Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Mu Zishi's neck was frosted white by the light of the knife, and a ray of bright red slowly burst out along the blade. He was always afraid of pain, so he couldn't help frowning and said: "I know what you have done... Take your knife away."

Ge Shu Ye broke his cheek muscles and twisted: "Do you think I will keep you from killing?"

Mu Zishi confronted him tit for tat: "Do you think I'll come here on purpose to let you kill me?"

"Since I have a way to know your details, I naturally have a way to spread this matter to the world after my death. If you don't believe me, you might as well try it."

Ge Shu Yepo stepped back a little with his blade, and suddenly laughed loudly: "So what if it is spread all over the world? Ge Shu Yepo has even given up his surname, so is he still afraid of the crime of killing his sister?"

Mu Zishi curled up his fingers, flicked the back of the knife with a ding, and said softly: "Of course the master is not afraid, but the underground Master Shu Jingshan will know after his death, so I'm afraid he doesn't want everyone to speak out about the shame of the Shu family."

His lower lip curled slightly, appearing extremely arrogant, but his tone was extremely light-hearted: "Besides, the head of the family has never betrayed his surname at all. Mr. Shu is a descendant of the Geshu tribe, isn't he?"

Ge Shu Ye was chilled all over his body, but his eyes were burning red, and his internal organs were smashed by countless small knives. It was obvious that he was holding life and death with steel knives, but it was as if he had stripped his clothes in public and tore his skin. Exposing fragile tender flesh and festering wounds, at a loss, at a loss.

The hatred in his heart was extremely angry, but he was also extremely terrified. He couldn't control himself, he was afraid that he would kill the demon in front of him with a single knife, so he hastily withdrew the knife, but his hands trembled, and the blade cut a shallow hole on the back of Mu Zishi's hand. A few drops of blood coral beads generally ooze out.

As soon as the saber was sheathed, Mu Zishi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It seems that the master is willing to have a good talk about King Fengjing?"

Smiling and looking up, Ge Shu Yepo had strange eyes, staring at the back of his hand.

Mu Zishi's nature is keen to see the wind and know the rain, and he can know the meaning by looking at its color. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and a string of ruby ​​bracelets suddenly appeared. Before the massacre, I saw a string of red beads wrapped around the prostitute's wrist!

This shock was no small matter, and looking at Ge Shu Yepo's eyes hidden under the shadow of the brow bone, the dark and flickering eyes were clearly the fiery and crazy beast light.

The black tide of fear submerged his body in an instant, and there was only one thought left in Mu Zishi's mind, escape!

Make a decisive decision, turn around and go straight to the window, shouting loudly: "Left... pick up the fly! Pick up the fly!"

The voice was sharp, but trembling unreasonably.

Mu Zishi knew that he was terribly frightened, the shadow of death coming from the top turned into a cold line of ice, from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, so heavy that it made the hands and feet go limp.

He tried his best to climb up the window sill, but his waist was suddenly grabbed. Ge Shu Yepo breathed heavily and grinned, "You asked for it, Your Highness Seventh...you asked for it!"

The fresh wind and snowflakes hit the face, chilling the heart and spleen, Mu Zishi piercingly said "Left pick up", but no one answered.

Ge Shu Yepo easily pushed him to the ground: "What are you shouting for? Where is His Highness's cleverness? Even if he is here, how dare you fight against me?"

Mu Zishi tremblingly said: "You want...you dare to kill me?"

Ge Shu Yepo turned a deaf ear, put his finger on Mu Zishi's neck, suppressed his struggle, and murmured to himself: "You really provoked me... What do you think I should do with you? Now I don't want to kill you, how can I let you die so happily?"

Mu Zishi was lying on the dark ground, struggling like a pure white bird with its wings imprisoned.

His skin under the palm felt like a thick snow, as if it could melt and flow with a little force.

There seemed to be a strange change in the air, and Lin Shenai's words suddenly rang in his ears clearly: "Could it be that you are really so nice to women...why are you so nice to someone surnamed Mu?"

Yes, why do you treat him so well?Will you be soft on him?Will heal him?Ignore or even condone him when he plays tricks?Knowing his danger is fatal but still keeping him by your side?

The blood on the back of Mu Zishi's hand was dripping like a string of coral beads on his sister's wrist, but he was not those two fireworks prostitutes who let others play with them. My brother...he doesn't have that disgustingly filthy aura mixed with powder and yang essence.

He is an incomparably noble prince, but he can prostrate himself on the ground to resist his own whip. Although it is as vicious and sharp as a knife dyed red on the top of a crane, it is even more clean after the rain in March, and can wash away all rotten scars. .

As if it was just a short moment, Ge Shuye's abdomen burst out suddenly, feeling unbearably hot, like a red-hot scorching steel knife, splitting a twisted and cruel but close at hand for years of silent desire. road to recovery.Immediately, my heart was full of ecstasy and eagerness, and there was also a kind of profane and evil stimulation. He picked up Mu Zishi, held his loose hair with one hand, leaned closer and smiled: "Your Highness, although you are very annoying, this appearance But it is unparalleled in the world!"

It turns out that what I have to face is a humiliation more terrible than death... Since Qi Yupei's death, Mu Zishi has never experienced such a moment of helplessness, sober and hopeless, and has never hated his own sensitivity so much, even the slowness of self-deception. Can't ask for it.

Ge Shu Yepo stared at his dark green pupils, but saw that the pupils were clear and magnificent, and there was a kind of fragmented and fragile beauty. The more he looked at it, the more he fell in love with him, so he couldn't help kissing him, and said with a vague smile: "It's okay to pay the debt of the father." Not bad, don't you think?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold air rushing in from his lower abdomen, and secretly thought, how could Mu Zishi be such a docile and harmless person?

Fortunately, he has been practicing martial arts all year round and has a very quick reaction. When he was suddenly attacked, Ge Shuye instinctively contracted his muscles and got away to dodge.

I only felt a sharp pain in the blink of an eye, after all, they were still too close, from the lower abdomen to the side of the waist, there was already a shallow but long gash cut by a sharp weapon.

Ge Shu Yepo was furious, he released Mu Zishi's wrist with a thud, the dagger fell to the ground, but when his knee full of strength touched his shirt, he paused for a moment.

Ge Shu Yepo has repeatedly struggled to survive the time of life and death, and never shows mercy to the enemy. This knee bump is accompanied by a fierce wind, and even a stone slab can be torn apart. The corpse was broken on the spot.

Mu Zishi obviously also knew that the wings of death had spread above his head, but the corner of his mouth evoked a faint smile of success, and when he closed his eyes, there was only a sense of relief in his heart.

But the expected heavy blow didn't come, and Ge Shuye said coldly: "You want to provoke me to kill you? Your Highness... I haven't tasted you yet, how can I be willing?"

His voice was full of cruelty and greed, Mu Zishi was dizzy for a while, and was thrown heavily on the bed.

Ge Shu Yepo is not only as vicious as a devil, but also as shrewd as a ghost. Right now, he is lying on the edge of a sword, and it is impossible to seek death.

The dislocated wrist hurt like a needle prick, but Mu Zishi didn't care at all, he just stared at Ge Shu Yepo, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you touch me, you will definitely regret it."

Ge Shu Yepo sneered, hastily wiped the wounds on his waist and abdomen, not to mention, raised his hand and tore off Mu Zishi's clothes, touched his naked body with rough palms, his gray eyes were terribly bright, and looked down. Said: "Accept your fate!"

Feeling his unusual fiery strength, Mu Zishi could no longer control himself, his mind was filled with blankness, all calmness collapsed like quicksand, from fingertips to toes, he struggled with all his strength, like a fish in a cauldron.

On the way to escape a few years ago, the memory of being insulted by Chai Ba poured in to make matters worse, and he could hear the iron hoofs of the army horses rolling closer to his ears, and couldn't help shouting: "Wu Shang... Wu Shang is here!"

Ge Shu Yepo easily suppressed him, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was already impatient: "I advise you to be honest, I don't want to hurt you yet, it all depends on whether you are good or not! "

After finishing speaking, he forcibly separated his already weak legs, and held his waist with one hand not to escape. The hideous and huge clone slowly approached, rubbing his buttocks slightly moist, and pushed into the tightly closed secret place.

Squeezing the tip in a little bit, the feeling is like touching cream, soft and delicate beyond description, Ge Shu Yepo couldn't help but gasped, his breathing was messed up.But wanting to completely penetrate that narrow and compact place, even he himself felt a kind of cruelty like slaughter.

Mu Zishi's face was pale, his teeth chattered in pain, he bit his lip, turned his head and said: "I will kill you."

His voice was small and clear, but it trembled like a snake letter against his throat. Ge Shuye exploded his scalp, and his blood boiled in an instant. All kinds of inexplicable emotions were intertwined and intertwined. Turned into the most primitive desire, no more pity, fierce force, only a slight cracking sound, the penis like a murder weapon has been pierced in its entirety.

"Did you feel it? Your Highness, how did you kill me?"