There are thousands of kinds of beauties, each with its own style. Shi Lingxi is a beauty, Hanyue is a beauty, Hongxuan and Nangong Junwan are also beauties, Mu Liuyan and Lin Xi are also beauties.

The beauties in front of Leng Xiao are not more beautiful than them, but they are enough to make countless young people crazy about it, with spring on their faces, faint and sad, thrushes like daisies, and red lips like blood.

He is not a dissolute person, maybe there was once a person who made him tempted and crazy, she was called Yao Xinyu. Later, she died and was even forgotten by him. Except for a cold name, a cold tombstone, there is nothing else.

Even for Hanyue, he couldn't tell whether he had ever been tempted, perhaps in terms of feelings, his mind had faded, and he put more attention on his ambition for the world.

Men are always ambitious, and they are always revealed inadvertently.

He raised his finger to the woman's cheek, his tentacles were cold, and he suddenly sighed softly.

"The beauty is picturesque, it turns out that it is just in the painting. ”

Leng Xiao moved his fingers and pulled the woman's cheek, directly tearing off her entire face. It turned out to be a faceling.

The same hemp rod-like body, the same height, the same godlessness. It's all the same people.

His gaze suddenly fell on the woman's chest, where there was a bronze round ornament, which looked very old and did not stand out from the eye. He only watched it because the freshly dead Faceling also had such a thing on his chest.

It turned out to be a clumsy piece of woodwork, which was really clumsy. Leng Xiao didn't dare to use force, for fear of crushing it. When the lid is opened, there is a thumb-sized portrait inside, which looks like a face.

"How much do you like this face?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, my own face, of course I like it, I want to change it back to my old self in my dreams!" she said hurriedly and weakly.

Leng Xiao turned his head, and the woman looked at him directly, and at the same time looked at the wooden box in his hand with cherishment. Suddenly, her gaze fell on Leng Xiao's chest, and her expression may have been a little frightened, at least her tone was so.

"You...... You're not Daddy's subordinate!"

Leng Xiao glanced at her indifferently, returned the wooden box and face in his hand to her, and said calmly: "The girl doesn't need to panic, she is just passing by, and there is no malice." ”

He guessed in his mind that there might be two factions among the Facelings, the freshly dead corpse and the woman in front of him, marked by the crude wooden box on his chest.

He's already gone, and he doesn't have time to meddle.

The woman looked at Leng Xiao's back in a daze, and was a little dazed for a while. She saw the freshly dead body, and there was a moment of grief on her numb face. Open the wooden box worn by the companion, and inside is a portrait of a serious middle-aged man.

Leng Xiao frowned, it should be an accident that the woman was still alive, and this cell should be a place to abandon the dead. Allowing the corpse to decompose like this, a layer of material like a swamp has solidified on the ground at the bottom. In such a place, I don't know when the plague will break out.

He doesn't care about anything else, the life or death of others, or where it is. He just wanted to find Qiu Yansheng and find a way to go back. If you can come, you will definitely be able to go back.

It's obviously not the way to do it, and you should always find someone to ask if they're willing to answer.

The woman leaned against the wall with some difficulty, carefully pasting her face. No matter how beautiful it is, it's fake, what's the point? Leng Xiao stood aside and didn't urge.

After the woman put it on, she found Leng Xiao, obviously startled, Leng Xiao said: "There is no malice in the bottom, I wonder if the girl knows where the living person is held?"

The woman was a little stunned, looked straight at Leng Xiao, and only after a while pointed in a direction, and said: "Those who are dead or have died, abandon them in the corpse hole, and pile them in the granary." ”

"Granary?"

"Every person without a city can eat one hundred and eighty catties of fresh meat in one meal. ”

Leng Xiao's face was a little cold, and he sneered to himself: "I don't even have a stomach, do you want to learn how to eat, how to digest it?"

The woman listened, a little stunned, obviously not knowing how to answer.

When Leng Xiao was about to leave, she suddenly stopped Leng Xiao in a hurry and said, "Are you trying to save people?"

"Yes. ”

A hint of flushing appeared on the woman's face, and it was impossible to imagine that the false skin could change shape. She said, "I'm going to save people too, so let's be okay together?"

Leng Xiao didn't say a word, didn't nod or shake his head, just glanced at her coldly.

The woman's body trembled, and she subconsciously took a step back, but continued: "There are many of them, there are at least a thousand people guarding the granary every day, and tens of thousands of people can be gathered during the tea time. ”

"With you, it can be worth tens of thousands of people?" Leng Xiao was already politely refusing.

There was light in the woman's eyes, and she hurriedly said, "My father has 20,000 people under his hands, and we will also save our brothers, and we will help you." ”

"Why?"

"If you'll get me out of here. She said what she wanted.

"Good. ”

Leng Xiao turned around and left, and the woman hurriedly followed Leng Xiao, not even turning back.

The cave was complicated, but luckily the road wasn't long, and he remembered the way he came. If you're lucky, there's no one to watch, and it should be easy to leave. At least the whole city seemed sluggish, and the city was empty.

The wooden door was still blocked at the entrance of the cave, and Leng Xiao opened it with a light push. This time he didn't put the wooden door back in its place, obviously it wasn't necessary. The woman was a little nervous and clutched his arm.

In front of them, two people stood quietly, in an inconsequential direction. When Leng Xiao appeared, he faced him at the same time, holding a pitch-black bamboo in his hand, the size of a fist, and half an arm long.

"Be careful!" the woman looked very frightened, and the whole person shrank behind the cold Xiao, as if this could get some spiritual comfort.

The pitch-black bamboo knots in the hands of the two facelings emitted light, shooting two balls of light at Leng Xiao, and the arc was entwined, looking a little powerful.

Leng Xiao drew his sword quickly, and the two balls of light were shattered before they could get close, and at the same time, the heads of the two facelings were shattered, and they were separated from their bodies diagonally.

The juice that keeps flowing out of it is really disgusting. At this time, the woman suddenly walked out from behind him quickly, her slender fingers were very sharp, and she stabbed directly into the chest of the corpse, digging out two pieces of flesh and blood, mixed with sticky juice, and swallowed them.

Leng Xiao knew that she was devouring those two gray gases. She got up and looked at the two corpses, as if she was a little unsatisfied, but Leng Xiao didn't wait for her anymore.

He glanced back, and the woman followed him honestly, smiling smartly, and her face was clean, not a drop of filth. He glanced at the corpses, one of which was missing three fingers.

"What's wrong?" the woman asked, a little apprehensively.

"It's time to run. ”

A cloud of blood erupted from the sky, and in an inconspicuous corner, a faceling lay straight down.

The woman licked her lips, a little coquettish, a little seductive. She hesitated for a moment, and said coldly, "Go eat." ”

"Really? I'm hungry. The woman looked a little pleased.

Leng Xiao's footsteps did not stop, and walked towards the remote alley: "I didn't say I wanted to go with you." ”

The woman immediately lowered her head, obediently followed, shook his arm coquettishly, and said softly, "I was wrong. He withdrew his hand without a trace, his eyebrows lowered, a little solemn.

Leng Xiao mentioned the woman, and went up to the eaves as lightly as a bird, walking on the left and right eaves. From a high place, there were already more than a thousand people coming from all directions, like a field of locusts, densely packed.

"How many ways are there to get out of the city?" Leng Xiao still asked, as an outsider.

The woman replied tremblingly, "One, the bridge." ”

Leng Xiao stopped talking, his body quickly avoided, and a ball of light flew right past his waist, smashing on the eaves, directly smashing a hole in the roof.

The man inside looked up with a grim face, and watched with a blank face as one person after another swept over his head.

When Leng Xiao walked to the edge of the stone bridge, he suddenly stopped. On the bridge stood a very slender man—every one of them, to be exact.

The man was dressed like a praying mantis, dressed in a strong suit, holding two slender knives on his left and right, the knives were very long, hanging diagonally, and he alone blocked the entire bridge.

The praying mantis man looked at Leng Xiao and didn't say a word. The woman's face was already colorless, and her whole body seemed to have lost her strength, and she was paralyzed on Leng Xiao's body.

"Please, go quickly, don't fight him, he's strong!" a hint of pleading flashed in the woman's eyes, she was really afraid.

She wasn't worried about Leng Xiao's safety, but if Leng Xiao died, she would definitely die too.

No wonder Leng Xiao didn't take the mantis man in his eyes, judging from the strength shown by the faceling, he had to look down on the mantis man a little bit.

Mantis people are faster than facelings, as fast as a gust of wind. The knife was also extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already across Leng Xiao's neck, but it was blocked by an indigo long sword.

Leng Xiao's wrist shook slightly, and the long sword burst out, directly cutting off the long knife. He didn't love to fight either, and he crossed the bridge directly with the woman.

The woman in the cloak sat upright and sipped tea, her throat making a small cracking sound, ignoring Leng Xiao's departure.

The praying mantis man looked at the broken knife in a daze, and then turned his head to stare at Leng Xiao's back, and his expression never changed at all. He picked up the broken knife and put it in his mouth and chewed it, making a "click" sound.

ran a long way in a row, and on the way, he also encountered several hunting Facelings, all of whom were beheaded by Leng Xiao's sword. He didn't absorb a trace of gray gas, he was robbed by the woman, half crazy, like a starving ghost.

He was a little anxious and asked, "I've already taken you out, let's act." ”

The woman nodded again and again and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see Daddy!"

"You don't have to, just bring someone with you. ”

The woman immediately grabbed Leng Xiao's hand, a little anxious: "Engong, if you act without permission, it is very likely that something bad will happen, we only have one chance, let's join us!"

Leng Xiao glanced at her deeply and said "yes", she seemed very happy.