In front of the disciples of the magic snow sect, those scattered practitioners had been drained of their blood essence and turned into a corpse in an instant.
The disciples of the magic snow sect and the women all opened their eyes.
In front of them, they were still alive a moment before the scattered repair, but they turned into mummies in the twinkling of an eye, and then fell to the ground, which really shocked them.
Instead, standing in front of them was Mrs. Lu.
She licked her lips gently, the red blood dyed the corners of her mouth red, and her snow-white skin gave off a paper like luster under the moonlight.
She was no longer the zombie, but put on her painting again.
The disciples of the magic snow sect and the women scattered to practice looked at her and looked very surprised.
They didn't expect that Mrs. Lu was the final boss, and her strength was so strong!
Jiang Lin was also surprised.
He said how Mrs. Lu suddenly disappeared after she showed her original shape and plunged out of the door, allowing her zombie maidservants to be slaughtered.
It turned out that Mrs. Lu had painted her skin again.
How to put it?
It's normal for women to love beauty by nature. I'm afraid Mrs. Lu loves beauty to the bone.
"Do you still want to watch, Mr. Diao?"
Mrs. Lu didn't directly start with the disciples of the magic snow sect and the women. Instead, she turned her head 360 degrees and looked at Jiang Lin. it looked very frightening
Jiang Lin's neck hurts
From the room, Jiang Lin walked out slowly.
Looking at Jiang Lin's handsome posture, Mrs. Lu twisted her body and stared at Jiang Lin's waist
"Childe, how about you and me make a deal?"
Mrs. Lu spoke slowly.
"Transaction?"
"Yes, if you can get rid of me, I will let these women go, but these male friars can't. I need their pure energy.
If you leave me, you don't have to worry about being sucked to death. I'll be measured. After all, there are not many people who look so handsome like you... "
Jiang Lin: "
Somehow, although he knew that Mrs. Lu was praising herself, why did he feel a little wrong?
Why do you seem to have become something?
"Mrs. Lu, as I have said, I already have people who like it. The melons that are forced to twist are really not sweet."
"Although it's not sweet, I believe it will quench my thirst."
“......”
What she said has some truth. Jiang Lin feels he can't refute it!
But
"Mrs. Lu, I'm sorry. I'm a good man. I won't cheat!"
"In that case, after my body sucks up the essence of these people, I will linger with the childe again."
Mrs. Lu approached step by step, revealing the nine Yin white bone claws, and wanted to absorb the remaining scattered cultivation and magic snow sect disciples.
For Mrs. Lu, the reason why she proposed the deal was just to make the eldest son of Jiang Diao more active.
So that you can unlock more difficult knowledge.
So it doesn't hurt to let go of those female friars.
Women are yin and Yang, but after all, they are too few. They have chicken ribs. Rather than this, let the eldest childe Jiang Diao take his own life in exchange for their lives.
It's okay to refuse now.
Although some can't be unlocked, it doesn't matter. Just be handsome.
When Mrs. Lu came to them, the woman looked at Jiang Lin, with an expression of "childe save me" and a doubt of "why didn't you come from this zombie".
Anyway, it passed as soon as you opened and closed it. Besides, without looking at the inside, the appearance is really a beauty who is ashamed of herself
The disciples of the magic snow sect are staring at the zombie woman and planning to fight to death! There was even a girl who looked at Jiang Lin, as if she wanted Jiang Lin to take the opportunity to run away.
Looking at the reaction of the disciples of the magic snow sect, Jiang Lin was still very satisfied, especially the woman who winked at her and asked her to run quickly.
The road of cultivating immortals is long and cruel. It's good to have and maintain this kind initial heart.
Mrs. Lu raised her white claw, and Jiang Lin's fingers closed together. Mrs. Lu wanted to wave it down.
Jiang Lin uses his finger to melt a handful of swords in the dark.
Suddenly a sword roared in the night sky!
Over the winter city and under the Star River, the sword Qi swept away like clouds and smoke!
Under the sword spirit, the ice flowers and snow trees in the winter city are connected one by one! Blossoming!
Jiang Lin doesn't want to expose his identity. After all, if they know that he is Jiang Lin, even if they go to Han Xuezong with themselves, they are very restrained and keep a certain distance.
Over the winter city, a "meteor" slipped and fell!
The goal of "meteor" at this moment is Lu Fu!
Mrs. Lu, who stopped her action, just raised her head, and a sword light pierced her head!
bend one's head......
Without even a scream, Mrs. Lu's whole body was full of ice flowers, and the white ice flowers drifted away, offering a complete funeral for Mrs. Lu.
Beside the beautiful snow and ice sword standing on the ground in the courtyard, stood a pure and beautiful girl.
Under the moonlight and stars, not only the male friars of the magic snow sect were pounding, but even the women could not move away from their sight!
They have never seen such a beautiful girl!
The girl wore a long dress of dark blue brocade, embroidered with white snowflakes on the train, and tied her delicate waist with a white brocade belt.
The black hair is tied into a wishful bun, and only a plum blossom white jade hairpin is inserted. Although it is concise, it looks fresh and elegant.
There was no powder on her face, but her skin was too delicate. It was as moist as a baby, and her tender melon seed face would bounce a few times.
A light blue Palace Dress with double nests of cloud geese, with a newly picked white plum on the head. In addition, only a jasper exquisite hairpin, decorated with thin silver beads and tassels.
A girl is the first snow.
Although Jiang Lin can't do it himself, chuxue can do it.
After the war of the Dragon Palace, the first snow can go in and out of the sword body at will.
After all, the so-called sword body is a house for the sword spirit. It's natural to go in and out at will.
"Said the dirty one..."
The girl turned and looked angrily at her master. Her little mouth was very cute.
"Sorry, sorry..."
Jiang Lin, who is connected with chuxue's mind, smiles and apologizes.
"Hum."
The girl turned and looked at them.
"Be smart later. Then, don't ask me who I am. Call me red scarf?"
When the words fell, the girl left the sword, leaving only the people, just like a dream.
......
......
[thanks for the reward of 10000 starting points for the local tyrant leader of "the past does not follow the wind" ~ ~ ~ the leader's atmosphere ~ ~ ~ the leader's Moda~~~~
It's a familiar ID and an old reader. Thank you for your support ~ ~ ~]