Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

Just like viruses, Trojan horses and worms in the computer, he killed without any psychological burden.

The law of the jungle, natural selection, that's all.

If he was weak and was killed one day, he would not resent him.

Just my own reasons.

23 Hostage Fate

更新时间2010-4-614:11:23字数：3549

Perhaps it was due to too many hunts, the few people were completely immune to the low wail of the Peach Blossom Demon, not only Nozamir rushed up to kill happily, even Xia Yu, who had a look of unbearable just now, also tried to use the usual The rare attack spell hunted and killed several Peach Blossom Demons.

This is probably just a habit.

Song Jing kept the silver phoenix-tailed butterfly in front of her all the time, guessing in her heart that she might be able to beat Baili Yaoyi's group.

Although the strength of the people in that group is generally higher than that of their own, if there is no way to find out where the Peach Blossom Demon is hiding, no matter how strong they are, it will be meaningless.

"Northamier, how many flowers did we pick?" Song Jing grabbed the excited Nothamier.

"Well, ah... oh," Nozamir completely regarded this hunt as an interesting game, the blue cat's eyes were filled with an excited smile, his little face was flushed, and he was stunned for a moment before answering, "Probably, Well, there are about thirty or so."

She smiled flatteringly at Song Jing, "Qingli, that's just a little bit, we can get it if we pick a little more, and what's more, isn't it going to overwhelm that guy Baili Yaoyi? Thirty years How can there be enough flowers? Ah, no, no, there are no more than thirty flowers, we have picked at most... twenty... no, not even ten flowers, let's continue, huh?"

She looked at Song Jing with twinkling eyes, looking forward to it.

Didn't you say that picking flowers is a bad person?Song Jing looked at her with a half-smile: "Hey, I remember that a certain person picked at least ten flowers by himself?"

In contrast, Thyme Susu's achievements are much smaller.Let Nozamir play it as a game.

No one would have imagined that Nozamir, who was as innocent as a child, would also treat human life in war as a game a few years later. The scene at that time, like today, was a game.

Nozamir stomped her feet in embarrassment: "Whether you step on it or not, that's a word."

"Step on." Song Jing shrugged, "I also think this is not enough."

"How much?" Xia Yu asked.

Baili Susu's eyes were cold: "If there are more than a hundred, the chances of winning are relatively high."

"Huh, the tone is not small." A voice came from the depths of the peach blossom, low and lingering, like a manjusawa that sneaked in twists and turns, gradually blooming dark blood-red flowers. Just listening to it, one can feel an extremely dangerous aura attacking her. My heart and my whole body began to tremble.

"Who?" The whip in Baili Susu's hand was like an arm, stretched straight and pulled it out.

Song Jing took a few steps back, his fighting ability is not strong yet, the best thing is not to become a drag on everyone.

He imperceptibly pulled the vigilant Nozamir: "Run back and find those patriarchs and elders. I think I guessed it right before. The animal is a horror monster."

This kind of coercion and creepy feeling of danger is not what the Peach Blossom Demon could bring to people before.

"Why?" Nozamir lowered his sensible voice, "If I stay, my fighting power will be stronger."

"But you run fast." Song Jing frowned. It was indeed ill-considered to let such a person who is good at close combat go back, but he was weak like a burden, and his speed could not meet the requirement.

Baili Susu was standing in the front right now, pointing forward with a long whip in his hand, with a vigilant expression on his face.

Xia Yu heard Song Jing's words from behind, and immediately raised her head, looking at Song Jing firmly: "I'll go."

"You can..." Song Jing was surprised, "If you take a step slower, you might be scattered and defeated by this monster."

Xia Yu's eyes are clear: "Trust me. I practice the wind attribute formula, and I am good at speed. The attack power of the third-rate formula is not much stronger. I don't want you to get in the way. I will go."

The words are already very clear, Song Jing squinted her eyes, and looked at Xia Yu very seriously: "I believe in you. Try to avoid the monster's attack. We all rely on you."

"En." Xia Yu firmly nodded slightly, without wasting any more time, she straightened her body, and retreated like the wind, leaving behind a series of afterimages, and the peach blossoms along the way were swayed by the turbulent wind. Peach petals are falling like rain.

Seeing Xia Yu's speed, Song Jing let go of her tense heart. At this speed, she can leave safely.

"There are three left." The voice was far and near, and the exact location was unclear, with bursts of inexplicable chill.

Song Jing put a protective spell around her body, and said softly, "Since your cultivation is so much higher than ours, what are you doing hiding your body? Come out, let us know if we die."

"Are you awakened to death?" With the sound of the voice, a man with blue-purple long hair appeared in front of several people.

He has a slender figure, wearing a large and soft light blue robe with a large placket at the chest, exposing a white and firm chest, looking wild and unrestrained.Looking at his eyebrows and eyes again, it is extremely seductive eyeliner, blue-purple eyes, looking at several people eeriely, the same blue-purple lips look very wild, with a dark and greasy smile, which makes people shudder.

"What kind is it?" Song Jing touched the bridge of his nose, as slutty as a fox, as glamorous as a butterfly, as cold as a snake.

Could it be a mutant variety?

"I'm a ghost butterfly." The ghost butterfly obviously heard Song Jing's muttering to himself, and his whole body was full of yin, staring at Song Jing sadly, his blue-purple eyes seemed to be frozen on Song Jing's body.

"Are you the one who found the little demons again and again?" Gui Die's gaze seemed to want to dissect Song Jing carefully, "You can actually draw a living butterfly, Xiao family, Xiao family... Huh, today I will let you The Xiao family's uniqueness has been completely lost."

"Who are you Peach Blossom Demon?" Song Jing asked.

Song Jing and the others intentionally delay the time, but they don't know that Gui Die also intentionally delays the time.

Ghost Butterfly's eyes were cold and lifeless, but Song Jing saw despair and sadness in them.

"I'm his man." Gui Die gave Song Jing a cold look, "No rush, let's wait slowly."

Wait?

Song Jing suddenly understood that Gui Die wanted those elders to come over.

Just now that place was used as a resting place, and various defensive restrictions and barriers were jointly arranged by several big families. If you take the risk and run there, you will really seek your own death.

Guidie wanted to avenge the Peach Blossom Demon in this way, and used herself and others to attract the elders and defeat them one by one.

Song Jing understood that Gui Die already had the will to die, and the next one would be a crazy counterattack by a big monster who was bent on revenge and didn't care about death.

The current calmness is like the brewing of a storm, the low-pressure silence of the dark clouds, but the urgency of the storm is revealed in the stagnation.

Song Jing kept her mouth shut and stopped talking. Both sides were delaying the time to wait for the arrival of reinforcements, so it would be useless to talk too much.

The atmosphere in this peach forest is oppressive, like a taut balloon, waiting for the chance to touch it, it will explode immediately.

Nuosha Mier has a lively personality. After a moment of silence between the two parties, she couldn't help but move to Song Jing's side, and said cautiously: "Hey, the peach blossom demon is a man, right?"

"En." Seeing that Gui Die didn't intend to deal with them now, Song Jing replied softly.He probably already knew what Nozamir wanted to ask.

"Then this ghost butterfly is also a man?"

"kindness."

"Those two men are..." Nozamir blushed.

Song Jing pursed her lips: "What do these two people have to do with you? The two men are no big deal."

Yes, no big deal.

In the 21st century, there are many homosexuals on the earth, so what if you are not used to it.Not surprising.In Song Jing's view, this is clearly an acquired humanistic phenomenon, and it is quite natural.

Nozamir suddenly opened his eyes wide, and exhaled exaggeratedly: "Is it a big deal?"

In Muyun Prairie, once a person like this is found, he will be burned to the stake and roasted to death.

"That's their freedom."

Baili Susu also heard it from the front, and looked back at Song Jing with strange eyes. There is such a thing in the Xia Zhi Empire, and there are no rare cases of men falling in love in the high-level.But everyone kept it secret, and had a tacit understanding in their hearts, so they were embarrassed to say it out loud.There is really no such thing as Song Jing. Talking about men falling in love is like talking about such a natural and normal thing as eating and drinking.

Could it be that Qingli is also...?

Baili Susu has strengthened her heart, so what if Qingli likes men?Qingli was the only brother who abandoned the invitation of his elder brother and became his friend.Based on this alone, he will never look at Qingli with contempt.

Song Jing didn't think of a few words, Baili Susu had already divided him into the gay circle.He estimated the time in his heart, and at Xia Yu's speed, it was almost time to invite the elders.

Gui Die's expression also became more serious, and he raised his hands, and blue-purple dust appeared from his hands like gravel, with its long tail curled up, and rushed towards Baili Susu who was at the front.

"Baili." Song Jing didn't have time to react, and she didn't have time to retreat, she could only watch Baili Susu collapsed in the smoke, and the blue and purple smoke rushed towards her.

The air he inhaled in a panic was like a snake crawling through the cold and slippery airway. Song Jing's whole body went limp and fell to the ground, and Nozamir, who fell down in one step, pressed straight on his body.

Song Jing groaned, almost suffocating, and a thought firmly emerged in her mind, this girl should lose weight, and I must tell her about it later.

Not far away came the voice of Beidou old man Tanlang: "Monster, put me down."

Only then did Song Jing feel that the skirt behind her back had been caught, and her body seemed to be rising from the clouds.