The classical beauty walked towards the red-haired twin monsters, and smashed one of the red-haired monsters on the head with a short stick, exactly the same posture as knocking Yang Xiaosheng's head at that time.

She doesn't walk fast, and the stick falls even slower.

The people around him couldn't help but laugh a little.

The red-haired monster laughed: "Girl, with the burning stick in your hand, whose head can you break?"

The classical beauty didn't seem to hear the two of them, and the short stick in her hand still struck down firmly.

The movement is very slow, not so much to smash people's heads, but more like to invigorate people's blood and remove stasis.

The people around him could see it very clearly, and at this speed, even a child could easily dodge it.

The red-haired monster who was smashed didn't dodge, and the short stick slammed firmly on the top of his head.

Everyone around knew in their hearts that this red-haired monster must have done it on purpose.

Beauty, hair is small, beating people down with fists, knocking people down with short sticks, almost the same meaning.

What's more, many men like this tune.

"I said I would avenge him. The classical beauty slowly took back the short stick made of mutton fat jade, and said lightly.

The red-haired monster who was knocked laughed and said, "This is already revenge?" I thought I would have to knock a few more times. ”

The classical beauty turned around and walked in the direction of Yang Xiaosheng, and said slowly as she walked: "One time is enough." ”

Yang Xiaosheng frowned: "Why did this big trouble come this way?"

The red-haired monster who was knocked laughed again: "Since the girl's revenge has been avenged, why didn't you come to accompany our brothers and go elsewhere?"

"What does it matter if a dead man is accompanied or not?" said the classical beauty.

"Dead man, who's dead?" the red-haired monster was stunned.

He suddenly noticed that the eyes of the people around him had changed, and he became very frightened, he frowned, turned his head to look at the other red-haired monster and said, "What's wrong?"

The other red-haired monster looked at him with fear, and he didn't even feel like he had taken a few steps back and moved away from him.

The red-haired monster who was smashed suddenly felt a little uncomfortable on the top of his head, and wanted to reach out to scratch it, but his hand was a little numb and he didn't listen to the call.

So he wanted to look down at his hands, but his neck became stiff and he couldn't bend it anymore.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth, only his eyes could roll.

Then I couldn't roll my eyes anymore.

His whole body had become shriveled, his red hair had lost its luster like a pile of dry red earth, and his body had become a piece of wood that had lost its moisture, reeking of decay and decay.

What a short stick, what a 10,000 medicine pestle, it really is like the power of 10,000 poisons!

The other red-haired monster clenched the cane in his hand, and the sweat on his face almost flowed into a waterfall.

The classical beauty suddenly stopped, looked at the teacup on the table next to her, picked it up, and threw it behind her, landing right on top of the red-haired monster's head.

The teacup was small and not very powerful, but the red-haired monster's head had cracks, like dry clods of earth, and the cracks spread throughout his body, and even his clothes were densely cracked.

With a bang, the red-haired monster collapsed and became a pile of large and small clods of dirt.

Only the Devil's Staff in his hand was still intact, and Gollum rolled to the side.

Although the classical beauty walked slowly, she still walked to Yang Xiaosheng's three-person table, pulled out a chair, and sat down elegantly.

She didn't think of herself as an outsider at all, picked up a cup that no one used, poured a cup of cold tea, and savored it.

The faces of the remaining red-haired monsters had become hideous and terrifying, and they trembled all over, not knowing whether they were angry or frightened.

"Such a vicious woman. He gritted his teeth.

He had forgotten that they had forcibly robbed this woman on the road.

He took the other staff from his back, so that he had one in his left hand and one in his right hand.

There is a third stalk on the ground.

As if he had made up his mind, he stretched out the two ghost head sticks in both hands and clamped the ghost head staff on the ground.

When the three ghost head sticks touched each other, a strong blue-white light erupted from the place where they touched, and a blue-white flame rose up.

The red-haired monster's face immediately became hideous and terrifying, its muscles began to swell, the cyan blood vessels seemed to burst, and blood began to flow from the seven orifices.

No wonder a powerful Celestial Soldier was deliberately divided into three parts, it turned out that it had a vicious curse, and those who used it had to suffer from the bursting of blood vessels all over the body, and only ordinary people who were divided into three parts could withstand it.

But while it is vicious, the power it can bring to the user is directly proportional to the power of its vicious curse!

The momentum of the red-haired monster has multiplied several times in an instant, and it has reached its peak, if he persists, I am afraid that he will explode and die before he hurts the enemy, he waved his hand violently, and the three ghost head staff immediately suspended above his head, and the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the skull at the top of the ghost head staff burst out of the rolling blue and white flames, converging into a small mountain of flame skulls.

His blood-red eyes, which were about to burst out of his sockets, stared at the classical beauty viciously, and he had only one thought in his heart, and that was to let this woman be crushed!

The classical beauty frowned: "Originally, I only wanted to use one of you to pay for my life." ”

As soon as she said the word "pay for her life", the short stick in her hand had already been shot out of her hand.

Everyone saw it very slowly, the woman was very slow to knock on people's heads, to walk very slowly, to speak very slowly, and to drink tea very slowly.

But suddenly, the short stick of the sheep fat jade disappeared from her hand, and by the time everyone reacted, the short stick had already been inserted into the head of the red-haired monster.

The short stick was round and round, without edges and corners, but it passed through the hard brain of the red-haired monster.

The red-haired monster didn't even see when the baton flew over.

His eyes were blood-red, and the blood vessels in his eyeballs had all been shattered under the curse of the Devil's Staff, and now there was a hole in his forehead, and the blood in his whole body seemed to have found a gap to vent, and the blood vessels bulged like loaches, converging towards his forehead.

But there was a short stick there, and the blood could not flow, and his face was thin and transparent, like a ball full of red liquid.

"Who the hell are you?" he roared.

The classical beauty hooked her hand at the short stick, and the short stick was instantly pulled out of the red-haired monster's forehead and flew back into her hand.

The sheep fat jade was still round and smooth, and there was not a trace of blood in sight.

What do you have to say to a dead man? So the classical beauty continued to bow her head and drink tea.

The red-haired monster's head exploded with a bang, and the blood in his whole body exploded, and the three ghost head staffs that had been suspended above his head lost their support and fell to the ground.

"You won't hit my head with that short stick this time, will you?" Yang Xiaosheng looked at the short stick in the hand of the classical beauty sitting next to him, and asked with palpitations.

Yang Xiaosheng was a little glad that he was hiding quickly at that time.

"The medicine pestle only kills bad men, you, it's not bad enough. The classical beauty cocked her orchid fingers and pinched the teacup on the table and put it to her mouth, and the cold tea in the teacup squeaked and squeaked into her ruddy cherry mouth, flowing through her slender and white neck, through her plump and seductive breasts, and finally into her abdomen.

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