What kind of man is breastfeeding?

A perfect cut, but it fell through.

Xin Jiu hadn't realized what had happened—she didn't even hear Hei Simou's inner voice at all, and she was pulled back by the collar by Yuan Yi!

When he plunged into Yuanyi's arms, Xinjiu was almost in a daze: Wait!what's the situation?The beauty is cutting me?When did this happen?He has a knife? ?

"It's good to be able to... dodge a knife..."

The six eyes started to turn at the same time, looking in different directions - this scene, even if the beauty is better than the angel, it seems a bit scary.

Xinjiu was frightened back to his senses, and hugged Yuanyi's waist with a groaning voice: "No, no, no, I'm not, it's not bad, I'm here—"

Before she could finish her words, the beauty turned her wrist and made another stab!Xinjiu didn't even see the light of the knife clearly, he just felt his waist tighten, and was slipped up by Yuan with one hand, narrowly dodging the knife!

"what?"

After the second cut, the beauty's six eyes finally focused on Xinjiu at the same time: "It's...strange...you obviously...can't keep up with my...movements..."

Hei Si Mou is a person who is obsessed with swordsmanship, and he has dealt with countless breath swordsmen of the ghost killing team.The first time he saw the new wine, he had a rough definition of this girl's strength: stronger than ordinary people, but far inferior to those swordsmen strengthened by breathing techniques.

At this level, it is impossible to avoid his own knife.

Seeing an opportunity, Xinjiu hurriedly said loudly: "I'm just a guide! It's Yuan..."

"Forget it...it's not important..."

The beauty's gaze flickered, and at the same time she raised the knife again - at the moment he raised the pistol, countless crescent-like sharpness rushed out, as if the bright moon in the sky fell to the ground!

The whistling of the knife perfectly overwhelmed the sound of Xinjiu; Xinjiu was about to cry but was lifted up by Yuanyi as easily as if he was carrying some kind of cub.

Xinjiu thought that the beauty's knife was already perverted, but she never expected that the most perverted person was not the beauty, but the Ji Guoyuanyi she brought over!

She just watched helplessly as Yuan Yi easily picked herself up with one hand, flashed past the dense crescent blades, and easily landed in front of Hei Si Mou - Hei Si Mou seemed to be shocked, and he couldn't cut it off for a long time. Fourth cut.

It may be that Yuanyi rushed forward with too much momentum. Because of the distance error, the Xinjiu held by him with one hand bumped into Heishimu's forehead naturally - that's not right, it should be the first pair of eyes?

Xinjiu's forehead hurts, and Heishimou's eyes hurt too, but he hasn't made the fourth cut for a long time.

His remaining two eyes focused on Xinjiu: "You... who the hell..."

The new wine covered his forehead, and tears filled his eyes.But how dare she cry at this time?He hurriedly shouted loudly: "I came to find you on behalf of your brother—your brother! Ji Guoyuan!"

"impossible!"

Hei Si Mou was so frightened by her that he spoke sharply again—not only frightened, but besides being frightened, Xin Jiu also heard a little anger in his tone strangely!

"Brother."

Yuan Yi sighed, and wanted to grab his elder brother's hand holding the knife; but his arm pierced through the handle of Hei Si Mou's knife.

People and ghosts have different ways.

But these four words are not specific words for Brother Jiguo.Because even when two people are still living and fresh people, they always seem to go on different paths, but never arrive at the same place.

Obviously a brother born of a compatriot, the closest person in this world by flesh and blood, but it seems that he has never been close.

It was clearly invisible, but after Yuan opened his mouth, Heishimu's pupils became slightly erect in an instant because of anger!Almost at the same time, Xinjiu finally heard the voice of Hei Simou!

You know, before Yuan Yi spoke, when Hei Si Mou wielded his knife, his mind was blank and he didn't think about anything—that's why Xin Jiu couldn't read his thoughts at all.

A top swordsman, the instinct of wielding a knife is even better than his thoughts.

Impossible—this is absolutely impossible—how could Yuan Yi still be alive?

I saw him die in front of my own eyes, I cut his body in half, there is no way he is still alive!

Yuanyi couldn't meet Heiximu, but it was more than enough to avoid Heiximu's attack with the new wine.He sighed, while dodging the opponent's sharp attack, he still managed to ask Xinjiu: "I will bring you closer to brother later, can I trouble you to grab brother's body at this moment?"

"I think now only by letting my brother see my existence can I calm down."

Xinjiu shivered, tears could no longer be held back, and she thought bitterly: Mr. Jiguo, are you really not joking with me?

After hearing what Hei Si Mou said, I suspect that after he sees you, he will send me to stay with you for a long time, right? !

but……

Reminiscing about the changes in Hei Si Mou, Xin Jiu had other ideas in her mind - she didn't care about those sharp blades anymore, anyway, if she had a chance to hold it against her, she would not be able to cut herself for a while.

She said: "Yuanyi, can you call me brother a few more times? I think Heishimu's reaction to these two words seems a little big?"

Hei Si Mou couldn't hear Yuan Yi's words, but he could hear Xin Jiu's words.

Before Xinjiu could finish his sentence, he cut in and almost cut Xinjiu's arm!As the blade fell, Hei Si Mou's six eyes were red with despair and anger, as if burning blood was flowing in his eyes: "Jiguo Yuanyi...is dead...you give me... Shut up……"

As if to refute his words, the erratic "brother" sounded in his ears again.

Just like countless days and nights, the nightmare that tortured me.

Hei Si Mou let out a scream, and his neatly tied ponytail became messy—he was holding the knife, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and the crescent-shaped blade gradually appeared.

impossible!Absolutely impossible!Ji Guoyuan is dead—no, maybe he is not dead?

That's right...he is Yuanichi——

The child of the sun who is favored by the gods, even if it is a matter of resurrection from the dead, it seems to be reasonable for Yuanyi.He is Ji Guoyuanyi!

It's that terrifying existence that subverts common sense!

Xinjiu's goosebumps were about to rise due to Hei Simou's heartfelt voice!Obviously, his heart was full of rainbow farts for his younger brother, but when he saw the expression on his face: Whoa!It's like killing your father's enemy.

Maybe Black Death Mou and Kongsuke have more common topics?Forget it, forget it.She listened to the air and played Qi Mu every day until her ears were almost callused.

She shrank back toward Yuanyi's waist, urging: "Keep shouting, don't stop."

Yuanyi guarded the new wine, seeing the crescent moon gradually emerging around Heishimu's body, his frowning brows were gradually stained with emotion, and even his tone changed: "Brother! Have you forgotten your original dream?!"

This kind of brother, the brother who would stab the powerless Miss Xinjiu, is he really the brother who once told him that he wanted to become an admirable samurai?

Brother, it is so sad.

"Do not--"

Heishimu held the knife, his breathing was messy, and fear and astonishing anger flowed through his red vertical pupils: "Why? Why! It's been so many years, why are you still pestering me?!"

Why?Aren't you already dead?

I beg you, go to hell!

Why do you want to live in this world?Do you know that as long as you are alive, you are almost disgusting me to death-it is disgusting to see you smiling, and it is disgusting to see you not smiling.

Yuanyi, do you know how hopeless your talent is to others?

Xinjiu was shocked by Hei Simou's voice!

She poked out half of her head cautiously from behind Yuanyi, and said nervously: "That—Mr. Heishi Mou, are you so...admiring Yuanyi?"

This fucking is simply the fabled illegitimate meal in the legend, right?

If Xinshu remembers correctly, Saiki was also quite distressed because his brother had similar thoughts when he was in junior high school.Ah, of course, Qi Mu's brother is better than Hei Simou: he's not that radical, and he's not arrogant at all, and he blows his brother into a god every day.

After Xin Jiu carefully said this sentence, Hei Si Mou's blade stopped in mid-air.Not only Hei Simou, but even Yuanyi looked at Xinjiu in shock: "Miss Xinjiu, what were you just... talking about?"

Brother, admire yourself?

Hei Si Mou's blade only paused for a moment, and then he slashed down with even more terrifying momentum!

The beauty holding the knife is so angry that her ponytail is scattered, and her long black hair is flying with the energy of the knife. If you ignore his murderous solar knife - this picture of the beauty under the moon is quite beautiful.

Yuan didn't care about the shock, and hurriedly ran for his life with Xinjiu in his arms - it would be more appropriate to say that he held the new wine with one hand under his arm.Fortunately, the new wine is relatively small in size, so it won't feel awkward to be carried like this.

She grabbed Yuanyi's arm, poked her head out and said loudly: "I heard it all—it's Mr. Heishi Mou's heartfelt voice!"

"Just seeing Yuanyi's face, I can't help but vomit—but even so, why do I only remember your face after hundreds of years have passed?"

"To shut up!"

Hei Si Mou didn't even stop talking, bit his fangs on his lips, and swung his knife furiously and ferociously.

Xinjiu won't shut up - she's fearless now!

She continued to read aloud without emotion: "Why? Yuanyi's face, the face I remember most clearly, is also the face I most want to forget!"

"You should be dead—but now I really believe the girl's nonsense."

"Because you are Ji Guo Yuan Yi!"

"You are like the unique sun, an existence that can burn people just by looking at it..."

"Shut up ahhh-"

The last knife cut through the air, splitting the bamboo curtain hanging on the hall door in two!

Holding the sword in his hand, Heishimu was out of breath—if he had changed his normal routine, this amount of exercise would be no different from eating lunch for him.

But now it's different, my own heart, those thoughts buried deep in my heart, thoughts that even Wu Mi hadn't explored, were all read out by that girl with a sweet and straightforward voice!

Shame made every nerve of Hei Si Mou highly tense, as if he was about to explode in the next moment!

Seeing that Heishimu was panting heavily while holding the knife, he was no longer persistent in attacking himself.

Xinjiu poked his head out of the dull-faced Yuanyi's arms slowly, and finished the last sentence in a moody tone: "Shut up! I'm going to kill you—no, that's not the case, I don't want to kill you!" Maybe...don't say any more, don't tell all the jealousy in my heart!"

Hei Si Mou: "..." I think I still have the strength to slash you twice.