Days and nights of the Raiders of Peerless Beauty

Xiao Ke listened to what he said, but he uttered nonsense, a few flesh and blood wanted to fight against the nearly [-] short-shot crossbows of his family's martial servants, it wouldn't be smashed into a meat sieve in the blink of an eye

Besides, he and Xiao Yan had already arranged, no matter what the contest was, Xiao Yan would definitely burn Xiao Yulang's coffin to ashes.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan should have sneaked up from behind.

Xiao Ke remained calm, thinking of procrastinating for a while, and pretending to give in to Xie Dunyun's clamor, "Our Xiao's store naturally dare not compete with the uncle of Lijinmen."

"The Xiao Clan has always been calm and peaceful, yet a monstrous monster like Xiao Yulang has been born, playing monsoons and spreading illusions. If we can't eradicate it today, my Xiao Clan is ashamed of the empress, and sorry of our ancestors. !"

hum...

Xie Dunyun sneered, "I'm afraid you are the first to force people into desperation."

Qi Jiu's originally drowsy mind was awakened by these words, and he left Shangguan Yibui's arms. Then, he did a rebellious thing.

Suddenly, the huge gray cap on Shangguan Yichuan's head was lifted off, revealing half of his alluring face.

Facing everyone's astonished gazes, he said loudly, "Li Jinmen is the hallucination agency sealed by the empress. Since your Xiao family has struggled to solve it, it is better for us to take Xiao Yulang away, so as to avoid many inconveniences."

Shangguan Yichui helped the purple-eyed dragon-pattern mask that was almost crooked on the side of his face, he remained calm and noncommittal.

Xiao Ke pulled Xiao Wangshan over, "Didn't you say that the leader of Lijinmen has left?" He turned back to his carbine.

Xiao Wangshan muttered, "This...this..."

The scene fell into another deadlock.

Little did they know, Xiao Yan led nearly 70 people into the back of the Xiao Clan's grave. Seeing the sparks in the distance, there was no sign of action, and concluded that the patriarch had already stabilized the enemy.

Strike first.

Dozens of people put their short arrows on the strings, and pulled the short-shot crossbow one after another. The arrows galloped in the night wind, drawing silver bright cold lines.

Shangguan Yichuan, Xie Dunyun, and Xiao Yuzhou successively sensed the force coming from behind, and immediately changed their formation, blocking Qi Jiu in the central triangle.

Xie Dunyun turned around and shouted loudly, "You really dare to fight with black hands? Fuck, you are all masters!" He picked up the [-]th Knife, and slashed at the crossbow arrows nine times.

The blade was like a hurricane, and the shattered broken arrows exploded into flying flowers, scattered everywhere.

Some pierced into the earth and rocks and made a dull beating sound, and some flew towards Xiao Ke's direction. The servants rushed out and raised their square shields to block some, but they still shot down one.

There was also some misfortune to hit Xiao Yulang.

Unexpectedly, he felt slight pain, his throat made a hissing sound, and the wings of his pupils were trembling, trembling, like a dead body, and the coffin board on his back could not be pressed down.

The three parties began to fight fiercely.

Half of the people who came out to fight in the Xiao's shop were uneven domestic servants, who walked in wild ways, and beat them in a chaotic manner. No matter how many short arrows they had in their waists, they fired crossbows one after another in turn.

The short arrows came crashing, and then whizzed away.

Those hit, cut off, missed, stunned... In a short period of time, no one has the upper hand, only the sound of wailing gradually accompanied.

When Xie Dunyun drew his knife to cut off the water, he couldn't help but yelled at Xiao Ke and Xiao Yan, "Grandma, you bastard, are you actually giving each other complementary weapons? It's exhausting me to death."

However, his wrist strength was not too tired, and the Bu Thirty Crazy Knife spun tightly from his wrist, and the wind drawn by the tip of the knife was like a scythe for harvesting wheat in the dark night, shining silver, hitting the surrounding area mercilessly. When it came to the knees of those domestic servants, countless kneecaps exploded immediately.

After the blood was all over, the servants who hadn't been wiped out were like an enraged mad dog, rushing forward.

Especially Xiao Ke was also angry. He led the second master Xiao Wangshan, and rushed to the front each holding a sword, wishing to smash Xie Dunyun's corpse into thousands of pieces.

Xie Dunyun walks like a fish, as light as a bird, dragging his knife, and is the first to meet the two swordsmen, each of whom refuses to admit defeat.

After just nine rounds of fighting, the slashing swords had already ripped each other's clothes to pieces, and bloodstains appeared in the rags.

Here is Xie Dunyun, who is invincible with one against a hundred.

Xiao Yuzhou over there should not be underestimated either.

He was thick-skinned and shamelessly chasing after him, no one asked him to help, and he held on to the triangular thorn blade in one hand to help Shangguan Yichuan solve the troubles behind him.

But seeing the triangular thorn blade jumping out of his hand, his eyes pierced into the ground, turning into several raised dirt roads like rolling moles, confusing the enemy's eyes.

When several triangular thorn blade heads flew obliquely from the ground in the blink of an eye, several sneak attackers had been pierced through their calves and fell to the ground whimpering.

He remembered that he had the same surname as Xiao, and had a blind date in the old days, so his subordinates had to be very affectionate.

The head of the triangular thorn blade seemed to obey orders, it was pinched in Xiao Yuzhou's hand like a bird returning to the forest, and then he raised his hand and struck again.

This unique skill of his hits every shot, and Xiao Yan is so twisted that he can't move rashly, he keeps jumping on the spot, fearing that the edge of the drilled blade will pierce his calf.

Two people cooperate, like a tiger with wings added.

Shangguan Yichuan blocked Qi Jiu's safety.Touching from the hole of the Yuping flute, he took out a delicate and transparent hand blade, and then turned it into a moon-circling scimitar.

But what he was guarding against was not the Xiao clan members attacking back and forth, but Xiao Yulang who was constantly twitching.

With the snap of his fingers, as if he was about to wake up from a nightmare, the pupil wings on both sides of his body widened with anger, and the roaring monsoon was like a frightened hummer, rushing straight to the sky, covering the Xiao family grave, building it into an indestructible Fantasy Yu.

The yin and yang double phantom came out from the middle of the wings, with the shrill howling of ghosts and monsters, circling and intertwining above Xiao Yulang's head.

Since then, the only moonlight in the sky has disappeared.

There is only one round of blood-red eyeballs, dripping in the sky.

"Xiao Yulang changed in shock." The moment a person turns into a ghost on the verge of death, he and the living are no longer friends, but enemies.

Qi Jiu secretly knew what Shangguan Yibui meant, and felt unhappy, but still had to succumb to the way of nature.

The two jumped out of the grave at the fastest speed, and saw that the eyes of all the Xiao family were dull, as if they were worshiping the moon, and they were about to be sucked away by Tianji Yanghuan.

Xiao Ke still had the slightest sense of reason, closed his eyes, and slapped Xiao Wangshan on the head with his palm, "Tear up your clothes and cover your eyes!!"

His roar was very timely, and more members of the Xiao clan were already blindfolded, holding short-range crossbows in place, making a mess.

Shangguan Yichui closed his eyes, and went to rescue Xiao Yuzhou quickly, that boy was already insane, the triangular thorn blade in his hand shuttled back and forth from the ground, and he didn't even know he was piercing it.

While running, Qi Jiu tore off a strip from the hem, preparing to tie it on for Xie Dunyun.

Knowing that Jiaobai's figure was as smooth as lightning, he squeezed in from the moment Huan Yu closed.

It's cold and windy.

Bai Shiqian didn't even expose himself, and jumped straight on Xie Dunyun's back with a paper umbrella in his hand, silently covering his stiff and red eyes with one hand.

It's cool and refreshing.

"This... who the hell crushed me to death!" Xie Dunyun's back turned cold, and he knew which ice lump was riding up, and he hooked his lips cursingly, and laughed out loud.

Bai Shiqian clamped his legs, pinched his old waist for real, and replied coldly, "Your grandfather."

Then he said to Qi Jiu, "The person with both yin and yang illusions probably won't survive. When a person is dying, his mind can infinitely magnify love or hate. Among these people, only your eyes can be used. Take everyone with you." Go out first."

His great righteousness was more important than Mount Tai, and Qi Jiu couldn't breathe, and he couldn't help arguing, "Xiao Yulang is really pitiful, he just spread a pair of wings, but he was persecuted to this point by the clansman, the death of the Xiao clan is not a pity."

Bai Shi lightly changed his face, "There are too many damned people in the world, and the natural way of punishment is natural, but you are not the way of heaven, why bother to stain your hands with that dirty blood and stain yourself." With a sense of righteousness, he urged Xie Dunyun to find a way out together.

While the few people were talking, someone quietly approached Xiao Yulang who was in the cemetery, saw his miserable appearance, and sneered softly, "Little brother, brother, lend me your wings, how about it?"

The scissors in the palm of the figure are shining brightly.

Xiao Yulang, who was dead and alive, seemed to be driven into a hurry, looking back at the light, and suddenly opened his lips, as light as a sigh, as heavy as a last word, "The world doesn't want me to be quiet, so I will sweep away my youth and legacy."

Finished.

Endless green-haired bone corpses and the dead souls of the Xiao family climbed out from the thousands of eyeballs of the feather wings, squeezed and rolled like worms, like turning maggots with the naked eye, and ant nests sprayed eggs, without exception, they rushed towards Xiao. Clan people.

Startled the disturbed figure.

enemy attack!!

The yin and yang dual phantoms who came to kill were raging like a tide, and the first wave beat the entire Xiao clan to death, and by doing so, they fought in a row.

Everyone of the Xiao Clan switched to blind fighting evenly in open battles. They were completely defeated, scattered in a mess, and the broken arrows they shot randomly lost their aim.

The green-haired skeletal corpses were extremely fierce, and they would bite anyone they met. No matter how high or low they were, everyone in the Xiao clan turned into dogs, and those who were captured alive would be torn apart in the blink of an eye, crying miserably.

There was a murderous horror in the grave, and the miasma was raging, unstoppable.The swishing wind slashed over everyone's heads, carrying a bone-penetrating chill and the smell of blood.

Crows and wild foxes also came out to snatch food at night, and the wormwood on the graves grew rapidly after eating blood, and the green was seeping red.

There are broken limbs and arms all over the eyes, and blood flows like rivers.

It is true that no more people can die.

And he is the only eye.

That's right.

Eye!

Qi Jiu clenched his right fist, concentrating in a panic, the silver fragments in his palm suddenly radiated a strong fragrance, and the fragrance wafted ten miles away, and the luminescent threads aroused in the silver fragments wove a giant wooden crossbow in the open space.

He climbed onto the crossbow stand in the air, eight or eight 64 pairs of thick and long iron arrows aimed at the phantom in midair.

"Sorry, Yulang-kun."

As soon as the pedal is stepped on, all the iron arrows break through the wind and waves like hail, and when they hit the arrows, they beat the electricity and smash the blood-red eyes into blood holes.

Yang Huan broke instantly.

The green-haired bone corpse turned into dust and fell into the soil layer by layer, never to return.

Yin Huan immediately took over.

The dead souls of the Xiao family were so great that they mingled together with their own descendants. The descendants were blindfolded and didn't know it. They were torn, bitten, and pens thrown.

This kind of housework is not easy to manage.

Qi Jiu crossed the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood to see what happened to Xiao Yulang, and was shocked by the horrifying scene before him, making his whole scalp go numb.

Xiao Yulang died on the coffin board, twisted and deformed like a horrified corpse, his pair of wings had just been cut off, and the sauce-red blood had not yet drained from his emaciated limbs. More like two angry blood wings.

He might want to escape.

But more than a dozen copper clavicle nails in Sanskrit imprisoned him, as if he had endured the extreme torture of the other party, and finally died of pain.

Who is so vicious? !!

Under the Sanskrit clavicle nails, white feathers flow down along with the blood, like a flat boat sailing alone, sailing towards the underworld.

The illusion is defeated.

The illusion woven by the monsoon is about to dissipate, as if it were nothing.

There is no more yin and yang double illusion in the world.

No more emaciated young men snail-walking through the tomb, drinking and eating rat meat.

Before he had time to turn it into words, he was recited by later generations.

He is superb in illusion, but powerless.

He has wings and can't fly, and he can't return home. He is rejected and even killed by his tribe.

he……

Qi Jiu's brain was on fire, and the words of regret boiled in his chest, then swelled and sprayed.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand towards the Huan Yu who was about to disperse, creating a powerful and powerful wave in his palm, repairing and repairing the Yin Huan, every soul of Xiao's dead was firmly held in the palm of his hand, waiting to be dispatched.

The members of the Xiao clan are still fighting to the death with the unscattered souls.

Xiao Ke's sword kept chopping and stabbing in front of him, his fatigue was evident, and his pale beard fluttered with the wind.He felt as if he was safe, because the treacherous and changeable voice gradually died down.

Suddenly, someone pulled his eyelids away.

After being in the dark, there are a mass of angry dead souls, all of which are the dead bones in the tomb of the Xiao family.Even the three great-grandfathers who opened the door.

They have become skeletons, with no pearls in their eyes, but their teeth are bared, so terrifying.

Xiao Ke was the first to recognize the elegant appearance of his ancestors after seeing them in the ancestral hall.

But this group of dead souls showed bad looks, as if asking a teacher for a crime, pushing Xiao Yulang's body in front of Xiao Ke, condescending.

"No, no, let me explain..." Xiao Ke hastily knelt on the ground and kowtowed, hitting his wrinkled forehead until it was dripping with blood.

"I didn't kill this child! I just wanted to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble to the Xiao Clan!"

Pointing at Xiao Yulang's bones, his expression became crazy, "He has not been idle all these years. The monster, he... just put him..."

Xiao Ke couldn't continue, blood beads rolled out of his dry and cracked mouth, splashing wet his lapel.The messy silver hair covered his expression, but it couldn't cover the heinous crime he committed.

Xiao's dead soul did not speak, and stared at him with empty eye sockets.

Executioner!

A skeleton picked up a piece of earth and rock, and hit Xiao Ke hard on the head, which immediately blossomed and bleeds.

More and more dead souls picked up the stones, their faces were ferocious, and their resentment seemed shameless.

Xiao Ke's mournful voice was heard shouting from the muddy hall.

"Do not!!"

The sun is just beginning to bloom, and Winter Mute reveals a pale white belly.

The terrifying phantom faded with the night and disappeared without a trace.

The surviving surviving master and servants of the Xiao family came out of the meadow, the devastated land sucked thick blood, the fertile soil was black, and the vegetation was beautiful.

The dead bodies also disappeared without a trace, but there were faint drag marks on the grass, as if they were dragged into the family tomb by something, and the coffin was closed and covered with earth, which was peaceful.

Someone gasped and survived.

But some people exclaimed, what is that!

I saw Xiao Ke's rickety limbs kneeling in front of the huge stele of the family tomb, he had been stoned to death long ago, his face was completely lost, and there was no good flesh in his body.

And Xiao Yulang's name was engraved in detail under the third patriarch of the Xiao family, and his grace and blessing will last forever.

A guy softly whispered into Xiao Wangshan's ear, "Second Master, I seem to have seen Grandma Qiyi before."

Xiao Wangshan was immersed in great sorrow, almost [-]% of his clan was destroyed, even his own brother died miserably, how could he care about that so-called seventh aunt.With one palm, he beat the guy half to death.

To shut up.

Everyone shut up! No one is allowed to mention what happened last night!

Standing on a high mountain, Liu Baigu overlooked the misery in the vast tombs. Her nails seemed to be painted with bright red Kodan, but they were actually stained with blood.

One by one, the eyeballs on the wings of the pupils were pinched and burst, and the blood sauce flew everywhere.

No, neither!

Thanks to her betraying those looks, she got such two rotten wings in a mess!

Liu Baigu's face became more and more angry, more and more beautiful, and the bulging cheeks revealed the shade of three spring peaches, slowly blooming between the skin texture.

And she was holding a piece of soft and glutinous meat in her arms, and she moved, stretching her hands and feet like a lazy cat.

Yuanshang Guiying seemed to have watched a bloody show, and said with endless aftertaste, "Don't worry about the dead bones. We are not at a loss today, at least we have a pair of good wings for nothing. As long as it is beneficial to the cultivation of the palace, it is good." .”

"Besides, the Xiao's shop is not the only one of my trump card."

Liu Baigu showed a smile in an instant, turning the clouds to see the sun.

She caressed the delicate limbs of Yuanshang's ghost baby, like a mother cat, with endless intimacy on the tip of her mouth, and melting doting in her eyes.

"promise."