How bad guys are made

Chapter 392 Seven Kills · Blue Characters · Blue Yan

"Qiang..." The tip of the sword pierced straight into the ground, and the fish pattern seemed to emit a bright brilliance, and the blade trembled slightly, as if excited and trembling for the next battle.

"Yes, I'm going to use this sword to take your dog's head. Where's your weapon?" Wen Dong said coldly, Qingxue has been in pain for him, and Wen Dong hasn't slept well these days, day and night defense, This time, it is finally resolved.

"Here!" Qingxue stretched out his hand slowly, his arms shook violently, and the shirt on his body was instantly shattered by the huge force, revealing the white and healthy skin underneath. Then, Wen Dong was surprised to find the muscles on his body It made the skin tremble, and saw a layer of fine scales wrapping his body.

The genes transplanted by the blue blood in the body are really different. The scales on his body are red, with a heavy breath, and there is a row of fine burrs and barbs around each fine scale. Obviously, the scales are not only The defense is extremely strong, and if a punch is hit on it, it will also have a good anti-injury effect.

What the hell, is this anti-armor?

Wen Dong's face became more and more dignified, especially the blue-blooded hands, which are now wrapped in armor, with five-centimeter-long toe claws extending from the fingertips. It is a humanoid monster, and the claws are shining in the moonlight. It exudes a faint cold light, and it is conceivable that if it is scratched by his claws, it will be difficult even if it does not get cut out of the intestines.

"You can go to hell, I will help you enjoy your woman." After Qingxue's transformation, his voice also changed, and he couldn't tell what kind of monster's gene it was. It was very sharp, and it seemed that his genetic agreement was almost [-]%. However, his icy eyes were like wild beasts, emitting a bloodthirsty red light.

"You're looking for death!" Wen Dong yelled angrily, the fish pattern sword sliced ​​through the rocks on the ground, his body ran up like the wind, and swung his sword towards Qingxue's neck.

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"Han, did you notice a strange phenomenon?" Zhao Yifei looked at the silent night sky outside through the window, and asked in a serious tone.

"En, it's too quiet." Bailihan sat quietly on the edge of the bed, nodded, holding a handkerchief in his wheat-colored strong palm, gently wiping the long sword in his hand, as if he was bathing his beloved woman, His expression was extremely solemn and solemn.

"Damn it, why don't you just go out and have a look with me." Zhao Yifei was impatient, and felt that the situation was more and more serious, so he jumped up from the sofa and said.

"Okay." Bailihan nodded, stood up, slowly folded the handkerchief and put it back in his trouser pocket.

Zhao Yifei glanced at him, as if he couldn't bear his unhurried temper, cursed and walked out of the living room first.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhao Yifei swept his eyes and immediately noticed a bloody smell coming from the courtyard. At the same time, a woman in a blue dress walked towards them with a smile on her face.

"She has a murderous look on her body." Bailihan stood beside Zhao Yifei, looking at the extremely beautiful little woman in front of him with an indifferent expression.

The age of the woman is hard to tell, but her figure is very petite, at most about 1.5 meters five, her skin is fair and flawless, her beautiful face is painted with light makeup, and her jet-black hair is tied into a braid and droops on her shoulders Above, the innocent and lovely little girl next door, who looks spotless and innocent, looks more and more elf-clear against the background of a blue dress. The woman has bare feet, her toes are dyed bright red, and the skirt floats, revealing a section of snow. Tired calves, those little feet are petite and exquisite, very beautiful.

The girl moved lightly, and suddenly found Zhao Yifei and Bailihan who were standing at the door and staring at her, their delicate and charming mouths slightly opened: "Wow, you are so handsome, you two handsome guys, how are you?" As the girl spoke, she stroked her ponytail with her little hand and put it in front of Tsundere's small chest, her nimble eyes rolled shrewdly, looking at them like a little nymphomaniac, a little mischievous, a little mischievous, really like a cute neighbor Girls are average.

"Be careful, she has a murderous look on her body." Bailihan was unmoved, his indifferent eyes were as cold as ice, and he stared at the girl opposite him coldly, extremely vigilant.

"Who is your grandma? Report your name." Zhao Yifei looked at the girl with a serious face, obviously, they all noticed that this girl was very unusual.

"Hee hee." The girl chuckled, her feet moved, she came from the darkness, the blue gauze on her body was automatic without wind, as if she was walking in the bloom of water, she didn't stop until she reached the red-painted concrete pillar in front of the villa, smiling Yin leaned on it and looked at the two of them, the laughter was innocent and innocent, as if there was no city at all.

Only then did Zhao Yifei and the others see the girl's appearance clearly. At first glance, she looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, her skin was snow-like, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. Gold toned, sultry and dazzling, she really is a stunning beauty!
"Grandma, what a beautiful girl." Zhao Yifei gave her a vigilant look, but couldn't help admiring her.

"Hee hee, does big brother also think he looks good?" The smile on the girl's face was even bigger.

"Good-looking is good-looking, but you have small breasts and small buttocks. I don't like your type." Zhao Yifei wiped his saliva and grinned.

"Hmm..." The girl's face sank, she puffed her mouth and looked at Zhao Yifei: "You are all bad guys."

"Don't follow me like this. People who are sensible come from where they come from, or don't blame your grandpa Zhao for destroying flowers." Zhao Yifei sneered and said coldly.

"Hee hee, let me introduce myself first, my name is Lan Yan." The girl smiled, clapped her little hands, her fair face showed two cute dimples, but what she said shocked Zhao Yifei and Bailihan for a moment.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple.There are seven levels of seven kills, and the killer of the blue character is a level higher than the blue blood, second only to the most noble purple level.

Zhao Yifei finally showed a dignified expression on his face, and said loudly: "I don't care if you are a blue face or a red face, come if you have the ability."

"Hey, how do you know my sister's name is Hong Yan?" Lan Yan said lightly.

"Fuck you, come on, let me try how powerful the blue-character killer is." Zhao Yifei spat.

"Big Brother, are you really willing to beat me?" Lan Yan pouted her lips, stroked her braids with her little hands, and said pitifully.

Hearing this, Zhao Yifei was stunned for a moment.

"Be careful, you know how to charm." Just when Zhao Yifei lost his mind, Bailihan's reminder sounded in his ear.

Zhao Yifei woke up suddenly, furious in his heart, looked up at Lan Yan, and was taken aback for a moment, the blue gauze on her body slowly dissipated like a bloom of water, and suddenly a dangerous aura hit, Zhao Yifei has an extremely keen sense of danger Yes, he shouted angrily, without even looking, he threw his fist to the left.

A soft, boneless little hand was attached to his strong wrist, like a snake climbing up, the powerful little hand pinched his elbow, and with a flick of his fingertips, Zhao Yifei suddenly felt his wrist After a burst of numbness, he lost his strength and was numb from the beating.

Without waiting for Zhao Yifei to react, Lan Yan quickly stretched out her other small hand, only heard a 'click', Zhao Yifei immediately groaned in pain, and in the blink of an eye, an arm was removed by the girl.

Zhao Yifei yelled angrily, but his strong body was extremely flexible. At the same time as Lan Yan removed his arm, he raised his knee and slammed into her waist and eyes.

Lan Yan hurriedly gave up the bullying, and while twisting her body, she folded her hands in defense.

Hearing a muffled sound of 'bang', Lan Yan flew out like a butterfly, her little feet stepped on the ground and took a few quick steps before she stopped, her little face finally showed a dignified expression, although Zhao Yifei's knee-raising made her She took off a lot of damage from the force, but the huge force still caused her hands to be extremely painful and numb.

"Damn it." Zhao Yifei folded his arms and cursed angrily. Obviously, if it wasn't for his rival in love just now, he wouldn't have been captured by this little girl.

Although the arm was dislocated, he could press it on himself, but it was a shame to him.

Before Lan Yan could catch her breath, she heard a gust of wind blowing. Lan Yan's face turned cold, and she hurriedly retreated, but Baili Han's sword was too fast.

"嗤——" There was a soft sound, a section of blue gauze was cut off by the sword, Lan Yan stepped on the red lacquered pillar with a slam, and flew to the other side with a flip, temporarily avoiding Baili Han's fierce attack combo.

"Hmm... You guys really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Lan Yan stretched out her hand and pulled the cut shoulder scarf distressedly, revealing a piece of snow-white skin inside. When she looked closely, she seemed to be able to see the black sling inside.

Bailihan didn't catch up, because his main task was to protect the lady, and he couldn't leave the lady's door too far.

"Don't look at her body, especially her eyes." Bailihan stood holding the sword, turned his head and snorted coldly at Zhao Yifei who had just pressed his arm, his eyes were cold, and his dark pupils showed no expression.

"I don't look at my eyes, I don't look at my body, so where the hell am I looking?" Zhao Yifei broke out in a cold sweat and said angrily, obviously aggrieved by Lan Yan's charm.

"You have too many distracting thoughts in your mind. If you hold your breath and concentrate on the altar, you will be less affected." Bailihan said.

"Fuck, okay." Zhao Yifei reluctantly agreed, I don't have too many distracting thoughts.

"Ever since you came to Tianxia Kingdom, you are the first person who is not affected by my charm, I have to be serious." Lan Yan said with a smile.

Bailihan's eyes were still ice-cold, and his tone was cold and scumbag: "Whatever."

"It's really not cute, but this big brother is much cuter." Lan Yan said with a smile.

"Fuck you cute, I will kill you today." Zhao Yifei roared angrily and rushed forward.

Lan Yan giggled and went up to meet her.

Two men and one woman fought in the villa garden.

Zhao Yifei's skills are naturally extremely high, and his style of play is just like his appearance, with a fierce line of opening and closing, shouting in the courtyard, and fighting fiercely, but it is Lan Yangen who makes him feel aggrieved. Don't confront him, and Lan Yan's body is petite and exquisite, but she is extremely flexible. Even if she can't dodge, she will use her skillful force every time. Zhao Yifei can't hurt her at all. Too superb, frequently distracted Zhao Yifei, but was beaten backhandedly, it can be said to be extremely aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)