Chapter 889: friend
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Death Sutra
- Cold Glamor
- 2118 characters
- 2021-02-11 03:35:00
In the middle of the Taolin, I don’t know how many people are ambushing, but there is only one that comes out.
Han Wuxian untied his hair, just like the goddess in the mural. The smile on his face was almost gentle, and the snow around him was almost melted. "Dragon King, I will help, which one to kill, dumb or traitor?"
When Han Fen saw the owner, he was scared to death. He couldn't help himself to take a step toward the Dragon King. He immediately reluctantly turned around and retired to the Mustang. He kept seven or eight steps away from him and played with his long sword.
The voice was not afraid at all, and said coldly: "Han Wuxian, you entered the wrong place, here is the site of the proud building."
Han Wuxian looked around and said, "The place is good. The building is very eye-catching. In the future, it will be a big one."
The voice made a smirk, the wild horse slightly raised his head, his expression twisted, and the laughter was seamless, but there was no smile on his face. "You are just right, you can replace Han Fen, let the Dragon King see the swordsmanship of Peng Xianren. ""
For this great news, Han Fen did not hear it, still standing still in tune, and she hoped to run far.
Han Wuxian looked at the Dragon King. "Is this person useless? Dragon King, I can't disobey your command."
Han Wuxian arbitrarily left the military camp to besiege the Guiyuan. It is obviously a disobedience. Gu Shen is pretending not to know. "Please ask the Korean party to show their talents."
The lotus woman took advantage of the skills stored in Han Yu’s body for many years. Han Wuxian was afraid of death. Tonight, the courage suddenly grew up. Gu Shen was more skeptical that the woman had a change.
The Mustang is ready, Han Wuxian did not immediately fight, softly shouted: "The baby comes out, see how the mother kissed the bad guys."
Han Hao walked from the distant figure, his eyes were slightly sluggish. I kept staring at Han Wuxian for a moment, as if I was afraid that she would suddenly disappear. "Mother, baby is coming."
Such intimate numbness is said from the mouth of a woman who is nearly 30 years old, plus the baby-like accent, which sounds very different, Han Wuxian is very enjoyable, smiles more tenderly, holding Han Han’s hand. Kiss a kiss on her face.
Han Fen couldn't help it anymore. He shivered and said, "Han Han, wake up, do you still recognize me?"
Han Hao glanced at her and her eyes returned to Han Wuxian’s face. "You are Han Fen, we are good friends, how can I not remember? You see, this is my mother, is she beautiful? I am so happy."
"The owner is your mother? This... this..." Han Fen voted for help from the Dragon King.
"Han Han." Gu Shen took a step forward. "When you were a child, was this woman often going to see you in the Windy Gorge?"
Han Hao once said. When I was a child, there were often mysterious women who came to see her and taught her martial arts.
Han Fen hurriedly nodded. "Yes, Han Wei. The person who saw you at the beginning is definitely not the owner."
"My mother secretly gave birth to me, I dare not let others know, so I sent others to come to see me, but the taste of her body... Ah. I know that this is my mother, I can't be wrong at all."
Han Wuxian kissed Han Han’s face again. "Hey baby, every time I send someone to see you, let her bring my clothes, there is my taste on it."
Han Yu has a distinctive nose. He can find Xiaoyuetang disciple from the darkness. Gu Shenwei thought it was born. He did not expect it to be the result of Han Wuxian’s intentional training.
Han Fen was anxious. "Han 萱 big fool, come over, the lord is not your mother, you look like two, not at all, the church is so beautiful, you are so ugly, how could it be her biological daughter?
"Big stupid" and "ugly" are not good ways to persuade others to change their minds. Han Yu’s face sinks down and spoils like: "Mother, I don't like to be friends with Han Fen again, take her go."
Han Wei’s behavior is obviously not normal. Gu Shen is just a spectator. Apart from the question just mentioned, he can’t help.
Han Wuxian touched Han Han’s head.
I will take her away when I am, now she is still useful. Mothers have to teach the bad guys first. You are, this is ugly, is he a bad guy?
Han Hao turned to look at the wild horse and nodded. "He is a bad guy, very fierce to me, never let me go."
The voice is a bit impatient. "Let's move, Han Wuxian, don't let the Dragon King wait for anxious."
Han Wuxian took the hand of "daughter". "The dragon king is very patient, never worried, but it is you, Peng any fairy, call out your squad, long time no see, I blame her."
"Yu Zhong Shi is a good person." Han Yu is not completely confused. "Good to me, trust me, give Miss Shaomin to serve."
"No, no." Han Wuxian's smile on his face was slightly reduced. "You are the daughter of Han Hanxian. I don't have to serve anybody in the future. I will find a lot of people to serve you."
"But I like to serve the lady." Han Yu recovered a little bit of a formerly stubborn character. "Miss Shaomin, Miss Zhenzhen, are very cute people. Hey, no, I am not eating." Can't go on."
The smile on Han Wuxian’s face is slightly stiff.
You like them, I will invite them to play with you.
Han Hao was happy to nod, and his face was filled with extreme happiness, so Han Fei, who was not far away, shuddered.
The wild horse approached, he couldn't wait, and decided to take the initiative.
Han Wuxian and Han Yu stared at each other and showed their mother and daughter's love.
This move is not effective against the wild horse, he stabbed the first sword.
The typical lotus-style swordsmanship, murderous and aggressive, the wild horses instantly become a faint shadow, and the power of the forced man can be felt far away.
Han Wuxian flew up, and Han Han held the "mother" with one hand below. Obviously this is the trick they have already practiced.
Han Wei probably only feels fun, Gu Shenwei can see clearly, Han Wuxian is taking the "daughter" as a shield to let her meet the wild horse's sword.
The wild horses have shrunk, and the slashing sword has come to an abrupt end.
This is by no means a wild horse that Gu Shen knows. No matter how the wild horse changes, he is a natural ruthless killer. Even if he stands in front of him, he is the most concerned about his favorite person.
What makes Gu Shen unexpected is that the wild horse can actually retreat.
A sword is out, there is no return. This is one of the most basic rules of the dead. Gu Shenwei and the Dutch woman were almost countered because they could not hit the target. Gu Shen is now able to control the knife in his hand, but he can only kill and hurt. The choice between the two is far from being able to accept it.
The previous dozens of swordsmen also had the phenomenon of not being countered after the miss, Gu Shen understood that the time for practicing the sword was too short, but the wild horse, when he just made a move, revealed the mature sword. After practicing at least half a year, you should reach the level of progress.
Gu Shen did not believe that the dead man of the wild horse was stronger than himself by the sword. The only reasonable guess was that the Dutch woman had moved her hands in the sword.
Many things are brought together, the lotus woman absorbs the power of Han Yu, and widely spreads the swordsmanship but secretly keeps one hand. The wild horse controls the disciple of Deyilou and Xiaoyuetang, and the attitude of Han Wuxian is changed from fear of hiding to taking the initiative. Gu Shenwei Suddenly I understood the truth.
Han Wuxian had already expected that the Mustang would vote for the rat. Kicking a foot from the air, turning a circle, and using long hair as a weapon, shrouded the wild horse.
This is a strange way of playing. Han Wuxian is like a whip in the hands of Han Yu, letting her move and dance in the air. Feet, knees, hands, hair, all are weapons, plus endless hidden weapons and drugs, to form a set of nets.
The wild horse stepped back. Whenever he leaves the sword, Han Wuxian will just go to the other side of Han Han and let the "daughter" come to block the sword.
Even Shang Guanhong also understood that he had already photographed the snow on his body. Returning to the Dragon King, and even closer than before. "What is going on with the wild horses? When did you become soft-hearted?"
The disciple who was hiding in the dark was also anxious, finally speaking for himself, and issuing a command to the wild horse: "Don't care about that woman, kill her!"
Han Fen, who was as anxious as the disciple of the Italian building, did not see that the wild horse was deliberately avoiding it. He only felt that the good friend Han Yu was in danger. With that order, she overcame the obedience to Peng Xianren and the fear of the owner. Rush up, "Han Han runs!"
Han Hao will not run, she is immersed in the care of her mother, even if she knows that Han Wuxian is taking her sword, she will not hesitate to meet.
This sword of the Mustang is no longer avoided. There is an antidote provided by Xiaoyuetang. He is not afraid of the secret technique of Han Wuxian. He only believes in martial arts. He believes that he can easily defeat her.
The sword meets, the person who blocks this sword is the Dragon King. Even Shangguanhong, who is standing next to him, has not seen how the Dragon King joined the battle group.
Unlike the intentional evasion, the wild horses that are already full of strength encounter a tough impact and the body loses balance at once.
Han Wuxian will not waste the opportunity, spread Han Han's hand, flew behind the wild horse, and even counted, a long hair wrapped around his neck.
Han Fen went one step late and didn't understand what was going on around him. He grabbed Han Han's hand and "follow me."
Han Han does not move.
"Miss Shaomin is ill, the only wish is to see you."
Gu Shen said a lie with her mouth. Han Yuxin thought it was true and his face suddenly changed. "Where is Miss?"
"Han Fen will take you there."
Han Fen’s brain turned a little slower. After a sigh of relief, he understood it. He picked up Han Han with both hands and yelled and said,
I will take you to see Miss.
Han Wuxian did not catch up, surrounded by her men, do not have to worry about Han Han running away, she is enjoying the joy of slowly killing the target.
Gu Shen took two steps back and seemed to have no intention of interfering with Han Wuxian's behavior. Suddenly, she stabbed the snow under the nearby trees.
The accumulated snow was only slightly raised, without any traces of artificial stacking. In the face of the attack, a person came from it.
The skinny old disciple of the building, jumped to the side, staring angrily at the Dragon King and Han Wuxian.
"Dragon King is a good thing." Han Wuxian praised the road, the longer the hair is more and more tight, "What Peng Xianren, it turned out to be a mouse..."
Gu Shenwei once again issued a knife, and the disciple of the Italian pavilion showed the dagger to prepare for the battle, but the result was waiting for nothing.
Long hair drifted, the wild horses got rid of the bondage, and immediately jumped out a few steps, sullen, and dying to resist the infuriating infuriating body.
Han Wuxian holds a short hair. "The Dragon King is always so unexpected. You want to join the Dutch women and don't need to protect this dumb."
"I need him to take me to see the Dutch girl." Gu Shenwei said, no apologetics, and then turned to the wild horses and the confusing and proud disciples who were still not evenly scented. "The martial arts masters lost all their skills, but I have no intention of hurting her." Life, you better take me to see her now."
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