Yan Shaoqing, who has a long body and jade body, and ice muscles and snow bones, is so beautiful and noble that he is like a snow white princess in the forest in front of the seven dwarfs of the "Seven Young Yan Family".

The moment she closed her eyes, she saw a red flower and an ugly face that was excited and attentive.

It's a beast slave.

It held the red flower picked regardless of the danger of life in front of Yan Shaoqing, it just wanted to please the girl, it just wanted to make the people it liked close to happy, although its actions and purpose were simply like a reckless and naïve child.

- You're so stupid!

Yan Shaoqing's eyes turned red, and he saw the beast slave's distorted face in pain, and at least four of the enemy's seven weapons were drawn, hit, smashed into, and pierced into its mountain-like body!

It also has life, it is also flesh and blood, and it can hurt too!

It knelt on the ground, it knelt in front of Yan Shaoqing, it held the delicate flower high, and the red flower reflected the girl's tearful face and tear-soaked eyes.

Among the seven weapons, three of them slashed at Shaoqing Bai Shengsheng's long neck, pierced Shaoqing's tender lower abdomen, and grabbed Shaoqing Baihuahua's chest. Not only do they want it, they want hers!

Yan Shaoqing closed her eyes again, she no longer struggled, she had completely accepted her fate.

- Mother, your hard-working daughter is coming to accompany you!

The revenge has not been avenged, the shame has not snowed, Shaoqing is unwilling, but there is nothing to be done.

The wind and snow did not stop, and Shaoqing did not die.

Because the beast slave is angry!

He was injured, he didn't care, Shaoqing was in trouble, he immediately shot out angrily, and the Jedi fought back!

It jumped up violently, like a tyrannosaurus beast that cracked out of a rock, and it stretched out its hand, and with a single click, it twisted the neck of the word and the faithful.

The "spirit flag" that kept the word and righteousness took the opportunity to pierce the beast slave's ribs, and then pierced it from the ribs, which was the heart.

If the heart is pierced, there will be death. Even if you are as strong as a beast slave, you will not be immune.

The beast slave Huo Ran turned around, his long arms were folded, he grabbed the flag, and glared at Yan Shouyi hard, very hard, and the blood-red beast eyes almost flew out.

The soul of Yan Shouyi, who was close at hand, was scattered, his fighting spirit was completely lost, he couldn't move an inch, he was so shocked that he peed his pants in incontinence.

He had never seen such terrible, terrifying, terrifying eyes.

That's not a human eye at all!

That's the eyes of the beast!

No, this kind of violent, ferocious gaze belongs only to the devil of hell!

Yan Shouyi could only think of this, because the beast slave stretched out his hand and punched, and with one punch, one punch exploded his head, just like smashing a nine-ripe watermelon, and the bright red melon juice splashed everywhere, exploding, and dazzling.

The Yan brothers were horrified, they rushed before the other way, they went through several hardships, trekked several times, went up the mountain, entered the forest, ambushed, and set up formations, in order to snipe and kill this pair of "adulterers and adulteresses", in order to make meritorious contributions, establish ten thousand, and establish authority!

However, although they seriously injured the beast slaves, they also lost two siblings!

The beast slaves have already started to kill, kill and kill, kill and kill, kill and kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The beast slave slammed out headlong, only one head, and the other smashed the entire sternum and ribs of the "weeping stick" Yan Shouren, his sternum penetrated his neck cavity upwards, and his ribs pierced his lung lobes inward, and he was like a mold with a thousand knots of bones, thrown down in the raging mountain wind.

The closest to Yan Shouren is, "White Bone Sword" Yan Shouzhi, he is the wisest of the seven brothers, he made a decisive move, he led the wind with a sword, and the target he killed was not a beast slave, but Yan Shaoqing!

Snow shadow, light and shadow, forest shadow, cloud shadow, stone shadow, sword shadow, "blasphemy peak", "Cecilia Forest", there is no place without scenery, no place is not a landscape, even the dance of snow, the light of light, the Xu of the forest, the misty of the clouds, the volcanic of the stone, the roar of the sword, are all endless wind, endless scenery.

The "White Bone Sword" stabbed Yan Shaoqing with the Zhizhi Sword, the "Skull Whip" said Shouzhong and the "Yama Umbrella" said and filial piety and the "Ghost Head Knife" said and obeyed the courtesy, and worked together to encircle the beast slaves who were murderous and beastly.

A whip.

An umbrella.

A knife.

Their brothers were born to compatriots, seven children, seven dwarf freaks, they have the same heart, they have predicted, if the beast slave does not save himself, Shaoqing will die, if the beast slave saves Shaoqing, he will die.

The four brothers were full of righteous indignation and murderous intent, they decided to kill all this man and woman, one man and one beast, the male corpse, the female corpse, and even the corpse they decided not to let go easily!

However, what they didn't expect was that the beast slave neither saved Shaoqing nor himself.

It just pounced, just once, and threw the "skull whip" Yan Shouzhong to the ground, and then Yan Shouzhong heard the terrible sound of his throat being bitten and chewed by the beast slave, as well as the sound of the bones of his body breaking inch by inch, and then there was no sense or feeling at all.

Seeing that the beast slave who was inferior to the beast was chewing on Yan Shouzhong's throat and sucking the blood that spurted out, as if he had eaten the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and drank the delicacies of wine and food, the "Yama Umbrella" Yan Shouxiao felt dizzy on the spot, and his feet began to tremble, numb, and soft, shaking like sieve chaff and soft as mud.

He dropped his weapon, turned to flee, and with every move, he smelled a strong, pungent smell of blood in his nostrils.

- Could it be that another brother was killed?

Is it the fifth brother who keeps the courtesy, or the sixth brother who keeps the wisdom?

He couldn't help but look back—

Huh? Shouli's face turned pale, Shouzhi's face turned blue, both of them were fine, so who was killed?

At this time, Yan Shouxiao realized that the two brothers were looking at him with extremely frightened and terrified expressions, and he realized that the pungent smell of blood actually came from his own body!

He bowed his head blankly, the beast slave had stretched out his big furry claws, inserted one hand into his chest, and was digging out a nest of hearts and lungs, and put them in the big mouth of the blood basin, "snoring" and chewing, swallowing, and swallowing.

In an instant, he didn't feel pain, he didn't feel pain, he just felt frightened, he felt horrified, he felt terrified and wanted to die.

It wasn't until he saw the beast slave dig out of his chest and put the living, "thump" beating black-red heart into its mouth and stomach that he screamed in despair and fell backwards.

Yan Shouzhi couldn't care about killing Yan Shaoqing, he was full of guts, and he shouted: "Fifth brother, let's go together!"

Then, Yan Shouli closed his eyes and swooped over with the Devil's Head Knife, slashing at the shoulder of the beast slave after picking the flesh, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the beast slave grab his chest, lift his short body high to a position parallel to its face, and roar at him incessantly.

When it roared angrily, a few fresh bones with red on the inside and white on the red were still hanging on the sides of its mouth, between its teeth and on the bushes of whiskers, and the blood was bubbling "poof".

The moment Yan Shouli lost consciousness, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, why didn't his brother Shouzhi rush up with him? He screamed for help, he cursed hatefully, he cried bitterly, and finally gradually lost his voice.

Yan Shouzhi is a smart man, after he shouted that sentence, he put down his sword and turned around and ran, even if his brother's sharp cry for help, hateful curses, and sad crying sounded behind him, he still ran away without mistake, and ran wildly.

Go up the mountain with him, track it down together, set up an ambush together, and the six brothers who shot together, all of them died once, only once, and they were all dead, and they were all left with themselves.

So, he fled faster and ran faster.

It's a pity that he only ran five or six steps before he suddenly found that his heart hurt, and the pain was in his chest, and a sword tip protruded from his chest.

Bloody white bone sword tip.

He turned around in surprise and suspicion, his dead gaze sank along the sword, and finally saw clearly that it was Yan Shaoqing who was lying on the ground and his whole body was plotting against him.

She also lay on the high stone platform as if she was practicing in the snow, she didn't know when to use the edge of the boulder to grind the vine rose, she picked up the "white bone sword" that Yan Shouzhi threw on the ground, and she tried her best to pierce the sword into the back of the small sword owner's heart.

Yan Shouzhi is dead.

The moment he fell, he seemed to see the woman who had been so tribulated, and her eyes were full of hatred, deep hatred.

Yan Shaoqing didn't know if it was right or wrong to help the beast slaves? Maybe she just wanted to help herself.

The beast slave walked over with heavy steps, with a smile and shyness on his face, with an enemy knife and wound on his shoulder, and the angry red flower that it had picked up on the cliff with his own hands, which had been eroded and deformed in the repeated fights, clumsily inserted it next to the girl's messy sideburns, and then looked at it stupidly, smiling stupidly......

It turned out that it had gone out of his way to pluck the flower in order to please himself......

Yan Shaoqing cried!

The girl cried softly on the top of the mountain, moved and sad.

The beast slave looked at her obsessively beside the girl, watching her cry, helpless, not knowing what to do, it didn't know how to speak, it didn't know how to soothe a girl it secretly liked and loved, it could watch her sobbing and crying like this, and weep silently with her.

It's just a beast.

Its wounds were still bleeding, and its heart was bleeding even more.

On top of this peak, one man and one beast, one weeps softly, and one is stupid.

Are they so amazed that they cry for a furious red, or are they horrified to death for a strange relationship, or are they nothing, just an idiot, a cry, a cry, an idiot?

After the "Seven Youths" of the "Zombie Gate" have died, there are even more terrible "Three Elders".

In addition to the "three elders", there is also a more terrifying girl who lives in the "Liangcheng" like the spirit of the wind, the spirit of snow, the soul of flowers, and the spirit of the moon.

A heartbreaking road.

In the world, who can escape the pursuit of Leng Ruoqian's "broken intestines"?

Absolutely! Yes! No!

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