Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Nangong Beibei tightly clasped the sword in his hand, and the chest pain was obvious. It was obvious that this man's martial arts also included other people in black.

Her martial arts are all above her. She has no chance of winning

But did you just give up? No, this is not what Nangong Beibei wants to see, and all she wants is to find the cold wind.

No longer is to bring liuqingxuan and Hongling out of the dungeon, in this case, she is to repay everything.

"Cut the crap!" Nangong Beibei gritted her teeth and simply gave up everything. The sword in her hand turned into a sharp sword.

Toward the head of the man whistling away, and those next to the people in black want to fight against Nangong Beibei, it is the man to stop.

Just one person, Nangong Beibei's moves can't hurt him, and now the situation is that the man hasn't attacked.

If she attacks, it's difficult for her to take him

Is it really hard?

Just as Nangong Beibei was about to rush past with his body as a shield, those people in black beside the man were quickly killed.

Sharp sword, light and shadow, Nangong Beibei is to see the day said to take her away from Yuhuo, and there is a woman behind Yuhuo.

Although there was no expression on his face, the enchantment in the middle of his brow could not be changed.

A beautiful woman.

The man at the head is angry, but Nangong Beibei quickly grasps this time. The attack of the two sides is as fierce as a rainbow.

In the light of the sword, Nangong Beibei quickly swept forward, but the sword in his hand directly cut off the artery on the man's neck.

Blood gurgled out, but the voice of Yin measurement burst out from between the teeth: "as I said, there is that in case. As long as you can let the other party die, no matter what kind of in case, it's OK! "

The man's eyes are wide open, extremely stunned and resentful. Nangong Beibei reaches out his hand and pushes the man to the ground, with blood flowing.

Dungeon corridor above, once again transformed into a Shura!

Yuhuo's task is to take Nangong Beibei back. Now these people in black have solved the problem. Yuhuo steps forward quickly, "Nangong girl, we have to leave here quickly."

"You go out first. I can't go yet." Nangong Beibei's voice is indifferent. She can't go. The cold wind is very important to her.

"Nangong girl, is it because of the young man who is with you?" Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng Yuhuo also met once, but they were all watching from a distance.

For Lengfeng's words, there are many things that he doesn't understand. He only carries out the task, not like Sakura, he can always follow Lin Che.

"Well."

Nangong Beibei answered faintly, but she spared the fire and walked forward, while the sword in her hand was still dripping with Yan red blood.

Peony looks at Nangong Beibei who looks like Shura, but she purses her lips subconsciously. It has to be said that the cold beauty in Nangong Beibei's bones really surprised her.

"Keep up." Fishing fire toward peony light threw out these two words, then quickly followed Nangong Beibei, autumn water also followed.

Never fall.

However... Nangong Beibei walked along the way he had been a few days ago. In the secret room, except for the gloomy and cold torture equipment, the hook was the most obvious one.

Anyone here?

Nangong Beibei's eyes narrowed and his eyes were cold. Qiushui also saw something wrong with Nangong Beibei. He frowned and asked, "is the cold wind here? In that case, it must have been taken to another cell. Let's look in this dungeon again. "

She didn't answer Qiushui's words. Instead, she followed Qiushui's meaning and looked for Lengfeng and liuqingxuan in her cell. But in their cell, except for those bloody limbs and broken arms, where are other living people?

Who is Lamu?

They are suspicious, cunning and unscrupulous. They have searched all over, but they have not seen Lengfeng and liuqingxuan. What does that mean?

They were not in this dungeon at all, but were transferred to other places.

"Damn it As soon as Nangong Beibei thought of LAN Mu's means and the things he wanted to do, Nangong Beibei was angry.

"Beibei, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand. " Qiushui frowned and didn't quite understand the meaning of Nangong Beibei's words.

"It's boring. Apart from here, where else are dungeons that can hold people?" Nangong Beibei's voice is very deep, and he is too lazy to explain as much as Qiushui.

And the explanation is not clear.

"It seems that there are still a few places. I'll take you there, but... We'd better change our clothes and wear theirs first." Qiushui pointed to the bodies on the ground.

Nangong Beibei didn't have much opinion, but he was very worried.

Blue Mu don't know how long can come out from the dreamland, and they are now the most important is to catch up in front of blue Mu to find people.

Otherwise, according to LAN Mu's means, it is impossible to see Lengfeng and liuqingxuan in the future.

Soon, they had changed their clothes.

Qiushui walked in front, Nangong Beibei followed her, but her lips sank: "you'd better go back to the national military camp earlier, I won't be so fast."

"Nangong girl, those female corpses do whatever they want. If they don't stop them earlier, more people will die in their hands." Yuhuo listened to Nangong Beibei's words, but he was also a little anxious. He comforted Nangong Beibei.

Who knows, Nangong Beibei is indifferent, "what do those people have to do with me?"

She is not a vagrant. Everything that happens in this world has nothing to do with her, and what she has to do is.

Find out all the people she cares about, and let the others be what they should be. She doesn't care, and she doesn't want to!

"Nangong..."

Yuhuo was about to make a sound, but he was stopped by the peony. The words he didn't finish were stuck in his throat and couldn't speak.

At the gate of the dungeon, those people are trapped in the dreamland and never come out. Nangong Beibei has no mind to keep up with them.

And turn around to go that moment, little fox is direct rub is her dress, want to climb up.

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and picked up the fox. Yuhuo and peony had already looked at them. They seemed to be trapped in an array.

And they didn't seem to have seen them. The most important thing was the little fox in Nangong Beibei's arms. The snow-white hair was no longer stimulating their eyes.