Blood Earl and Millennium White Fox

"Shen Shen" is a hidden underground boxing arena, where strength is advocated, and under the banner of respecting the strong, boxers who come here do not need to sign life and death certificates, they can go directly to the ring, and there are no fixed rules at all. Both parties agree that one-to-one and one-to-many exist, because those who come here are all people who regard life and death as nothing, or right and wrong.

But today, the cheers of the audience were louder than usual, and the enthusiasm seemed to overturn the entire boxing arena.

I saw a long body standing on the stage, a coquettish man in a fiery red ancient robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, with a romantic charm, a chilling sneer in the corner of his mouth, provoking phoenix eyes, his eyes fluttered, Concentrating on Wushuang's seductiveness, he kicked away a man who was prostrate on the ground, his voice was lazily full of mockery, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Next."

At this time, an unusually deep and hoarse voice sounded from the audience, "Beauty, this is not the place for you, such beautiful hands, red lips, and perfect figure are only suitable for serving men, don't you think so? "

As soon as his voice sounded, all the cheers subsided in an instant. Everyone didn't even dare to breathe loudly, and looked at the place where the sound came from with horror in their eyes.

It was a man with extremely well-developed muscles, but seeing an ugly scar on his face extending from the left forehead to the corner of the right mouth, his face, which was originally quite upright, suddenly became full of viciousness, and he smiled softly. Horror and evil.

Yan Jing's eyes drifted to the man sitting under the stage talking, and walked gracefully on the stage, slowly walking around the stage, holding a fan in her right hand, and lightly hitting the palm of her left hand, "How do you know that I am only suitable for serving men? Why? Want to try it?" Instead, Yanjing cast a winking glance at everyone present, and smiled charmingly, "Or, do you all want to try?"

"Actually, if you want to try, it's not impossible." Yanjing suddenly opened the folding fan, put one hand behind her back, and shook the folding fan with the other, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Come up, beat me. Of course, I don't mind if you come here once." How much, as long as you can defeat me, hehe... I belong to you tonight..." In one sentence, it is extremely ambiguous and tempting to imagine.

When the words fell, Yan Jing stood on the stage and smiled lightly. The male animals in the audience were instantly seduced by this smile and swallowed their saliva. For a moment, they forgot the deterrent power that the man in the audience gave them , while the few women spat with contempt on their faces.

In an instant, a man dressed in black with a frivolous face appeared on the stage. This man is not ugly, but his deep bags under his eyes and obscene eyes make him look very obscene. She looked Yan Jing up and down with strange eyes, and said with a greedy voice, "Beauty, wait for the Lord to love you."

The man punched Yanjing, and sneered disdainfully. The fan in Yanjing's hand instantly turned into a long sword, and flew up, like a phoenix soaring into the sky. The man let out a scream and rolled to the ground.

"Such dirty eyes have ruined my good sword." At this time, Yanjing's face was as cold as ice, and her voice was cold, "Next, who will come? Or together?"

Although some people were intimidated by Yan Jing's ruthless methods just now, they didn't dare to have extra fantasies, but more people were aroused by the scene just now, aroused the bloodthirsty desire in their hearts, licking their lips, each one seemed to be possessed Like climbing up the stage, one, two, three...

Yan Jing looked coldly at this group of people who had lost their minds, and the corners of her mouth curled into a slightly sinister arc, "It's good to come together, we can solve it at once, I can only blame you for being unlucky, who made my man get hurt here?"

With the horizontal sword in hand, Yan Jing raised a strand of red hair with one hand, and pressed it to her lips. The blood-colored pupils were even more charming. A sword, at this moment, was shining with blood-colored light, but there was no blood visible. As soon as the sword came out, it was a corpse.

Yan Jing standing on the stage at this time is not like a fairy, but more like a dark Shura from hell, but his long flaming hair, fluttering feathers, and sharp long sword are still unstained, so beautiful Can't look directly.

In the audience, there were only a few terrified women left, and the man with the scar on his face, but seeing the man standing up, with a satisfied smile on his lips, he clapped his hands, "Such a hot beauty is even more impressive to me." Heart."

After speaking, the man suddenly let out a loud roar, and the scattered corpses on the stage were instantly shaken away, leaving only the unmoving Yan Jing on the stage, the corners of the man's mouth opened further when he saw this, "Haha...not bad , Beauty, you are getting more and more my appetite!"

The man licked his lips and chanted a spell. A strange weapon appeared in his hand. The front end of the weapon was a huge iron ball, which was connected by a thick iron chain. Every time he took a step forward, the iron chain issued a huge sound. The sound, the huge sense of oppression made people shudder, but Yan Jing still had a cold face, and the expression in his eyes was calm.

Suddenly, the man took the lead in attacking. Yan Jing tapped her toes and flew up. The long sword in her hand turned into a long whip and swung it towards the man. The whip seemed to be alive, and instantly entangled the iron chain on the man's weapon. The man's eyes There was a flash of surprise, and he immediately chanted a spell, only to find that the whip was getting tighter and tighter.

At this time, Yan Jing was hanging in the air, surrounded by red light, with a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness, "You have spent a hundred years of practice in vain, and you are here to cause harm to the world. You can't show your original shape quickly, and you will be caught without a fight." Whip It suddenly grew longer, tightly entangled the man's whole body, and with a painful roar, the man gradually turned into a large lizard.

clap clap clap!

There was a round of applause, Yan Jing turned around and saw a beautiful woman with long golden hair standing at the door, she was wearing tight clothes, and her eyes were sharp, "The Oriental technique of catching monsters really opened my eyes."

When Yan Jing saw the woman, her eyes narrowed for a moment. She watched the woman walk up to him and stretched out her hand to him, "Hi, my name is Angela, nice to meet you, what is your name?"

"Have you ever hurt a high-level vampire? His eyes are purple." Yan Jing ignored the woman's outstretched hand and answered irrelevant questions.

The woman was slightly taken aback, then withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and replied, "Yes, I followed his scent to get here that day. I thought he was a low-level vampire, but I never thought that I would unexpectedly gain such a high-level vampire. Bloodlines."

Not noticing Yan Jing's suddenly ugly face, the woman still said to herself, "But it's strange, in fact, I can't kill him with my ability, but he looked lonely that day, and he suffered from my pain for life. Arrows. But how do you know?"

"Hehe... how do I know?" Yan Jing suddenly laughed out loud, slightly sarcastic, and then stretched out her hand to slap the woman on the face, the woman looked at him incredulously, and said angrily, "What are you doing?! "

"I don't kill you because you have righteousness, but I still want to remind you that not all monsters in this world are bad. Sometimes, people are scarier than monsters."

Yan Jing withdrew her hand, turned around and walked out, but stopped at the door, and said casually, "But this slap, I slapped for my man, next time I will find out before hurting others, otherwise, next time, you can It’s not as simple as a slap.”

The woman stared blankly at Yan Jing disappearing in front of her eyes in an instant, touched her face, and the sentence circling in her mind, "Not all demons and ghosts in this world are bad", the first time she heard such an argument, she couldn't help but feel a little bit Can't react.

Later, the woman was saved by a vampire, she gradually changed her previous prejudices, and gradually grew into a leader among the new hunters. She often said to her companions, "Sometimes letting others die is also leaving a life for myself." A way out, no bloodline is born evil."

When Yan Jing returned to the villa, Black Rose had already turned into a black cat, lying on the bed and fell asleep. Yan Jing walked to the bed, picked up the black cat and threw it out, causing a sharp meow However, under Yan Jing's cold gaze, the black cat whimpered, turned and ran away.

Huh...Master, I can't defeat this monster, I can only watch him continue to harm you...

Yan Jing lightly stroked the man's handsome and masculine face, and sighed softly for a long time, "Why are you so stupid, when did I say I was leaving?...But, you are so stupid, you actually make me feel inexplicably happy, don't you?" This seat has also become stupid? Forget it... I lost to you, and I won't leave..."

But at this moment, the man who was sleeping suddenly opened those purple eyes, which were filled with brilliance, making people unable to bear to look directly at them. Yan Jing was startled, and couldn't help but annoyed, "When did you wake up?!"

But the man seemed to have never heard of it, with deep affection and nostalgia in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to caress his dreaming face, his voice was weak, but the words he said instantly made Yan Jing's soul tremble, he said, "Jing, you are finally back, I love you."

Silent for a long time, the man stared at Yan Jing with complex and deep eyes, and slowly Yan Jing's face was faintly blush, which was hard to see in a thousand years, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, Yan Jing cursed, "Damn it! You are so literary and artistic." Why! Let me... this seat... um..."

All the following words were buried in Jack's sudden deep kiss. For a moment, the room was full of love and affection, and I only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals...