Prince,Goodbye

As the saying goes, what should come will come sooner or later.

Congealing month was still stopped by Ye Ping and others, together with the middle-aged fat man who had robbed the bed slave "condensation month" and the two bodyguards of the fat man.

At that time, she had already walked out of the scope of Shangshui City, and Ye Ping and others blocked her way back to the city.

"Boy, didn't you be arrogant before

Ye Ping leads the crowd to approach slowly. While skillfully blocking the return journey of Cong Yue, a group of people just surround her in the process of approaching.

Seeing Cong Yue looking at her party, Ye Ping thought she was looking in the direction of Shangshui city. She couldn't help laughing: "don't look. It's more than kilometers away from Shangshui city. If we kill you here, no one will manage it!"

During the holding period of Shengtian auction, no one is allowed to make a quarrel. This is a hard and fast rule, which is applicable to any city where Shengtian auction house is located.

"If you want me to tell you, this boy is really careless." The middle-aged fat man who was robbed of the bed slave sneered: "if she hides in Shangshui City, she can live for another day or two. Now I'm in a hurry. I'm waiting to be robbed and killed. "

The two sides are worthy of the same dog. After the middle-aged fat man's voice dropped, the party immediately burst into laughter.

From the beginning to the end, the frozen moon has a light expression, without showing the expression of fear or anger.

She glanced at the hostile expressions of these people one by one, and then she took a look in the direction of Shangshui City, and suddenly asked a very strange question: "is it normal to kill people and steal goods in the territory of zongmen?"

This is a very important question.

She had to understand the rules of conduct of her family boundary before she could determine the right way to do things.

"What do you mean, do you want to kill us in turn?" Ye Ping, as if he had heard the joke of Tianda, took the lead in laughing.

This smile is like an infectious disease. Soon, a group of disciples of wanjianmen, the middle-aged fat man and his two bodyguards were all laughing.

When the laughter was almost over, Ye Ping stopped laughing for a second and disdained to snort: "boy, you don't think that on that day, when we were unprepared, you used poison to put down a group of us. Can you still succeed today?"

A disciple echoed: "this boy is too naive! That time, we were just unprepared! But today, we are well prepared, her poison will not work on us! Today, she must die! "

The middle-aged fat man and his two bodyguards were confused: "what poison?"

As soon as the voice fell, their faces quickly turned green, then soft and soft, and a mouthful of black blood gushed out.

The firm expression of all the people in wanjianmen instantly broke through the work and checked their own situation in a hurry.

Cong Yue laughs: "if you know that I am a doctor plus array mage, you should not underestimate my ability to poison!"

Smell speech, the facial expression of Ye Ping and others is more and more ugly: "what poison did you put down?"

Although he has not yet begun to feel sick, it seems not a problem for a doctor to develop a chronic poison that can make people feel no signs in a short time.

"Do you know the red poison pills sold in the auction house?" Condensation month did not answer, but pulled a seemingly irrelevant question: "I developed it, and I gave it to the auction house."

"What?"

Smell speech, Ye Ping face color big change, hastily cross legged sit down, check up own body condition.

He had seen the poison of Cong Yue for a long time, and it was confirmed by Shengtian auction house. He had no doubt that the red poison pill could easily kill a master swordsman.

Although he is no longer a swordsman, he is an illusionist

However, even if the red poison pill could not kill him, it would not leave him any irreversible damage!

Seeing ye Pan Pan legged and sitting down to check his body, people in wanjianmen followed suit.

No way, who let the poison of condensation month is really terrible!

When Leng Ning Yue thought that the group of people would forget her "enemy" because of their fear of poison, Ye Ping suddenly roared: "this guy is the accomplice in collusion with the lecher of Lianhua gate. Don't let her go!"

This, of course, is aimed at Shangshui city's melon eating crowd.

As a matter of fact, when the people of wanjianmen chased out towards the frozen moon, many melon eating people spontaneously came to the gate of the city to watch the battle from a distance.

As for why they are standing on the edge of the city instead of coming to the battle ground

For one thing, this battle has nothing to do with them. They don't want to go through the muddy waters.

Second, the second half of the auction will start soon. People don't want to leave too far away. They have to go back quickly.

At this time, hearing Ye Ping's words, they immediately beat up chicken blood: "the accomplice of the adulterer? Isn't that to say that if you catch her, you can find the whereabouts of the adulterer? ""NIMA!" I really want to beat the dead leaf flat with a slap of my palm in the cold moon.

But she can't.

Mo said she can't shoot the phantom master at all. Even in her peak, she can't do anything to the people of the ten thousand swordsmen for a while.

Seeing a group of masters running towards her own, she summoned the black leopard with her mind: "first return to the Mo Shang grassland!"

During the conversation, she threw the slave "condensation moon" on the back of the Panther, and then jumped up herself.

The Panther is a beast who is good at speed. It can not catch up with the same level of cultivators who are in charge of flying sword.

Soon, it left a group of traitors who followed it and returned to the grassland.

With the help of the flower perception, the condensation month soon found a hidden and safe place.

Jumping from the back of the Panther, she could not help but bite her teeth and cut her teeth: "ten thousand sword door! What a school of intellectual disabilities! "

She didn't want the lives of these guys last time. Why didn't they get their heads open and could not see that she didn't want to kill people at all?

If not, their bones are all cold.

She suddenly heard a sneer in the middle of her headache.

Turning his head, I saw the slave "the condensation moon" looking at her disdainfully.

Cold laughter, naturally, came out of the woman's mouth.

Just now, she is idle, and the woman has attracted her attention. She wants to teach her children in rainy days.

Anyway, it's also idle.

"Your name is condensation month?"

The cold moon looked at the handcuffed bed slave, only thought that this woman is really beautiful, even at this time, also has the charm of the big beauty.

If the condensation month is a man, there are so many beautiful women in front of her eyes, the other party is tied to both hands and feet completely unable to resist, she may be under the impulse, do something bad.

"I'm not called the condensation month, do you call it?"

The bed slave looked at the condensation moon contemptuously, and the narrow and charming eyes were full of banter.

It was strange to the heart of the condensed moon.

I don't know why. She looks at the woman's eyes and feels that she has already known why she cares about the name so much.

She recalled her intention to participate in the auction house.

Because she knew the existence of the "condensation moon" of the slave, she went!

Before she saw the slave, she thought that zhuangneon was caught. In order to reduce humiliation, she specially reported her name.

She didn't know she was wrong until she saw the slave herself.

But again, I was in a deeper confusion.

Is it a coincidence?

At this moment, looking at the banter color in the deep eyes of the bed slave, she was very determined, which is not a coincidence.

Squint, she pinched the bed slave's chin, the flat bottom of the eyes gradually scattered, instead, is the haze of the people.

After so much, she is no longer the 21st century yearning for peace, will not kill and blood thirsty noble intellectual little flower.

Duan 2 died, she was in the dark.

Although the appearance of peace and lack of temper is revealed in the ordinary days, if someone stirs her nerves, she doesn't mind blackening into a look that scares them.

Handsome face cold as frost, haze eyes quenched black and heavy poison, condensation month will bed slave chin squeeze out a circle of blue and purple traces, the voice is also low and dark and incomparable: "since you know I call condensing month, I must also know Zhuang Ni LAN, huh?"

"Zhuang Ni LAN? Do you say that woman who should go to hell? "

The bed slave is no stranger to the name, but the name she uses is very unexpected for the condensation month.

"The woman who should go to hell?"

"The woman killed my family, abandoned my martial arts, gave me a humiliating name, threw me into the auction house for auction, you said it should not go to hell?"

The blood thirsty at the bottom of the condensed moon eyes faded, leaving only deep dismay.

"What? That's your partner? "

The frozen moon in the eyes, but the bed slave did not know what kind of brain circuit, but a face sneer: "or, she is your lover?"

"But I'm curious, what do you feel after being brought with so many oil-rich green hats?"

The condensed month means she's a bit messy: "wait What the hell? What is the oil-rich green cap? Do you know what you're talking about? "

She is certainly not unfamiliar with what green hat means.

But what does it have to do with her?

Her lover is still sleeping in the earth. Where does this green hat start?

"Isn't it?"

The bed slave looked at her, and looked at her with a sympathetic expression: "I admire you too! What is the point of blindness that you can find such a woman who is so whoring, sluggy and vicious? ""Ni LAN fairy is the bed and companion that countless men dream of. As long as there is a spirit stone, you can climb into her bed! I reckon that there are not ten thousand but eight thousand benefactors who have been in her bed? "

"How can you not forget the dirty cloth

Bed slave spat out a series of sarcastic words, but the condensation moon was not fatally hit, just a look of dismay.