"Tear it
The sound of clothes tearing came from inside. The two monks outside looked at each other and laughed.
In the room, the man held the rags torn from the cold frost in his hand, took it to his breath and deeply smelled it. His eyes were staring at her white skin, and his face was intoxicated: "the clothes worn by beauties are also fragrant."
Leng Shuang was expressionless, even his face did not move. His clothes were changed, and even some weapons were useless. Otherwise, he would not have cut his neck just now, but would have killed him!
However, if you change to master, I believe that this person has already died. The master doesn't need weapons to kill people. It seems that she has to learn more about the skills of apprentice hand killing from the master.
"Beauty, play again, I don't believe you can be so calm all the time." The man said, again hand attack to Leng Shuang, Leng Shuang directly picked up a vase beside him and smashed it in the past. The vase was dodged by the man and broke the ground.
She did not dodge to meet up, two people exchanged a few moves, her left shoulder clothes were torn again, the clothes on her body as if torn and pulled by the man, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, even the chest of spring also faintly appeared, the whole person also seemed to stand unsteadily and fell to the broken vase, the arm across the ground debris, blood exuded.
"You see, why are you so careless? Are you hurt? " The man frowned, looking at the snow-white skin was cut, blood exudes from his face heartache, but his eyes were staring at the beauty of her chest, swallowing and breathing heavily.
Lengshuang raised her eyes and looked at him coming. At the next moment, her body leaped straight up, and the whole person threw herself at the man. The man low smile, don't think, do not dodge, but will stretch out his arms around her, but at this time, his body a stiff, unbelievable eyes.
The scarlet blood oozes from the throat, and the blood vessels are cut. Even if the man uses his hand to cover it, he can't cover the blood gushing out like a spring. He releases the cold frost and staggers back, pointing at her with wide eyes.
Leng Shuang lost the vase fragments stained with blood in her hands. She looked at the man coldly and put her clothes close. She said, "remember, the person who killed you is called Lengshuang."
"Bang!"
The whole man fell down and could not close his eyes until he died. How could he not think that a little xuanxiu, who was not in his eyes, could actually kill him as a monk of golden elixir.
How can he know that Leng Shuang learned from Feng Jiu, but how to kill people is a return hand without weapons. As long as there is a sharp blade in hand, people can be killed at any time!
Leng Shuang quickly takes off the man's heaven and earth bag, finds his own heaven and earth bag inside, and takes out the dagger from it. At this time, two golden elixir friars outside realize that something is wrong and have pushed the door in.
When smelling the bloody smell in the room and seeing the man who fell between the inside and outside, the two golden elixir monks' eyes shrank and instantly attacked the cold frost.
Leng Shuang killed the Jindan friar, but also took advantage of her unprepared and distracted to have the opportunity to kill him. However, the two golden elixir friars were frontal attacks, and she could not resist their fierce killing.
"Bang!"
Hit by one of them, the body seems to lose balance, the whole person flew out of the room, thought it would fall to the ground, but was caught.
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