood.

The ink pouring pool has been looking at Xiao Tear Blood, and Xiao Tear Blood has also been looking at the Ink Pouring Pool. He also had to admit that Mo Dump Chi was a strange person, he had seen a lot of people, killed a lot of people, but he had never seen a person who was not afraid of death at all like Ink Dump Chi, Mo Dump Chi seemed to think that he couldn't kill people at all, let alone kill him, but was this really the case?

Xiao Tears and Blood didn't know, he looked at Mo Dump Chi, listened to Mo Dump Chi's words, and forcibly controlled himself not to make a move, because he knew that although he had a very terrible weapon in his hand, it might not be the opponent's life if he made a move at the wrong time, but his own life.

He looked at the ink pouring pool, and the question was very simple and direct, "What are you looking for me for?"

It wasn't the first time Yang Jian had heard Xiao Tear's voice, in fact, he had already heard Xiao Tearblood say two words, each of which felt like the death order of the Underworld Judge, making even people like him who were not too afraid of death feel unprecedented fear.

This voice was still very low and very calm, Yang Jian listened carefully, he listened to this sentence, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, this was obviously a word of inquiry, not a judgment.

Ink Dumping Pool, is it really so terrifying that the Ink Dumping Pond, which has risen on the rivers and lakes recently with the help of Chu Liuxiang's fame?

Yang Jian didn't know, but he finally knew one thing, maybe Mo Dumping Chi was not as terrible as rumored, but he was definitely not small.

Mo Tingchi looked at Xiao with tears and said slowly: "I know that Mr. Xiao has killed a lot of people, killed a lot of big people, and killing them is like killing chickens and sheep, effortlessly. I also know that Mr. Xiao is not only powerful, but also has a very powerful weapon, a weapon that is said to be the most powerful weapon in the sky and on the earth, people like Mr. Xiao plus the weapon in Mr. Xiao's hand, there seems to be no one in the sky and on the earth that Mr. Xiao can't kill, so I came this time to see if Mr. Xiao is really as rumored, and I also want to see if that weapon can really be regarded as a weapon ranked in the sky and the earth before Peacock Ling as Zhuo Donglai's words. ”

His tone was still very soft, and his words were very detailed without the slightest burden, but it was this extremely gentle tone, extremely polite and humble words, whether it was Xiao Tears or Yang Jian, they all felt that an unprecedented killing machine was like crossing mountains and seas, surging like a lightning golden rainbow, and in an instant, the house was filled with a killing machine that seemed to be nothing, and even Xiao Tears and Blood felt extremely dangerous.

Xiao Tear didn't change the slightest bit on his face, but his eyes were brighter, and his dark red eyes were even brighter, just like a rare treasure knife that was not only out of the sheath, but also wanted to drink blood, he stared coldly at Mo Dump Chi, and said coldly: "So you came to send Zhuo Dong to death?"

Mo Dump Chi slowly retracted the smile on his face, he calmly put his hands on his knees, stared at Xiao Tear's eyes and said slowly: "You can say this, but in my opinion, I am here to kill Xiao Tear, are you Xiao Tearblood?"

Xiao Tears said coldly: "I am." ”

Mo Tianchi said lightly: "Very good, then I'm here to kill you." (To be continued.) )