Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Shen Gurong pulled out the scimitar from the puppet with his backhand, and the fox ears on the top of his head stood up.

Sang Luofu soon approached, she was covered in blood, she didn't know if it was hers or someone else's, even in this state, she still smiled and blessed her body, respectfully said: "The holy king is still as clear as tomorrow."

Shen Gurong looked at her coldly: "I dare not be that."

He looked at Sang Luofu carefully, and it was indeed as Xue Manzhuang said, she had a weird feeling all over her body, as if all those beautiful and beautiful places were spliced ​​inch by inch.

Coupled with the beauty bone that Sang Luofu mentioned before...

Shen Gurong shuddered without a trace. Could it be that her skin is all made up of other people's beautiful bones?

And Sang Luofu said before that he has the most beautiful bones in the world, Shen Gurong thought to himself, if she didn't have any grudges with Shen Fengxue, she probably coveted his bones.

Shen Gurong thought, silently clenched the knife in his hand.

Sang Luofu didn't know if he was injured during the fight with Qingyu, a spider web-like crack appeared on that beautiful face, dividing the beautiful face into several pieces, and what was even more weird was that the expression on the parted face It turned out to be completely different.

Expressions of joy, anger, sadness, shock, fear, etc. appeared on the same face, and upon closer inspection, one's hairs stood on end in shock.

While frightened, Shen Gurong said in her heart: "Ah! This! This face! It's too scary and exciting! I must tell the storyteller about it when I go back. The half-face makeup he talked about is too old-fashioned. If you are a monster, you should wear ten faces!"

The corners of Shimianzhuang's lips curled up, but her left eye was crying. She said softly, "The Holy Monarch understands righteousness. He has killed countless evil spirits in the Three Realms in the past hundred years. He can bear this praise."

When Shen Gurong said praise, he praised it, you put the knife back first.

Sang Luofu moved forward, and Shen Gurong held the knife even tighter, his body tensed up, as if he would perform a fish-knife style of gossip series at any time.

Sang Luofu saw the knife held by his slender fingers, covered his lips and gave another chuckle, and said: "The holy king has been punished by thunder, and his spiritual veins have been sealed. Now he is no different from ordinary people. This knife is too sharp. You It's best to let it go."

Before she finished speaking, the bone knife in her hand turned pale, and it was divided into ten pieces like a peacock spreading its tail, and shot towards Shen Gu Rong like a sharp arrow.

Shen Gurong didn't change his expression, he let go of his mind and raised the hand holding the knife, in a flash, the knife almost jumped up in his hand, with a few clang clang clangs, it hit Sang Luofu's bone knives one by one open.

The last bone knife collided with Shen Gurong's knife tip, and there was an ear-piercing bang, and all of them turned into ashes and fell down.

"Oh?" Sang Luofu didn't feel surprised, just smiled and said, "As expected of No. 1 in the Three Realms, I can catch my sword even without spiritual power."

Shen Gurong was expressionless, thinking: "As expected of No. 1 in the Three Realms! Even without spiritual power, I can catch her sword!"

Shen Gurong casually held a saber in his hand, gave Sang Luofu a faint glance, and said, "That water ghost deserves what he deserves. If I don't kill him, I will be the one who dies. Miss Sang, you understand the truth of the law of the jungle in the Three Realms." Bar."

He intended to coax Sang Luofu with his three-inch tongue - although he knew it would not be of any use, at least it was much better than waiting to die, after all, Sang Luofu had only a few bone knives just now. Without using her spiritual power, if she really became ruthless, she might not be able to eat and walk around.

He was thinking about what reasoning would be better, but he didn't expect that Sang Luofu's face changed instantly when he finished speaking.

Her split face instantly unified into the same expression.

It was the horror, disbelief, and gradually brewing madness when hearing the bad news.

Shen Gurong looked at her strangely, not understanding what was wrong with her.

"You..." Shen Gurong heard her say each word in a hoarse voice, "You killed him?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Ganqing Sang Luofu still doesn't know about this? !

Shen Gurong dug his own grave, and handed the enemy a shovel to bury the soil on it.

Shen Gurong smiled wryly, and said without any hope: "Can you forget what I just said?"

Sang Luofu was on the verge of collapse. She was holding the bone knife tightly, and the ease she had been doing all along had already been defeated. She murmured: "You killed him? You actually killed him?"

She only knew to repeat this sentence back and forth, and the bone knife was almost crushed by her slender fingers.

Hearing her breath getting heavier, Shen Gurong knew that something was going to happen. He instinctively stepped back half a step, but it seemed to be a signal for Sang Luofu to explode. The next moment, there was a muffled sound in Shen Gurong's ear, as if something The heavy object volleyed through the air.

His pupils narrowed, and he tilted his head slightly, just in time to see a lock of severed white hair floating on the ground, with the ends of the hair coiled in a circle.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Sang Luofu has completely ignored any beauty at this time, all the cracks that were forced down by her burst open, and even her whole body seemed to be distorted, with snow-white bones growing out, like sharp knives. Root attacked Shen Gurong.

At that moment just now, she probably missed Shen Gurong's ear because she was angry and missed the shot, and cut off a lock of hair.

At this time, it was supposed to be a fatal situation, but for some reason, Shen Gurong felt so strange that there was no fear at all.

He looked at Sang Luofu's strange body, and thought coldly: "It's really ugly."

Is the beauty of the skin that the world is looking for... the ghostly painted skin that was put together at will?

The familiar sharp sound sounded again, according to Shen Gurong's eyesight, he couldn't catch the bone knife flying like a sharp arrow, so he could only lift it up by mistake by relying on the sound, and slashed it horizontally.

For a moment, he accidentally blocked a bone knife, but he forced himself to take half a step back, and the knife in his hand shattered into pieces and fell directly to the ground, leaving only a handle.

Shen Gurong: "..."

When the second bone knife struck again, Shen Gurong had no choice but to raise his hand to take it hard, but just as he raised his hand, the black beads on his wrist suddenly flashed with blood, and a ghostly shadow Appeared instantly, opened his mouth and pounced, directly holding the menacing bone knife in his mouth.

Shen Gurong frowned suddenly, and when he turned his head to look, the beads that Xiwu had given him on his wrist had disappeared, leaving only a red rope chasing a golden bell tied around his white wrist.

Evening fog?

Shen Gurong took a closer look, and the figure in front of him turned out to be a black snake with thick arms.

The black snake opened its mouth and closed it, and actually crushed the hard bone knife, chewed it and swallowed it into its stomach.

Shen Gurong: "..."

This, is this really made by Xiwu?Just that poor, weak woman called elder brother?

This time, Shen Gurong really felt that Xiwu and his own sister Shen Xiwu were not the same person at all, no matter how similar they looked, they were different after all.

Sang Luofu's face was ferocious: "Shen Fengxue! You should die!"

There is no wavering in Shen Gurong's heart. In the past hundred years, Shen Fengxue has killed countless demons and ghosts, and there are countless people who hate him and love him. People like him who are as quiet as the moon will never be killed by anyone. The root of the tongue is touched.

He should be like the bright moon in the sky, without fireworks.

In addition to the pastor.

Shen Gurong's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had suddenly figured out something, even if Sang Luofu, who could kill him, was in front of him, he didn't care, and took out the puppet in his arms, wishing to see it again Chang eight pairs of eyes can clearly see the puppet's facial features.

It's just that the more you look at him, the more your hands tremble, and your heart beats more and more frantically.

The facial features of the little puppet seemed to be the grown-up Mu Ban.

His hands softened, and he almost lost the puppet's grip, and in a blink of an eye, countless snow-white bones and celestial maidens scattered towards him like flowers, the black snake didn't stop it for a moment, and screamed at him sharply.

It was the scream of a ghost.

Shen Gurong looked up, and several bone knives slashed down on his head.

At that moment, Shen Gurong was still thinking, why on earth did Lin Shuhe carve a puppet like Mu Yu for him?

In an instant, there was a sharp sound, and a bloodstain suddenly fell in front of Shen Gurong, and then Lin Shuhe's voice sounded from behind him.

"Eleventh, brother, is it too late?"

Shen Gurong turned around in a daze.

Lin Shuhe casually held a sword that was exactly the same as Shen Gurong's. The blade passed by Shen Gurong's side and stood in front of him. The bone knife bounced off suddenly.

Because of the collision of the bone knife, the blood on his blade was split, and a stench of stench came over the ground.

Lin Shuhe stood behind him, the strong smell of medicine and blood intertwined, making Shen Gurong almost vomit.

His face was pale, and he said, "Senior brother."

Lin Shuhe's hand holding the knife almost fell down, and it seemed that he would not be able to hold it in the next second, but he still held it firmly. The oncoming bone knife seemed to be nothing to him. Worse than the rain that falls.

The broken knife in Shen Gurong's hand had recovered at some point, and there were still spots of cracks flashing.

Lin Shuhe said softly: "This is the natal spiritual weapon of senior brother, you should use it well."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Natal artifact?A natal artifact that shatters so easily?

But that's right, this spirit weapon and Lin Shu are just like this person, looking very fragile, but relying on Shen Fengxue's heavenly chance, it can be healed.

Seeing Lin Shuhe coming, Shen Gurong was inexplicably relieved, he tilted his head and asked, "Whose blood is on your body?"

Lin Shuhe smiled and said, "Guess."

Shen Gurong looked at the direction he came from, it was the ruined temple he had just escaped from.

Shen Gurong suddenly fell silent.

Lin Shuhe raised his hand to gently touch Shen Gu Rong's fox ears, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his pale face.

"Eleven, your fox ears are really good." Lin Shuhe said softly, "But I know you don't like it, so I will kill all the people who have seen your posture."

Shen Gurong: "..."

He suddenly understood... why in Shen Fengxue's memory, the word "cold-blooded and ruthless" was used for the sick Lin Shuhe.

Lin Shuhe raised his hand to push Shen Gurong behind him, and said calmly: "Stay away, and be careful not to splash blood on your body."

Before Shen Gurong had time to react, he felt that his Sixth Senior Brother, who was shaking for a long time after walking three steps, was like a gust of wind, rushing towards Sang Luofu who was covered in bones.

In just a moment, his slender and thin fingers directly inserted into Sang Luofu's chest, and blue blood gushed out instantly.

Sang Luofu screamed ferociously, her face was full of tears, her whole body froze, her eyes blankly looked at the man who appeared in front of her like a ghost.

Lin Shuhe's hand gently swirled around her heart, and the sound of flesh and blood churning was extremely piercing, but his voice was soft and soft, as if he was whispering to his lover.

"Shark tears, I accept it."

Sang Luofu looked at him blankly, feeling that all the spiritual power in his body was slowly draining from the blood hole in his chest.

The countless bones pulled out of the innocent person's body were like withered grass roots, turning yellow little by little, slowly falling off from various parts of her body.

She staggered and knelt on the ground a little bit.

Lin Shuhe withdrew his hand from her chest, and there was not even a trace of blood on the palm, and a drop of crystal clear blue beads was gently sandwiched between his fair fingers.

That is the shark's tears.

Lin Shuhe glanced at Sang Luofu as if looking at a dead object, and said lightly, "Thank you."

Sang Luofu fell straight to the ground.

I don't know if it's the imminent death, or the tears blurred his vision, Sang Luofu felt someone wading from him in a trance.

She struggled to open her eyes.

In the Dongting water, a man in white was standing on the edge of the boat, holding a handful of boat poles in his hand, and he was coming towards her little by little.

Sang Luofu's pupils were slightly dilated, and she tried her best to wave her hand to keep him away, but in the eyes of others, she only moved her fingers lightly.

"Don't come here," she thought, "I'm not the most beautiful yet, so don't come here."

Shen Gurong looked down at Sang Luofu who was gradually losing his breath, and suddenly heard Sang Luofu say something suddenly.

"The concubine is just..."

"The concubine just wants a beauty bone."

Shen Gurong's pupils suddenly shrank.

Ten years ago, when he strayed into the water ghost barrier, he seemed to have heard such words.

"I just want a pair of eyes."

"I can't find it anywhere."

Sang Luofu had already lost his breath, and after the number one beauty in the Three Realms disappeared, she was nothing but withered bones.

Lin Shuhe didn't care about Sang Luofu's life or death at all, he took a handkerchief to wipe away the Merren's tears little by little, and waved to Shen Gurong with a smile: "Eleven, come."

Shen Gurong's heart was like still water, for some reason, he didn't have the slightest fear of Lin Shuhe's appearance of laughing at Yan Yan after the murder, as if he had long been used to Lin Shuhe's ruthless hands, and walked over with a blank expression.

"Alas." Lin Shuhe sighed, bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the Merman's tears, and quickly drew a spell on the spiritual vein on Shen Gurong's wrist. He said, "It's a heinous crime."

Shen Gurong: "..."

It wasn't like this when you killed someone just now.

Lin Shuhe finished drawing the talisman in one breath, then raised his hand and summoned a faint sky thunder, which struck Shen Gurong's spiritual vein without a trace.

Shen Gurong only felt his whole body go numb, and then the spirit veins that had been stagnant for several days were instantly unblocked.

The spiritual power is running as before.

Shen Gurong opened his hand to look, then waved out a wave of spiritual power, and with a bang, a big hole was blasted out of the flat ground.

Lin Shuhe sighed, and said, "Eleventh, I'll rely on you to send my brother back."

Before Shen Gurong heard it clearly, he saw Lin Shuhe, who was still murdering just now, cover his lips and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the gap between his fingers was blood red.

Shen Gurong was startled and immediately supported him.

Lin Shuhe collapsed in Shen Gurong's arms, vomiting blood while saying intermittently: "Go straight to the east, and you will be able to return to Xianyun City. Eleven, remember, Dong."

He raised his finger in a direction.

Shen Gurong: "Senior Brother?! Senior Brother!"

Seeing that Shen Gurong's face turned pale, Lin Shuhe forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just vomiting blood, no one can die."

After speaking, he passed out cleanly.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong hugged the unconscious Lin Shuhe blankly, and looked around.

Shino is silent.

Wan Lai was silent.

Shen Gurong looked at the direction of the east that Lin Shuhe was pointing at. Although she didn't trust her ability to recognize the way, she had no choice but to carry Lin Shuhe on her back and find out from Shen Fengxue's memory. The method of controlling the wind, instantly soared into the sky and went straight to the east.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Gurong landed steadily.

There is a plaque on the huge city gate in front of you, with three characters written on it.

Yuzhou City.

Shen Gurong: "..."