Chapter 90

Ryukyu came on horseback at full speed, full of murderous spirit blooming in the night sky. The frightening smell of blood was more frightening than the sword in her hand.

A breath of yin and cold enveloped her, just like death wielding a sickle. The cold death from hell almost made people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Autumn trace, Murong invincible and other people were shocked to see the rapid arrival of Ryukyu. At this moment, Ryukyu, who was full of bloodthirsty breath, was almost invisible and worshipped from the heart. This was the God in charge of killing.

Green assassins are scared. Assassins are nothing more than killers. They are most sensitive to breath. They can fight with death for people in other worlds. But for the king of their world, the fear and fear emanating from the bottom of their hearts are unstoppable.

For a while, all the assassins seemed to forget that this trip was to assassinate xuanyuanche, and they all rushed towards Ryukyu.

The sword is sharp and resolute.

One corpse, one blood.

Where the moon passes, who dares to fight.

Blood slowly drips into the ground along the long sword, steps over the vast corpse, bathes in blood and comes to Ryukyu, leaps and snows BMW, stands in front of xuanyuanche definitely, blood red eyes anxiously looking at xuanyuanche: "are you ok?"

Looking down at Ryukyu, whose face is calm, but whose eyes are full of anxious color, xuanyuanche slightly reaches out to wipe the blood color on Ryukyu's cheek, raises his eyebrow and smiles: "you look down on me too much, how can I do something? These are their blood. "

He xuanyuanche has been in the killing field since he was a teenager. He is also a man who has come from hell. Such a bit of assassin, though powerful, can't hurt him.

However, his little princess really warmed his heart, the eyes of the killing, the ruthlessness of the decision, the sentence, three words, full of blood rushed to the front of him, are you ok.

From such a cold-blooded population, from such a population walking on the ground with corpses on their faces, we can hear that feeling, which can not be described by words.

Holding Ryukyu's face in both hands, xuanyuanche lowered his head and kissed Ryukyu's lips gently.

Very gentle, it's like water, it's hotter than the sun.