Thousand Blades of Death

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Lu Xiaofeng asked facelessly: "Go back? Where do you go back?"

Si Kong picked the star slowly: "Back to the soft-red world, back to those brightly lit restaurants and casinos, leaning on the gentle township of red and green, that's where Lu Xiaofeng should go."

Ma Yuan unknowingly smiled. Probably really found Si Kong picking these words very interesting, "Dao Lao came a long distance, you want him to go back like this, how do you plan to convince Lu Xiaofeng , How can you convince me?"

"I will naturally pay the corresponding price." Si Kong picks up the star and looks at him. Although Lu Xiaofeng's reaction can be accurate, Ma Yuan is unpredictable. He can only follow the previous rhythm. He coughed again. A gray-haired old family led two big men and rushed in with a big box.

The box was filled with gold and silver with a dazzling flower.

Ma Yuan chuckled, "You are also far away, and came here all night, but still carrying so much gold and silver, not afraid of trouble at all?"

Si Kong picked stars and smiled, "I also know that silver tickets are more convenient, but they are always better than the gold and silver in front of you. If you want to move people's hearts, you need to use something more realistic."

"Really?" Ma Yuan looked at him. "You think gold and silver are real, but we are not short of silver."

Sikong's picking star surface does not change color, "Since you do not lack silver, then...

"If you can't succeed, you'd better not try to intimidate." Ma Yuan looked at him deeply and smiled. "You may know my temper, maybe you don't know, although I don't kill me indiscriminately, if someone wants to pull me out, Sword, his life is not necessary to live in this world, I will personally send him to the Hall of Kings."

Si Kong’s picking star hadn’t spoken yet, but the black man’s face had changed. His hand was on the hilt, and he said coldly, “Although your honor is as famous as the four doors, it seems that you haven’t yet had a convincing record. It's better to fight with myself, so that the people of the world will be convinced."

"My knife is convincing in itself, and people in the world are willing to do anything to me." Ma Yuan looked at him indifferently, and then stared at Si Kong to pick the star. It’s a pity to fight for 20 years...

Si Kong picked up the star and didn't speak. The man in black put down the bronze lamp. His sword was slowly sheathed. The pale sword seemed to be eager to drink the blood of the enemy.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "It really is a rare weapon in a century."

Ma Yuan said lazily: "Do you like it better than you?"

The man in black sneered, "Are you afraid of you?"

Ma Yuan didn’t speak, but Si Kong’s pretending to be Jia Leshan had a headache. He didn’t speak because he knew that Ma Yuan wasn’t killing indiscriminately, but if the men in black continued to provoke so endlessly, the pride of the strong might be Let Ma Yuan directly kill his life.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed again, "Fortunately... Fortunately, Simon is not here."

In the hand of the black man holding the sword, the green muscles were exposed, and the pupils suddenly contracted: "Unfortunately you are not Simon blowing snow!" At this moment, his sword had been pierced, the sword light was like a rainbow, and the sword gas was astonishing. J amazing Power, amazing orientation, amazing speed.

Ma Yuan's eyes didn't blink, but he looked at the scene in front of him ridiculously. His hands hadn't touched the knife yet, or he was looking at Si Kong and picking stars.

Si Kong picked the star and made his forehead sweat out. He was really too lazy to take care of it, but...

With a thousand hairs, the sword light flashed, but Ma Yuan's knife was not directed at the man in black, but at a person who hung upside down on the roof. This person raised his hands and shot 27 cold stars. , Rainstorm hit Lu Xiaofeng, Ma Yuan blocked this cold star with a knife, but seemed to inadvertently throw it in the direction of Sikong picking stars, Sikong picking stars quickly evaded.

Here Lu Xiaofeng's hands also gripped the sword of the man in black, slightly relieved.

The man in black looked at Lu Xiaofeng holding his sword, and the people who hung upside down on the roof sighed: "It is the sword of King Yan, and the hand of Lu Xiaofeng."

Ma Yuan looked at Si Kong picking stars and smiled: "Your Excellency is good."

Si Kong picking stars still pretends to be pretending, although he feels that he has almost exposed the stuffing, he finds that Lu Xiaofeng’s eyes are also not right, but he still dresses up and says: "The temptation cannot succeed, the coercion does not succeed, you said what should I do ?"

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to mock him, "Why don't you go back?"

This sentence Sikong picking stars seems to be inaudible, and again: "As the saying goes, heroes are sad to be beautiful, but you are undoubtedly a hero. Where is the beauty?"

The beauty is just outside the door.

The wind blew, and a scent of fragrance entered the house.

The old family with long nails picked up the copper lamp with a silver dug ear, and there was a light-dressed middle-aged woman outside the door, helping a purple girl to come in.

Ma Yuan smiled all at once, and the real Jia Leshan finally appeared, but probably he couldn't use a cup of tea and he would die again.

This woman is long and slender, with a beautiful posture, and her dark hair is tangled. Under the light, her skin is as delicate as a girl. No matter who you can see, she must be a beauty when she is young. Years, but still has a charm that can make a man's heart beat.

For men, such experienced women are sometimes even more tempting than girls.

But standing next to the girl in purple clothes, all her charm and brilliance could not attract the attention of others. No one can describe the beauty of this girl, just like no one can describe the trembling ripples of the first gust of wind blowing through the lake.

She walked in with her head down, stood quietly, raised her eyes quietly, and stared at them.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the girl in purple clothes without blinking his eyes, but Ma Yuan looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman with great interest. He naturally saw her because the middle-aged beautiful woman was played by Jia Leshan, a man dressed like this Beautiful women, I really don’t know what these people think.

Si Kong Picking Star comfortably leaned back on the chair, admiring the expression on the landing Xiaofeng's face, leisurely: "She's called Chu Chu, you see if she is really charming."

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