Thousand Blades of Death

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Lu Xiaofeng coughed twice.

Since knowing Ma Yuan, he has suffered a lot in this matter, and Lu Xiaofeng is not stupid. As soon as he looked at Ma Yuan’s expression, he knew that Ma Yuan was going to tease him again. He immediately coughed a few times, so Seriously converged the topic.

Lu Xiaofeng asked seriously: "Who are these hands?"

"Those who set fire to the house." Sikong Jiexing spread his hands and looked dismissive.

Lu Xiaofeng blinked and asked again: "Have you caught up with them?"

Sikong Picking Star snorted coldly and said, "Since I have been dressed as Zhao Hezizi, someone has set fire to burn his house, and of course I have to exhale him. So I cut off their hands and told them not to burn anymore. Other people's houses. They are also preparing to sell their dozen horses, and compensate Zhao Hanzi."

"How about their people?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

Si Kong Xiexing glanced at the woods casually and wrote lightly: "Still in the woods over there, I leave them for you."

"Leave it to me?" Lu Xiaofeng puzzled.

Si Kong picked stars and smiled, saying: "They are going to burn you, don't you want to ask about their origin?"

In fact, Lu Xiaofeng did not want to know their origins.

He has too many enemies. If they are pursued one by one, I do not know what year and month they will be pursued. Since he was not dead, he pretended not to know.

Ma Yuan was faintly excited. He took the initiative to greet Lu Xiaofeng: "Let's go and see!"

The rainstorm was like a prodigal son who broke into the rich lady's boudoir late at night and came suddenly and quickly. But after it came, everything has been nourished by it and changed by it.

The leaves in the spring forest have been washed verdantly like jasper, and the blood on the body has been washed away, and almost no fatal wounds can be found. But none of these dozen people are still alive.

When they saw the corpse, Sikong picked the star and was gone.

Shangguan Feiyan had many words to say to Lu Xiaofeng, Huamanlou just listened quietly, Ma Yuan stood on the spot and looked away.

When Lu Xiaofeng had never seen Ma Yuan be so disoriented, Hua Man Lou also heard something wrong from the tiny rustle. The two looked at each other silently, but just shook hands with each other.

This handshake has represented everything.

None of the three were picky about where they stayed.

But before staying on this day, something strange happened.

The reason why he is strange is because Ma Yuan never mentioned such a strange request.

Before checking in, Ma Yuan suddenly said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Lu Xiaofeng, we will live in another house today."

"Change one?" Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, thoughtfully, "This house is good, why do I change one?"

Ma Yuan just smiled slightly, grabbed his shoulders, invited him out of his house, and chuckled, "For your little life."

Lu Xiaofeng did not understand what Ma Yuan was saying. But all the houses are the same, and it is no big deal for him to change one.

He was lying in a large basin of hot water, closed his eyes, and after his body was soaked with rain, it was indeed a pleasure to find a place to take a hot shower. He felt his luck was finally good. The water was boiling in the large copper pot on the stove next to him. The room was full of hot water, making him feel safe and comfortable.

Huamanlou has taken a bath, and now he must have fallen asleep, and Shangguan Feiyan must have arrived at the Pearlescent Pavilion. Although ten thousand reluctances in her heart, she still walked obediently, seeming to listen to Lu Xiaofeng very much.

This also makes Lu Xiaofeng feel very satisfied, he likes obedient girls.

The rain stopped early, the sound of dripping occasionally sounded under the eaves, and the evening breeze was fresh and clean.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, never stopped thinking, and tried his best to be a contented person.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of opening the door.

But it was not his door that was opened, but the one he should have lived in, and now the door of the house where Ma Yuan lived.

Ma Yuan was lying on the soft couch and was now sleeping lightly. The sound of pushing the door awakened him, but he didn't move, and his hand touched the thin sword on his waist, but in the end he took his hand back.

The people who came were four women. The four young and beautiful women are not only beautiful, but also beautiful, with a narrow dress that makes their slim body more attractive. They smiled and came in with a generous sliding door. The four pairs of eyes were bright and beautiful.

Ma Yuan looked at them with an open eye, and soon closed. As if he hadn't seen them at all, he even hummed in a minor key, leisurely complacently shaking Erlang's legs.

Soon, someone suddenly smiled and said, "I heard that Lu Xiaofeng has four eyebrows. Why can I only see two?"

The other person smiled and said, "You see two more, but I can't even see one."

The first person to speak first has the tallest figure, a pair of slender and long phoenix eyes, although when laughing, it seems to have a kind of forceful murderousness! No one can tell that she is by no means a woman willing to serve men.

But she walked over, gently supported Ma Yuan's shoulder, and smiled and said: "Is enough sleep, enough sleep should be up."

"No sleep." Ma Yuan finally opened her eyes and shook her hand, a little cold in her tone.

But then he sat up and looked at the other **** his side. The cold in his eyes became a soft smile.

After being stared at him with such ambiguous eyes for a long time, another woman whispered: "Sister, do you know her?"

"I don't know!" The girl frowned, looking the quietest, but suddenly pulled out a length of one foot from the sleeve, a dazzling dagger, and put it on his neck.

Sen Han's sword qi caused a rash from the ear to the shoulder. Ma Yuan still ignored it, and even stood up easily, so that her short sword pressed against her neck, he didn't mind.

Instead of minding him, he suddenly laughed.

His handsome face suddenly waved like ice-breaking softness, and he laughed, Jun Lang seemed to have quadrupled, Jun Jun was a bit turbulent.

"Funny? What's so funny!" The most quiet girl was slightly angry, a little blamed.

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