The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu flicked his face, but before his eyes came, Ding Ya jumped on a mixed-haired horse beside the carriage like an arrow, Pu Dao snagged the reins, turned the horse's head, and missed the horse's hooves, Pu Dao's bright blade snapped to the back of the carriage tail.

Ding dumb is out, Lan Xishu is 100% relieved!

Lan Xishu's eyes were fixed on the curtain of the carriage, and his mood fluctuated along with the curtain of the carriage. The carriage slowed down, and the green horse snorted and flicked its tail like a stroll in a garden. Lan Xishu controlled the horse's steps very gracefully.

In the carriage, it is springtime and the pipa is melodious. Outside the carriage, the swift snow kills the quick arrow and seals the throat. Chen Wufu is unaware of it. Chen Wufu has always alerted others, and he is seriously lacking in vigilance to danger. He relies on his sister to be in charge. He is a guard in Jinyi The piece of material?

Chen Wufu's bear paws are searching up and down Chun Li'er's body, Chun Li'er hums, twists her waist and shakes her buttocks, the pipa is out of tune, and a sable cloak protrudes from most of her fragrant shoulders, her white shoulders are round and jade-like, and her collarbone is alluring, A wisp of blue hair was pressed against the flaming red lips, and the coy, coy eyes that were about to refuse and greet were spitting at Chen Wufu frequently. Sliding down Chun Li'er's hot and greasy belly, Chun Li'er pretended to suppress the exaggerated sweet and greasy hum, the sound of the pipa stopped abruptly, and then there was a muffled sound under the wheels, the carriage lost control, and Chen Wufu became dull feel strange.

"Fifth Master!" Chun Li'er suddenly restrained her expression, pressed her hands on the rough bear's paw on her lower body, and listened carefully with her ears fixed on her brows. She seemed to smell the murderous aura from the curtain, her eyes slanted and her red lips twitched: "No! Fifth Lord!"

"Monkey boy!" Chen Wufu yelled, his right hand stopped on Chun Li'er's grassy field, his left hand hesitated and reached behind the carriage seat, the sad Chen Wufu miscalculated the situation.

He didn't know that death was only a curtain away from him.

brush!

The curtain moves!

Snow light!

Shadow Flash!

Hanmang!

Reaper speeding!

A string of crossbow arrows precisely pierced Chen Wufu's big Adam's apple that moved up and down, his breathing was frozen, and Chen Wufu's left hand just touched the crooked short firecracker like a root carving before he died.

Lan Xishu suddenly felt a sense of pleasure, he never doubted his own judgment.

"Ah~!" Chun Li'er, who was still holding the pipa and half covered her face, screamed in twists and turns, her body instinctively flinched, and Chen Wufu's bear paw slid straight down from between her white peaks, hooking Chun Li'er Chun Li'er let go of her pipa, and the strings clanged harshly on the crossbow arrows piercing through Chen Wufu's throat. Chun Li'er hurriedly put her trembling breasts into the cloak with one hand, but quickly pulled them out with the other. The embroidered spring knife that Chen Wufu sat down.

Chen Wufu maintained a weird expression with his mouth wide open and his eyes wide open. He was firmly nailed to the seat by the black crossbow arrows, and the throat pierced by the crossbow arrows was bursting with blood bubbles.

The blood immediately covered the sandalwood scent, and some blood splashed onto the copper hollow flower stove next to Chunli'er's feet. There was a short stinging sound, and the blood became more intense.

Chun Li'er's exclamation is still intermittent!

Such a sharp girl's false voice misled Lan Xishu, who was sure of winning.

The curtain of the car swung, and the Xiuchun knife came out through the curtain. After colliding with the Lianzhu crossbow and creating a crescent moon, it wiped Lan Xishu's chin, broke the strap of the dog's fur hat, and flew out obliquely.

Kankan is only a hair's breadth away from the throat!

Lan Xishu almost lost his head and hair in shock. The woman who was selling herself and performing arts could actually play with swords, which was beyond his expectation.

Lan Xishu staggered half a step. As the carriage decelerated, a rivet protruding from the carriage stabilized Lan Xishu's figure.

Whoosh!A crossbow arrow broke on the way and the golden hairpin fell into the curtain, and there was no sound inside.

Chun Lier is more professional in flirting, but it is too amateurish to show off swords, flying hairpins and the like.

Indigo's car curtain fluctuated violently.

"Quick! Ah! Ding Ya!" Jing Maang'an was rammed by a bay red horse that couldn't be intercepted by Hu Dapi, and Ding Ya just bent over to look back. Maung An kicked with one foot, and his whole figure fell to the side of the horse, almost twisting his legs.

"Stop her!" Ding Ya's shout was swayed by a roundabout sharp edge, the horse's head turned sharply, but the saber that was out of his hand was deftly dodged.

A small commotion will not make Lan Xishu panic and distracted. He is super confident that Ding Ya, who Jing Maangan can't handle, can handle.

Lan Xishu had precise judgment, and the arrows from the crossbow shot without fail, and the arrow just now would not be fatal.

Just now Lan Xishu underestimated the pipa player in the car, and now Lan Xishu overestimated the pipa player.

The black arrows sank into Chun Li'er's hairpin and nailed it to the back of the car,

At that second, Chunli'er's seven orifices were blown by wind, and her soul flew away.