Quick time travel to the full life

The flower picker, that is, Qin Biebai, suddenly heard that his identity was called out, and his heart was turbulent, but he still pretended to be calmer than anyone else.

"Pretending hypocrite." Xing Yan sneered, not wanting to talk to the other party any more, and shot like lightning.

Qin Pibai didn't care about the beauty in his arms anymore, and threw her out with one hand, using both hands to resist Xing Yan's move.

The two came back and forth, and after more than a dozen moves in a row, Xing Yan suddenly changed his gestures and used his hand as a blade to slash towards Qin Pibai's face. As soon as he felt the pain, he raised his head, just facing Xing Yan's retracted leg.

"How about it, isn't it a good feeling?" Xing Yan raised his brows, even if only a small half of his face was exposed, he could see his pride and arrogance by taking advantage of the moonlight.

Bandit Qin spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped it off with the back of his hand, and stared at Xing Yan as if poisoned, "You brat who doesn't know what is good or bad, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you just throw yourself into it." , since you want to court death so much, I will become... poof..."

Qin Pibai looked at the sharp face on his shoulder in disbelief. If he hadn't reacted in time, the sword would have pierced his chest by now.

He turned his head and stared fiercely, only to see a handsome man in the night, holding a bloody sword in his hand.

Qin Pibai was about to vomit blood from his heart, when did these self-proclaimed decent disciples learn how to carry out sneak attacks.

But even more disgusting than this, the righteous-looking young man on the opposite side gave him a cold glance, with his thin lips slightly parted, "Noisy."

Qin Bandit Bai: ...

I fuck you uncle!

Qin Bandit Bai was furious, and quickly took out a weird flute from his arms, and quickly blew the clarinet while dodging Xing Yan's attack.

Although Mu Li's intuition was wrong, he didn't know what tricks the other party would use, so he could only deal with it carefully.

Until Wang Shen broke down and shouted from below, "Little... Xiao Yan, dead wood, help, there are many around..." He shook his lips, unable to speak for a long time.

Xing Yan was impatient, "What are so many?" I didn't see that he was confronting the enemy, so the hesitation at this time was not intentional to disturb his mind.

Wang Shen closed his eyes, his heart froze, and he yelled, "There are so many zombies!!"

After he finished speaking, he held the girl in his arms, and used his decades-long crappy martial arts to escape from the pile of zombies.

Several times, the sharp claws of those zombies were about to scratch his skin, and the girl in his arms was terrified every time. If it wasn't for the acupuncture points on her body, she would have wished to replace it with her own body.

Xing Yan was not too heartless anyway, he raised his voice to Mu Li through Qin Bandit Bai: "Brother, you go? I go?"

Mu Li's hand holding the sword paused, and after a while he said, "You go." He was not happy to let his junior save Wang Shen, but he was even more worried if he put his junior in danger.

The stalemate of the three changed because of Xing Yan's departure.

Qin Bandit beat Mu Li back with a palm, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill and swallowed it.

"Boy, now that your companion is gone, do you think you can defeat me alone?"

Mu Li's emotions still didn't fluctuate much, but the point of the sword in his hand explained his decision.

"I'm stubborn." Qin Pibai stopped persuading him. Since these people have broken his identity tonight and reciprocated courtesy, they should save his life for him.

The sound of the flute suddenly became sharp, and Xing Yan was surprised to find that the movements of the zombies Wang Shen was talking about were much smoother.

Isn't this the living dead? Almost all the disciples of the Ghost Control Sect know this trick, but the higher the martial arts, the more the living dead are controlled.

At present, there are roughly hundreds of figures, no wonder Qin Bandit Bai dared to be so arrogant in Qing'an City. With these living dead secretly protecting him, it is no wonder that the children of the aristocratic family can do nothing to get him.

Xing Yan raised his foot and kicked a "zombie" in front of him, a silver light flashed in his hand, and a gray head fell to the ground.

The living dead, without their heads, became real dead.

Xing Yan's figure was as fast as a ghost, and he controlled the sharp weapon in his hand to cut iron like mud, and kept harvesting prey one by one.

Qin Pibai was fighting Mu Li in the air, and had the upper hand, but when he looked down, most of his treasures were almost destroyed.

Qin Bandit blushed with hatred, "Boy, how dare you!"

He was about to play the clarinet again, but suddenly a person stood behind him, "You are careless."

He watched helplessly as a sharp sword pierced his chest, and couldn't believe it: "How could it be?"

Two completely different expressions before and after, is this really the same person?

No matter how big the question was in his heart, Qin Pibai had no chance to solve it.

Mu Li withdrew his sword indifferently, and looked down at the corpse at his feet. After a long time, a cold voice resounded in the air.

"Noisy."

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Xing Yan worked tirelessly to deal with the pile of undead, and he led Wang Shen to arrive late at dawn.

Mu Li, who had been leaning against the wall and dozed off, heard the familiar footsteps, slightly raised his eyelids, and didn't open them until people approached.

Xing Yan looked at Qin Pibai's corpse on the ground, then looked up at his senior brother, and then looked down at the corpse on the ground, his mouth almost fell to the ground in shock, "Senior senior brother, he, he, he..."

"Dead." With a vague smile on the corner of Mu Li's mouth, he said slowly, "I killed it."

He stared closely at his younger brother's expression, the first time he heard him murder, how would his younger brother react, disgusted?disgust?

However, he was wrong.

"Brother, you are so amazing." He heard his younger brother praise him in a cheerful voice.

"Senior brother, how did you kill him? I fought against him before. He is not so easy to kill. Hehe, senior brother, do you have any secret weapon? We are all senior brothers, so tell your junior brother Listen." Xing Yan blinked his eyes sincerely, but looked at his senior brother expectantly, and finally waited for his senior brother's answer... What the hell!

Xing Yan held his forehead that hurt from the beating, his senior brother's chuckle echoed in his ears, his head was full of black lines, his senior brother must have gone bad, right?definitely.

Xing Yan looked back at the dirty corpse, rolled his eyes, "Brother, wait for me."

"Wang Shen, remember to bring the murderer back, we will go to collect the reward tomorrow."

Wang Shen/Girl: …………

Wang Shen looked at the corpse on the ground that had been pierced through the chest by a sword, and wiped his face bitterly.

Can he not move!

Carrying a dead body is very unlucky.

What answered him was the autumn wind whistling in the night sky, rolling up fallen leaves and whistling past him.

Well, he is a coolie.

When Wang Shen was like an old scalper, holding the girl exhaustedly, and carrying Qin Bandit Bai and Xing Yan on his back, they met, it was already daylight.

Xing Yan drank the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, and casually picked up the greased paper bag on the table and threw it to Wang Shen.

"You eat first, as for this woman..." Xing Yan raised his hand and tapped her body a few times, and said, "Now that the acupuncture points on your body have been released, you can go home."

The woman didn't respond, she just stood in front of Xing Yan pitifully with her head down, occasionally glancing at Xing Yan, her expression hesitant to speak.

Piansheng Xingyan is a nervous person, and he never received the girl's secret glances at all.

Lin Yuewan glared at Xing Yan in embarrassment, mustered up her courage and stammered, "Little girl Yuewan, I haven't thanked my benefactor yet."

Xing Yan waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay." Anyway, it's just to save you by the way.

Lin Yuewan didn't know what Xing Yan was thinking, she stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her, even the casual look on his face became extremely attractive.

Although I took advantage of the moonlight to take a rough look last night, and guessed in my heart that the other party would not be there, but until now she stood in front of him at close range, she didn't know that Zong Zhi's handsome and handsome boy in the book raised his head and rolled his eyes. Looking at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree before the wind [Note: Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking] What should it look like.

Girls' feelings are always poetry, sometimes just such a casual glance, a heart is so quietly promised.

What's more, last night this person saved her from fire and water, and saved her from losing her innocence. Such a great kindness, even if she promises it with her body, is also acceptable.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuewan's pretty face secretly crept up a touch of blush again. She was pleased with the man in front of her, but was ashamed of the man's incomprehensible style. She hinted so clearly, why was she still like a log? .

Lin Yuewan bit her lip shyly, and decided to make a hint if she couldn't do it.

"Yue Wan is the concubine daughter of the Lin family in Qing'an City. She was lucky to be rescued by the young master last night, so Yue Wan wants to invite, wants to invite..." It is the young girl's family, who is so thin-skinned that she wants her to be a girl who has not left the court. It is really embarrassing for a woman to invite a foreigner to come over the house.

Lin Yuewan's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and twirled her fingers, thinking that what she said was so obvious, the young man should understand her intentions.

Helpless, Xing Yan is a ten thousand year old bachelor, his emotional intelligence is so low that it is outrageous, all his attention is on the [Lin family], and the only famous Lin family in Qing'an City is...

Xing Yan restrained his mind, and asked: "Dare to ask Miss Lin, my father is Lin Yibian, Lin Hongzhen, Mr. Lin who are well-known in the world."

Lin Yuewan's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly, "It's my father, and the young man also recognizes my father?"

The smile on Xing Yan's face dropped sharply, "I've heard it in Jiang Hu."

"Oh." Because of this answer, Lin Yuewan felt a little sluggish, but after thinking about it, her father is well-known in the world and is a role model for young people. She can just introduce the two of them to each other.

The young hero has high martial arts skills and a man's heart, his father will definitely like him.

Lin Yuewan blushed for her conjecture, but after thinking about it for a long time, she realized that she didn't seem to know the young hero's name yet.

He raised his head again and again and asked, "Young man, how dare I ask your name."

Xing Yan looked down at the cardamom-aged girl in front of him, and stared at him. He couldn't seem too unkind, so he whispered: "Xing Yan, the punishment of punishment, the flame of flame."