Yunrou three people also intend to help, I didn't stop, there is Xuan zero in, I believe they won't move what crooked brain.
Because the guard had been prepared for a long time, and even if they blocked the source, the riot did not cause much trouble. The flowers falling from the sky were quickly intercepted, but more or less a lot of bomb flowers fell.
The green flower vines are woven into patterns in the hands. The two fingers are beating the flower vines quickly, like dancing.
The girl let her fiery red hair block most of her face, and some of her gloomy face leaned against the wall. At this moment, her usual energetic appearance was completely silent. It was all those damned flowers and damned guys. They had a good time. Their good mood was destroyed, but they couldn't do it. The girl repressed her murderous spirit.
"When can I do it?" Hongluan asked gloomily.
"Red, calm down." LAN Bing gently advised. "I think I saw the lady."
Next to hongluan, there was a man sitting in the corner. His Blue Hoodie was tightly wrapped, and his hat covered half of his face. The same gloomy looking at the big square. In his arms, he held a long sword with a black sheath and a blue hilt, holding it tightly, and his fingertips lost their blood color.
"Bai, I want to kill now." The sword in his hand trembled like a dragon about to go out. Because of forbearance, his voice became dumb.
Bai Ya felt the murderous spirit of her companion. She just glanced at him and said calmly, "Qing, bear it for a while. Now we shouldn't do it. If we make a big trouble, it's the lady who's in trouble.
"White, how long do we have to wait." Qing is trying his best to be patient. The more depressed he is, the more easily the aura around him will run away,
"wait until Miss needs us." Bai Ya answers lightly. Suddenly I saw something. "Miss, you see us."
"Any instructions?" All of a sudden, everyone looked at Bai Ya.
Bai Ya suddenly frowned, "Miss, let's leave first. It seems that we don't need to do it. "
"What It's a bit of a surprise, but it's within expectation.
"You go. I won't go anyway." Hongluan continued. I was in the corner, knitting flowers with my fingers. No one answered him and no one left. The rattan is broken in the hand. Red eyes printed on the opposite roof of Guanghua, some reluctant coolness: "Hey, when do those guys want to stare at us?"
Dark blue uniform, the man with a ghost sitting on the opposite roof looking at them. From the time they appeared, they followed them with a group of people. They couldn't get rid of them. If Bai Ya hadn't said he couldn't do it, he would have sent them to hell.
Sitting on the roof, ye Yun smiles at the crowd below and opens her mouth. Ding Ling, like a housewife, gives him a piece of cake and smacks her mouth contentedly. "Mm-hmm, it's good." Then grab a handful of flowers from your side and scatter them.
To her husband this kind of child temper, Ding Ling can only hide her face and smile, "many adults, still so naive."
"Hey, hey." Ye Yun, with a smile, "I can't help it. I just do things according to orders. The team leader asked me to watch these guys. It's boring."
A figure fell to his side, "ah, I said your guard is so relaxed, others are in distress, you come here to kiss me."
"What? Jealousy, hurry to find one. I think your boss is good. " Ye Yun joked.
Mingqing immediately blushed, "go, don't bother to tell you more, the boss gave me the task. Let's go first. Oh, the boss asked me to give you a message. Don't tease the people below too much. If we get angry, none of us will feel better. "After a pause, he yelled to the people below again," Hey, the boss also asked me to give you a message. The boss said, you can do it and keep alive. "
“……” Ye Yun is stunned. What the hell? Then continue to sprinkle.
A petal fell, floating into the blue clothes, cold touch close to the neck artery, this is the most sensitive fatal.
Qingfeng reached into his neck, took out the petals and crushed them in his hands.
"Green?"
It was Bai Ya's voice, but the cyan figure didn't pay any attention. As soon as he could, he stepped on the roof and crushed the flowers. The blue dragon scale sword pointed directly at the man's brow.
Ye Yun slightly stir eyebrows, smile unchanged, looking up at this suddenly appeared in front of him, he admitted that he can't beat him, but it doesn't mean he will be afraid.
"Qing, come back." Baiya's voice was as calm as ever. There are no waves at all.
"Don't order me." Qing Feng was angry for a moment, but he soon suppressed it.
"It's the lady's order," continued Baiya.
"The young lady's order is to keep alive, not not not to do it." Qingfeng turns the blade, and a drop of blood appears between Ye Yun's eyebrows.
"Qing, are you sure you can keep alive?" Blue ice's words make Qingfeng calm down. Grasping the green scaly hilt, the air was silent for a moment, then stepped back two steps, rattan flowers were trampled in a mess, and then went back to the original position without saying a word, holding the sword tightly.Ye Yun looked down at those trampled flowers, narrowed her eyes slightly, and drew her hand close to her. A little gloomy flashed in her eyes, saying that she was not afraid of being false. Then she whispered, "don't make such a fuss. He won't do it. Just put your position away."
Behind him are six or seven guards in dark blue uniforms. Just as Qingfeng's sword was facing ye Yunmei, they appeared one after another.
"Yes."
Ye Yun's smile is less warm, and her eyes are slightly dark. This time, it's a big trouble. Xiaotong, Xiaotong, you've caused us a lot of trouble. Let leader Muchuan ask for this account. The police costs, the city's repair costs, as well as spiritual compensation, labor costs and so on, not a small cost. Little miser, keep a good account.
Another round of bombing came unprepared. When everyone was busy with their own affairs, the petals fell down again.
"How come again." Ye Yun is enjoying Ding Ling's band aid. Influenced by the roar of the distance, his instinct makes him jump off the eaves with his wife in his arms. "All team members, support nearby." Step is not a moment of stagnation, copy the nearest path to play light super run, and his original task object brush shoulders are too lazy to look back.
"It's worthy of being a festival. It's such a big gift."