Chapter 1252

It must be fine weather again tomorrow.

The ancients said: if you don't go out in the morning, the sunset will travel thousands of miles.

The gorgeous sunset glow, which can not be described in words, is like a beautiful picture, which reflects each other with the following prosperous times of China, and makes yamahara Baidai jealous of its beauty.

If Fangyuan comes to Anyang and happens to live on the 17th floor of yuanyao Hotel, he may have a chance to be surprised: eh, why are you in China again? What are you doing here? Since you're here, why don't you go to Lihua mountain to find me? I miss your tide and spray very much

In fact, even if Fang Yuan really comes to Anyang City and meets her in yuanyao Hotel, she may not be able to recognize Shanyuan Baidai immediately.

Different from the appearance of plain face when yamahara Baidai came to Anyang last time, she is not so pure as snow lotus, but like a blooming peony.

A green silk is raised behind the head, and the pearl earrings are hung on both ears. The long eyelash is not conspicuous under the contrast of the pale black eye shadow. The blood of the lips is red, just like the blood that will soon solidify, and it will drop with a touch.

The whole face was white as if it had been scratched porcelain. Turning over the white oil light completely covered the charming white inside and red on the face. It was like most of her fragrant shoulder. The deep clavicle could be put into a pile of coins, which seemed very thin. However, less than half of the inverted jade cup was exposed. The scale was exaggerated and the bright light was so bright, Can't probe into the deep gully.

The long sleeved off the shoulder and waist gauze blouse in bright red makes her waist absolutely in line with the popular so-called "A4 small waist". At the bottom of the blouse, the hip bones are suddenly round, which is combined into a perfectly curved washbasin, showing that her legs wrapped in black silk in short skirts are even longer.

The 9-inch-high diamond inlaid silver gray thin high-heeled leather sandals forced her to lean forward slightly while standing, and her hips could only tilt back. The term "devil's body" was interpreted incisively and vividly.

In short, yamahara's current makeup has nothing to do with her previous image of a pure girl.

As soon as she was ripened by the ripening agent, Yan and Fu all exuded the customs that women of her age should not have. It is estimated that only the flower demon who is naturally charming can compare with her. Ye Mingmei is estimated to have to be on the flirtatious side and be willing to bow down.

If it was before being occupied by Fangyuan, even if yamahara Baidai was killed, she would not believe that one day, she would completely like this look. She preferred the snow lotus purity of "Qin Xiaobing style".

The qualitative change in her mentality only changed her from a girl to a woman.

The herbal medicine she drank from childhood to the age of 16 was like a devil hidden in her heart. She could always change her original intention for various reasons.

In short, she likes her current makeup very much now. Even when she is resting at night, she is reluctant to take off her makeup. She can wear as bold and open pajamas as she can.

Yamahara EMI knows that with the change of her body, her thought of beauty has also changed.

If possible, she hopes to be with that man all her life, so that he can understand why men all over the world want to marry an oriental wife.

But this is just her personal idea, not her mission.

My feelings, in the face of the mission entrusted by the state, become quite fragile and can be directly ignored.

She looked down at the evil spirit on her fingers in a daze.

What made her feel ashamed was that every time she saw the evil spirit ring, her body would react. She couldn't help thinking of the man and the feeling of flying in the sky.

This feeling was very beautiful, but she didn't dare to immerse herself completely. After biting her red lips, she forced herself to wake up quickly, took a deep breath, stretched out her hand without looking back, and slowly pulled out a long knife from the sofa.

The blade of the long knife like water and the cold air released greatly reduced her sense of shame flooded by water. Especially after slowly wiping the blade with the index finger and middle finger of her left hand, her mind finally completely recovered its clarity.

This samurai sword has a name, Chu Sheng.

It is said that it was handed down from the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period of Dongyang. It is one of the three magic knives of Dongyang. Even when she went to the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty, she was not qualified to wear it.

Because at that time, she was a girl.

It is said that the cold air emitted by Chu Sheng's blade is as harmful to pure Yin girls as cooking oil. Before becoming a woman, if a girl holds Chu Sheng, she won't want to have children in her life, and even won't touch men all her life.

Now, she is finally qualified to get this magic knife.

Yamahara Baidai thought that if she had taken Chusheng to the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty, even if she could not beat the female devil in the north of the desert, she would not have been scared to escape without fighting.

Chu Sheng may not be able to compare with Kunlun Mo Dao, but when they meet, it depends on who owns the Dao.

Besides, Chu Sheng may not be as good as Kunlun Mo Dao -- after thinking of this, yamahara EMI, who already had a knife in both hands, suddenly turned around and gave a low scream in his mouth, fiercely waved a knife and chopped down: "ah!"

The light of the knife was like electricity, and it flashed away. The long knife returned to Shanyuan Baidai's chest, motionless, but the blade gave out a buzzing dragon singing, as if it was about to be resurrected.

No matter how good you look, you can't catch yamahara's Sabre waving: can the "cut in the wind" regarded as the king of the sword by the Oriental Samurai be easily seen through?

Yamahara Baidai stared at the porcelain cup on the table in front of the sofa. The cup had been split into two pieces. Like cutting tofu with a sharp knife, there were no small pieces of porcelain crumbs. There was not even a scratch on the table, which was still so smooth.

"Yo, West."

Yamahara EMI is proud and complacent that he can chop such a high-level knife with his mind just fixed.

A charming smile bloomed from her scarlet lips and murmured, "Fang Yuan, if you can see this knife, will you wake up and think that I am Xiumin Toyoda?"

"Hehe, in fact, there has never been a real Toyoda Xiumin in the world, only the real yamahara EMI!"

On the back of both hands holding the handle of the knife, the light cyan blood vessels tightened, and there was more joy in the corners of yamahara's eyebrows and eyes: "it's me whether going to Toyoda Xiumin in the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty or Toyoda Xiumin in the iron mountain empire of the United States. But not me. Because I'm just yamahara EMI. "

Intelligence departments in many countries know that Toyoda Xiumin is the first expert in Toyo.

But no one knows that the so-called leader of the imperial School of the Oriental royal family, Hideki Toyoda, is just a code name: there is no such person in the world, including those disciples of the school who fight to death.

What people know and see about Toyoda Xiumin is yamahara Baidai himself.

She is the real Toyoda Xiumin.

Who could have thought that Hideki Toyoda was the contemporary eldest princess of the Oriental royal family?

Although her identity as the eldest princess will never appear in the Royal gold book, it does not affect that she can wear an evil spirit ring like the eldest princess, and that she is the real eldest princess of the Oriental royal family.

The Bergamot Zhang Yi in the seven Chinese killers took so long and paid a heavy price of two deaths and three injuries to lock in Toyoda Xiumin, which is only yamahara EMI: no wonder, every time Toyoda Xiumin went to yamahara's home, she mysteriously disappeared. After she came home, she changed back to her original appearance.

With the careful cooperation of bergamot and Fangyuan, Xiumin Toyoda, who was killed in the Anyang underground tunnel, is just a substitute for EMI yamahara.

The double can make the self righteous Mr. Fang in a hurry. Finally, with the help of yamahara EMI, she can stab through her head -- it's not mysterious at all: at that time, the light in the sewer was very dark. After Toyota Xiumin appeared, the person who had a good relationship with Fang Yuan was replaced by yamahara EMI hidden under the car.

Yamahara Yuyo left Toyoda Soomin as like as two peas in the Tang Dynasty, so that she lost her night vision function. In such a dark environment, she could not see that she was in the process.

Yamahara EMI put Fang Yuan in a mess just to prove that "Toyoda Xiumin" was worthy of her reputation as the first expert in oriental culture. Fang Yuan finally killed her, which was a pure fluke.

When Hideki Toyoda dies, Huaxia ends her stalking and chasing like a tarsal maggot, so that the real "Hideki Toyoda" can calmly arrange some of her plans.

This is a very clever "Li daitaojiang" plan. No wonder yamahara Baidai will be proud.

Yamahara EMI came to China again to "change her face". It was true that she wanted to find a radius, but it was not to kill him -- at least, she wouldn't kill him until she got something.

There's no need to kill now. When he was occupied by the surrounding area, the guy had become two pieces.

His fingers wiped the blade again. Yamahara's voice seemed to be dreamy: "Fangyuan, my greatest hope is that you can understand current affairs and help me find those things. At that time, I will kneel before my father and ask him to allow us to be husband and wife. I swear, I will use all my life to let you know how gentle and considerate Oriental women are. "

"You may not know that I love you - although it is dominated by my body, it is the most real. From the moment you occupy me, you can only be the only man of the contemporary long Princess of Toyo. "

When yamahara EMI murmured here, there was a soft sound of footsteps in the corridor outside.

Her ears moved slightly, then returned to normal and continued to wipe the blade with her fingers.

A few bangs on the door rang out.

Yamahara EMI didn't move, as if he hadn't heard it.

Ten seconds later, the door was opened. A young man in a white shirt came in. After covering the door with his backhand, he took off his shoes and walked quickly to her. His hands were close to his legs. His head had never been raised. Looking at yamahara's legs, his Adam's Apple moved up and down hard.

Although he didn't see the part above yamahara Baidai's lower abdomen, he couldn't restrain his impulse just because of the legs and the unique mature breath emanating from her.

"How's it going?"

Yamahara EMI slowly put the long knife into the scabbard.

The young man replied in a low voice, "there's news at last."

"They're all dead?"

Yamahara said, bypassing the sofa and sitting down,

Just glancing at her from the corner of his eye, the young man felt his heart beat faster. He quickly lowered his head and replied, "yes, they are all dead! An Adam's apple was crushed and a screwdriver was inserted into the back of the head. "

"Oh?"

Yamahara Bai Dai frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and said, "this is not a hand around."