: 3143 It depends on who we kill first (2)

Mu Yan picked up her eyebrows, and the peach blossoms were lazy and sly. "If you poison, if you eat, if you are poisoned, I will lose, but the premise is that you have to guarantee the deliciousness of our three meals. How? Of course, if you Not as good as people are being killed, don't blame me."
Rao is a metamorphosis from unstained, and it is hard to be silent for a moment.
The atmosphere between the two people is harmonious and friendly. Who can think of the topic they are talking about how to poison each other?
The long eyelashes covered under the red dragonfly trembled slightly.
Even if there is a blockage, Mu Yan feels the burning and excited sight cast on himself.
Her heart stunned.
Before she doubted that this was nothing from the unstained.
At this time, it is completely confirmed the guess in the heart.
But since there is nothing wrong, why should you cover your eyes with red dragonfly?
I was doubting, I heard the low and sultry voice of the boy: "Okay! I agree. Then, please ask for a lot of advice!"
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Here is the ghost field?

Listening to the noisy vocals, I smelled the messy smell of the face, and I couldn’t help but feel awkward.
Everything here gives her a sense of distant familiarity.
It was still the time before her life, she was sold to the ghost town of the ghost city by the heart of Gong Qianxue.
It was gathered at the bottom, the most ferocious and the most insidious human beings of the entire mainland.
They can kill people casually for a bite.
You can also sell your body in order not to hesitate to live.
The entire mass grave is always full of chaos, violence, and suffocating rancid taste.
The ghost field in front of you, although not as as the massacre.
After all, the ghost field is to allow people to enter and exit at will, and once the masses are sent in, there is almost no possibility of escape.
But the cruelty, tyranny, and haze that breed in despair are exactly the same as in the mass graves.
The ground in the ghost field is muddy.
Occasionally, a few children dressed in screaming screamed and ran, and they would splash a stinky muddy water.
The low-rise houses built by wood are standing in the middle of the road, and a few criss-crossing halls are drawn.
As long as there are gaps on both sides of the alley, you can see people standing in the ground or begging.
There was painful mourning in some wooden houses.
There are also some wooden men and women standing in front of the wooden house.
They dress up, put on a flattering expression, and sip to the pedestrians coming and going.
"Guest officer, come in and sit down! We have sister flowers here, so that we can satisfy your guests."
"Women's step-by-step! Look at this young boy with a lot of fine skin and tender meat, and it's very strong. You can enjoy it if you want to play!"
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Mu Yan and the unstained two people just entered the ghost field and attracted countless eyes.
Of course, it is not the beauty that attracts attention.
After spending more than a dozen days in the setting sun, Mu Yan is no better than the savage.
The clothes are ragged, the hair is knotted, the face is muddy, and the smell of the body is just like the sneaky field.
It’s the opposite of her.
The young man’s white robe, even the shoes on his feet are dust-free.
A black hair is like a cloud, like a waterfall.
The bright red satin is covered on the face, and the more his skin looks white and jade, the thin lips are light and attractive.
Smooth and perfect curves, extending from two to the chin, to the delicate clavicle.
The young man is like a piece of white jade.