Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Gudong swallowed his saliva, and the black-clothed man ran away without a trace just now in front of the old bustard.
"You>

After all, this woman is number one, how could he not be alarmed,

"Why can't I do this?" Luo Liuling raised his voice, seeming to despise the cowardice of the man in black.

"You can't kill me, can't you kill me?"[

"Can't kill you?" Luo Liuling looked at the man in black even more deeply with a half-smile.

It made the man in black shudder. He really wanted to escape, but he was powerless.

Luo Liuling moved suddenly, feeling cold to the bone, the man in black was startled, and quickly dodged.

Sure enough, it was too dark, there was not even a sign before the attack, which caught people off guard.

It cannot be denied that the man in black has good skills. After a few rounds, the man in black's eyes widened and he rolled over, mingling with the old bustard's corpse.

Standing with his hands closed, his eyes were deep and cold, Luo Liuling looked up at the blue sky, the sky was boundless, and the blue waves were like washing.

"Qingcheng." Luo Liuling said lightly, with a somewhat lonely expression: "Do you know how many remnants of the fierce murder in Yuncheng are left?"

"A lot." Feng Qingcheng floated down, and came to her side calmly.

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingcheng looked into Luo Liuling's eyes, as if she knew what she was thinking, but she couldn't see through her thoughts, it was blurred and hazy.

Luo Liuling nodded emphatically. At this time, there were three days before her wedding with Shangdi, but it was getting more and more turbulent.

One wave is not flat, another wave rises again, the cutting is constant, and the reasoning is still chaotic.

There was nothing to say for a while, and after the two returned to the imperial city, they dispersed separately.

In the room, a petite figure kept flipping through the books, frowning tightly, as if trying to read something from the books.

In front of her, a woman in green closed her eyes serenely, with a calm face, as if she was asleep.

On her collarbone, a black peach blossom is spreading around at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

Outside the house, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, as if they were walking in a hurry, and the footsteps were chaotic in a hurry.

The people in the room did not move, and continued to read under the lamp.

"Squeak." With a sound, the door was pushed open, and a purple figure flashed in, spinning towards Luo Liuling like the wind.

"Head, what's wrong with Ruo'er?"

Taotao's breathing was still irregular, she looked haggard, her eyes were red and swollen, it seemed that Cang's death had hit her hard.

Taotao is a fierce woman, although she didn't shed tears, her eyes were surprisingly red and swollen.

"Go and see her, what kind of poison is that?"

Taotao nodded, walked towards Ruoer, stretched out her hand to lift off Ruoer's clothes, and when she looked at the black peach blossom, she couldn't help covering her mouth.

But he insisted on not making a sound. He turned his head and glanced at the plain white woman waiting, and continued to flip through the pages as if he was tireless.

Tao Tao opened the cloth bag she carried with her, revealing a lot of shiny silver objects.

Hands moved from left to right neatly, and there were a few silver needles in his hands. He stood up, flicked under the candlelight, then bent down, looked at the black peach blossom, and stuck the silver needles in with trembling fingers. .

"Woo >

Taotao quickly pierced a few silver needles, all around the entire black peach blossom, densely packed, dotted with silver light.