Chapter 78： , Qianhe Yanchen is beautiful

078, Thousand Cranes and Beautiful Dust

A wave of air immediately emanated from her body, and the roses that bloomed on her chest also exploded quickly under the expansion of this wave of air. The female beggar saw that the situation was bad and immediately stopped attacking. Facing the expanded momentum over there, she pulled down extremely calmly and raised her sword. Under the impact of the swooping momentum of the butterfly wing behind her, countless petals flew out to make her look more beautiful, and it was also inconsistent with the beggar costume on her.

"Come"

Xing drank and stretched out his hand. The sword dropped by her returned to her palm as if being called. She turned around, faced the female beggar over there, and opened her hand without hesitation. The road map emerged. Dozens of ice cones have condensed on the front of the road map. With a shout, they rushed towards the female beggar over there in a fan shape.

Faced with these overwhelming ice thorns, the female beggar did not panic. Her breathing is still symmetrical, and her expression is still calm. When the ice thorns were about to arrive, not only did she not retreat, but instead took a step into the ice formation. Is this still a fierce battle. Such a beautiful step... Is she really engaged in the cruelest fight?

The ragged beggar now walks in the ice formation like a light elf.

She either moved forward, backed up, bent over, or stepped sideways. With each step, a small rose will bloom around her pair of straw sandals. The more she hides, the more roses there are on the ground. It seems that here is like a sea of ​​flowers...

"'Chizuru'...yes...it's'Chizuru'...It is the footwork Xiao Xing has researched in order to avoid multiple people attacking her... She... she used Xiao Xing's moves again... …How...how could it?"

Excited Mu Du has been confused. He didn't seem to have a good mind at first, and he seemed to be unable to tell the truth. At this moment, the queen next to him gently held his hand with tears in her eyes and smiled...

With the melodious dance steps, the ring under the moonlit night has become a sea of ​​flowers. With a click, the female beggar took a step to the side, and the petals and water droplets that were stepped on rose up, mixed and drifted under the moonlight...

Anko: "Huh?"

In the surprise of this otaku, the female beggar suddenly pulled out a wave sword and swiped it at the rose on the ground. In an instant, a large number of petals were rolled up, rotating as if being pulled by a tornado, completely covering Anko and her own figure from them, and the manipulation naturally stopped. In the tornado of petals, the sound of fierce fighting came again

"'Yanchen' can't be wrong. It's definitely'Yanchen' who practiced for a long time before. She kept telling me that she would use the terrain of the desert to use swordsmanship with the guiding stone to raise the salon rolls and surround the enemy with herself. She has practiced the ultimate move of the battle?

Ankou held his bleeding right hand and gritted his teeth. With a violent force, the five fingers of his left hand shattered immediately, blooming with blood

(No... they haven't walked far yet... at least... they have to wait for them to hide in a hidden place... after putting on makeup again... before they can do it...)

Apricot with a broken arm suddenly rushed out of the rising petal tornado. As she rushed out, the petals tornado slowly scattered, and the female beggar held the wave sword, standing like a female **** of war in the ring where the petals fell.

(Oh? It's amazing?)

Dimie sneered and said--

(At the time, you almost lost your life when you took this trick because you were too careless, right? This puppeteer was able to manipulate the puppet to escape from it. It can be seen that the strength is indeed terrifying.)

Xing, who had broken his right arm, didn't have the slightest expression of pain. She held the sword with her left hand, and there were cuts all over her body, but the wound did not bleed. No bones can be seen from the broken arm. The only thing I can see is some faint black chains, stuffing them.

The female beggar faced Princess Apricot over there and was silent.

After a long time, she finally took a step, took a step forward.

She stepped on the rose petals, although her clothes were ragged, but at this moment, no one thought she was just a humble beggar.

Move forward, take a step forward.

With each step, the white rose on her arm will breathe.

With this "breath", those vines gradually began to climb and interweave on her body.

Young leaves, unfold.

The lovely buds began to quietly appear on her body.

The roses gradually bloomed, and the gorgeous flowers concealed her shabby beggar's clothes. In the interweaving and filling of each other, the female beggar seemed to be wearing a long dress made of petals. Every step taken seems to tell the world an indisputable fact——

princess……

The flower princess has come.

"Heh... from the time point of view, it should be almost... then..."

An Koo smiled, his hands suddenly folded. The broken arm apricot on the ring picked up the long sword, moved his steps expressionlessly, and rushed towards the female beggar over there.

(Oh, it's coming. That little girl, based on the "fallen leaves" you can't master after so much practice, a trick of your own.)

The idiot lowered his head, looked at the princess who was embraced by the flowers, turned around silently, and walked towards the exit. The little bun beside him looked at the idiot who was leaving, and then at the female beggar on the stage, smiled slightly, followed the idiot quickly, and walked out from the exit. Mili and Tolan shrugged each other and naturally followed and went home to the ninth sequence, the vanity demon, Rose.

This sword will greatly enhance the sense of honor of mankind, and people will start to live for honor and die for honor.

Originally, honor was an emotion that everyone in human society would have more or less. If this emotion is positive, it can generate upward motivation and make people work hard to gain the approval of others.

However, even no matter how high-sounding honor it is, it cannot conceal a fact.

That is, if things like "honor" are not related to "survival", they are antagonizing each other.

The devil likes this feeling.

This book] sorts out the choice of liking human beings for the sake of ostentation, and willing to put their most precious life in the second place. Perhaps this choice is only unconscious, but it is this unconsciousness that makes the devil so happy and so happy. In this way, parasitic again and again.

It can give the user a powerful force, allowing its host to perform moves that are absolutely impossible in normal times, or completely contrary to common sense. Moreover, it can make all the battles of the host become gorgeous and abnormal.

No one will not appreciate their own gorgeousness. No one would not like to use beautiful tricks to defeat the enemy.

Especially for humans who admire martial arts, to kill opponents smartly and brilliantly is not only an affirmation of oneself, but also a responsibility to the audience.

Therefore, in order to be more gorgeous, the host began to want to fight involuntarily. I want to make myself more "beautiful" through battle. Continue, continue. Continue to fight, continue to kill, forever. In this process, the host will gradually experience the gorgeous pleasure after killing, and the vanity demon can also be satisfied.

But apricot is different.

She is blind.

No matter how beautiful and gorgeous her moves are, she can't see it at all.

Since you can't see, naturally you can't make yourself proud in this way.

Since you can't see it, naturally you won't take the initiative to fight in order to show this kind of gorgeousness and beauty that you can't appreciate.

After being deprived of vision, human beings' main organs for feeling honor were also deprived. You can be proud of the honor of the past, but it is difficult to get honor again. Get glorious.

And under the ravages of idiots, begging, selling, parading with iron chains, and later picking dung, cleaning the sewers, and robbing evil dogs for food. I have encountered all kinds of encounters, and even if I have great self-esteem, it has been destroyed.

Therefore, she can stand here now.

Exerting the power of the vanity devil, but with his own will...

Standing here drinking, ah ah ah ah ah, the princess with a broken arm rushed over, the long sword rubbed the floor, and pulled out a spray. The demon princess holding the rose over there suddenly stopped and retracted the wave sword in her palm. Bow the waist, make a posture of preparing to draw the sword from the waist, prepare.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah At that moment, the princess finally rushed in front of the devil princess. between--

Come on.

The devil's princess shoots out the sword in an instant, and closes the sword in an instant. After a ray of light glided across the body of Princess Broken Arm, Princess Broken Arm stopped.

The wind...is up.

There was no wind at the scene, it was because of the moment of drawing the sword that the wind was picked up.

The wind blew up the rose petals on the ground, carrying them to cover the two princesses.

After a while, the wind dissipated and the petals fell to the ground again.

But the princess with a broken arm is now gone. There are only a pile of tattered black chains on the ground, and a female beggar who stands up straight and exhales slowly...

That's it, that's it.

beautiful.

Is the name of this trick.

Even if you don't need dignity, you still have to give the other party the last dignity.

The horror scene of blood spurting, just use this beautiful fragrant rose petals to bury it, and give the other party the last, beautiful death...X