Chapter 51: B bitch

A wonderful killing combination, a stealth like a shadow, like a ghost, silent, almost imperceptible, a person who is outside, bewitching, making traps, making people paralyzed, perfect cooperation, killing invisible, can make people die in a wonderful situation, or even unaware that they have died. It seems to be a simple means, but it can be called art and high-end enough.

In the bloody hand tissue, these two existences have a very awkward position. The two of them's frontal fighting ability is not strong, and they can even be said to be very weak. At most, they can barely compete with the realm of immortals, but they can often assassinate the cultivation of the realm of immortals and complete almost impossible tasks. Their status as a blood hand is not high, but they are of great value. They are not unknown people. As long as their own cultivation is higher and their individual combat effectiveness is stronger, they will shine brilliantly and become a card of blood hands. They are black dreams that have repeatedly created strange cases. One holds the mystery of the shadow, the other holds the control of dreams, kills invisibly, and the momentum of rise is very obvious. Their stage is a ** place like the Treasure Island, which is unnoticed, quietly completes the task, and then leaves a bizarre murder case without a head and end.

Unfortunate, now, they have failed.

fiasco.

With a long tacit understanding, Mengyi's old girl knew that the shadow was not dead, and the end was more painful than death. He had been abolished.

The dream face was full of incredible, with a wrinkled face, staring at Feng Kui's eyes, full of resentment, like a poisonous snake forced into a desperate situation, cold, cruel and desperate.

"Are you surprised?"

A cold smile appeared on Feng Kui's face and asked indifferently.

Mengji stared at Feng Kui's head and didn't say anything.

Feng Kui didn't mind at all. Anyway, everything was under his control. He was very interested in talking to such a characteristic killer combination. He is still very young and has great potential. What, you're not going to show your true face? But it doesn't matter. I will still know what you look like if I kill you. Feng Kui sneered.

The dreamy eyes flashed, full of surprise, and then became gloomy. The wrinkled face, which seemed to be invaded by the years, changed little by little, and turned into a lovely baby face full of aura. Her big and watery eyes, full of curiosity looked at the wind. For a long time, she made a childish voice and said, "Why, you Not dead?" She still didn't figure it out.

Feng Kui smiled and shook his head and said, "Because I'm not there anymore. That's me, not me."

"A stand-in?" Meng Jin was surprised and immediately shook her head again and didn't believe: "It's impossible. My judgment with Shadow and I can't be wrong. No matter how good the stand-in is, it's impossible to deceive us. You're lying."

Feng Kui looked at Meng Yi with contemptuously and remained calm. The other Feng Kui came out from behind him, and then the two Feng Kui Shou circled around, with a dazzling change, and finally stood still. Then the two Feng Kui Shou said in unison, "Guess, which one is me?" The same expression, the same tone, cultivation and breath are not different at all.

The expression on Meng Ji's face was frozen. She couldn't guess. She couldn't see any flaws. She immediately smiled and her eyes became sharp, "You won!" Her momentum rose and she wanted to fight with Feng Kui. She couldn't see through the mystery of the evil dragon shadow escape, and she couldn't see through the dark shadow. They failed miserably, and there was no better choice except to die.

Feng Kui's head just looked at her quietly, like a bystander outside the matter. There was a hazy flame in her eyes, like a lighthouse guiding the direction of the dead and dark sea, which made her involuntarily look over. A brief look, a coldness of despair rose in her heart, an unknown omen. Suddenly, she felt a sense of fear. For a moment, she was stunned to find that she could not control herself and make contact with her body. Her heart sank completely and fell into the abyss of despair, and her eyes were all incredible.

Feng Kui approached her little by little, calmly. The fear in Meng's eyes became stronger and stronger, and her body began to tremble. She was stunned to find that she was opening her heart little by little. All the secrets and thoughts in her heart were exposed to this person's eyes. Her ability to compile dreams, full of demagogic whispers, killing skills, and was gradually seen away. Meng Yu struggled desperately to regain control of his consciousness, but there was nothing he could do. It was not until Feng Kui got everything he wanted. In his eyes, the firelight gradually extinguished and returned to a clear depth.

Mengyi's face was full of pain and misery, his eyes were lax, and he looked at Feng Kui's head blankly. After a long time, he asked tremblingly, "Are you a dream demon?"

Feng Kui shook his head and sighed, "In the Kyushu world, it seems that no one has practiced the authentic disaster path. Sister Yi's intention of spreading the disaster path to me is too far-reaching..." It is not the first time that he used the disaster Taoism method and was misunderstood. In the past, Qin Sijing mistaken for the magic skill of the evil heart sect, but now it is even more mistaken for what The dream demon was ironic. Thinking of the coming of troubled times, he realized a little deep meaning of his sister.

Mengji got the answer, and there was a trace of brilliance in her eyes, which was no longer empty. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at the wind. Her eyes were full of brilliance, and a wonderful smile appeared on her face, as quiet as moonlight, like a pure bud that quietly unfolded, from hazy to clear, from bud to flourishing. Release, mysterious and pure. Feng Kui didn't know what she was going to do, but just watched quietly. He vaguely felt that something unexpected would happen.

In the moonlight, the clouds around the dream began to disperse. She was completely immersed in the moonlight. She opened her arms, raised them up, put her legs together, curled slightly, and the clothes and skirts on her body were broken and eliminated. A girl's ketone appeared in front of the wind head, holy and beautiful, full of youthful vitality, emitting ** breath. The corners of Feng Kui's mouth raised an arc, with an intriguing smile and muttering, "It seems that you don't have the awareness of a killer." His eyes moved up from Mengqi's toes, sweeping over the slender and strong calves, and then to the smooth and plump thighs, and then the roots of the thighs, the shallow pubic hair and tightly gathered legs, forming a dreamy and dangerous trap. The man could not escape the trap. His eyes stopped slightly and slid across the flat lower abdomen. Then came her upturned chest, like two ripe peaches, which was mouth-watering, so his eyes stopped and stared for a long time. I don't know how long it took before he moved his eyes and looked at Meng Yu's face. He found that her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelids couldn't help trembling, the eyebrows of two thin willow leaves frowned, and the cherry mouth was tightly squeezed. The windy eyes looked like thorns piercing her body, making her beautiful body. Shi trembled, and a blush of shame appeared on his face, which was very delicate and **. It was clearly a flower that bloomed and was picked by you.

Feng Kui held his hands and began to comment faintly: "The skin is not bad, it looks very elastic, white and cute. The chest should be good, and the feet are beautiful. Generally speaking, it's not too good, but you are confident enough. Come on, what other intention do you take the initiative to take off your clothes besides wanting me to admire and seduce me? Oh, I forgot to tell you that I have no idea about you except to kill you.

Two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and tears of humiliating slid across her face. She suddenly opened her eyes and was full of evil spirits. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not cheap. I just want to live." A woman's body is also a kind of capital and even a weapon. Obviously, this is her bottom line, but it has been exceeded. In the bloody hand organization, the man who wanted to press her under his body could not count, even women.

Feng Kui sneered and said, "You are not only cheap, but also don't have any backbone, so cheap to the bone. If you want to prove yourself, kill yourself immediately.

Mengji stared at Feng Kui's head, resentment, humiliation, desire, abnormal stubbornness, motionless. After a long time, he suddenly shouted hysterically, "Why don't you kill me? You are a beast, little man." As if crazy, he gasped, his chest was constantly fluctuating and jumping, and in the middle of his chest, a bloody fingerprint was particularly evil.

Feng Kui's head is indifferent.

The dream is full of shouting, completely powerless, like a dying wild dog, moaning and crying helplessly, "I just want to live, live, live..." Even if it is shame and pain, she has to live. What is it to sell her body and lose her self-esteem, like a bitch. What is it? Her hands began to scratch her body randomly, and then blood marks appeared one after another. Her soft and white skin was quickly covered with scars, and her hands were covered with her own blood.

Feng Kui just looked at this crazy woman coldly.

After a long time, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and his body flashed. He appeared in front of the dream, grabbed her, squeezed her neck roughly and cruelly, and stared at her coldly. At this time, he found that the bloodless pale face was a proud smile, a presumptuous smile, even crazy, as if the winning gambler had recovered all the losses in one fell swoop.

Crazy woman. Feng Kui cursed in the bottom of his heart, and his body flashed. He returned to the guest room of the Ruyi Inn and threw the dream beside the shadow. Mengji's face was still full of smiles, smiling all the time, and the red blood almost covered her whole body. She still smiled brightly, and her eyes were full of snowy eyes. She raised her head stubbornly, looked at the wind head, and smiled inadlessly: "I know, you will definitely save me, you will..."

Bai Xiao also came to Feng Kui's side and looked at the woman on the ground strangely. He found that Feng Kui's face was not good-looking and chose to be silent. Feng Kui said coldly, "Kill him."

Mengqi held the shadow's cheek and gently stroked his hands, making the black on the shadow's face dissipate little by little, revealing a young and handsome face, and a trace of love appeared in his eyes. Immediately, he laughed softly and said, "Black, I'm free and can live at ease." Full of joy.

The shadow is not dead. Looking at the face close at hand, a trace of grimness and sadness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately showed a warm smile and said intermittently, "Live well for me." His hand trembled, and the dagger fell to the ground. Meng Yi nodded with a smile and said, "I will!" It's like a sea vow. She picked up the dagger on the ground, held it in her hand, took a soft look at the man in front of her, then gently cut it down, slowly, gently cut off the head of the shadow, then held the head in both hands, stood up, and walked to the head of the wind, with tears in her smile.