The Witch of the Bright Moon in Qin Dynasty Comes

Running all the way, Lianer finally arrived at the place where the accident happened.

Want to know how Lian Er found this place?Do you want to know?You want to know, right?Then I'll tell you. . . .

Back then, Lian'er entered the Mohist family in a very tricky way (A Lian: Is there a cheat? Is there a cheat? A Xi: Do you dare to say that your martial arts are not given away for free? A Lian: That's mine too, can you What's the matter? Mouxi:...) Then, the first thing to do was to find this place, and then, after nearly ten thousand times of getting lost, Lian'er finally got here safely, without accidents, and without going around in circles.

"Stop!!!" Seeing that the sword of the 'Mohist student' was about to hit the giant, Lian'er roared, and at the same time flew down, knocking the dagger flying.

"Wow Ka Ka Ka Ka ~ perfect." With a narcissistic stroking of her bangs, Lian'er pointed the Zishang Sword in her hand at the 'Mohist Disciple'.

"Not good." Everyone exclaimed, and the place where the 'Mohist disciple' was turned into a cloud of red mist.

Looking in front of him again, at some point, an enchanting woman appeared.

A red dress, the hem is a bit like a cheongsam, and gray stockings seem to be worn on the legs, which are very slender and slender.A delicate oval face, lips seem to be stained with blood.Absolutely devil figure.Her hands are red with a jewel-like ornament on them.It gives people a gloomy feeling, but he has a kind of enchanting that is different from Chi Lian.

Without saying a word, the enchanting woman on the other side began to prepare to attack.

"Yin-yang combined handprints?" Someone uttered a voice.

"Hey, yin and yang combined handprints, right? I'm going to make yin and yang combined footprints now." After speaking, Lian'er threw the Zishang sword in her hand and made a very complicated gesture.A strange mark appeared on Lian'er's hand. Lian'er's left index finger and middle finger were aligned, pointing to the sky. An enlarged version of the strange mark appeared in the sky, and then fireballs fell down one by one.

"Wow Kaka~ Damn Da Si Ming..." Lian'er kicked a ball in the past as if she wanted to kick a ball, Da Si Ming's middle ball was reduced. "Back then," one passed, and the ball was only a third of the way "that kick on my butt..." One passed, and the ball sent by Da Si Ming disappeared. "You kicked it." Da Si Ming caught a fireball. "Now, I'll give it back to you." Da Si Ming was hit by a fireball, and he wanted to fly out from behind and upwards in inertia. In order to stabilize his body, he performed a perfect backflip.

Lian'er saw the timing, flew up and landed on Da Si Ming's ass.

"Ah~" Da Si Ming cried out in ecstasy, and then accidentally fell to the ground.

"Hey hey hey, it's not too late for a woman to take revenge in five years." Lian'er made a satisfying gesture, and walked leisurely behind the crowd.Moreover, he sang while walking, "In the desolate and beautiful Male Gobi there is a group of grass mud horses, they are lively and smart, they..."

Da Si Ming, who didn't have any lines, was just so stunned. . . . . .

Women are always petite.Look, Lian Er is such a good example.The camera replays the record of the year.

That year, the Yin Yang family suffered heavy losses.Lian'er went all the way through the border and rushed to the main hall of the Yinyang family, for no reason, just to leave a sentence there: Come here for a visit.Then, the yin and yang family found out, and then, Xinghun was the first to come. Since the two of them had a little relationship before, Xinghun kindly pointed out a way for Lianer (Xing: Actually, Xinghun Hun pointed to the wrong road that time. If Lianer knew... A soul: Would she know? A Xi: How could it be? I wouldn’t even say shi.) Lian'er destroyed countless houses and injured countless people, and then somehow, Da Si Ming appeared, and then, given the two choices of chest injury and butt injury, Lian'er chose the butt very bravely.Ever since, Lian'er has held grudges for so long. . . . . . (A certain fate: No wonder I have been sneezing all these years...)