Section 44, Yang Guang, who was brutally poisoned by the beauty

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Actually, I really don't want to turn myself into a hodgepodge, but now...

Zhao Zihan has made it very clear that she is not the holder of this thrilling drum. The magic weapon has a spirit, and of course she can do it on her own. The three people who appeared here, me, Zhao Zihan and Zhang Lu.

I don't believe that Zhang Lu is the holder of this magic weapon. Perhaps according to second- and third-rate novels, the most unlikely one is often him! For example, the least motive for killing in mystery novels is often the murderer.

But, I'm not a mystery novel here. I can't afford that routine.

I can only nod my head helplessly and say to Zhao Zihan, "I'll try." In a very simple sentence, in fact, I am under a lot of psychological pressure from many aspects.

As for Zhao Zihan's loss, depression, shock, disbelief and other eyes and expressions, it makes me really feel that I am the bad guy who robbed the little girl's lollipop.

He bent down and subconsciously waved his hands together, muttering in his heart, 'Don't be me, don't be me.' With such an idea, he reached out and grabbed the drum handle.

When my finger touched the drum handle, the feeling brought to me by the streamer spell suddenly filled my mind.

The next moment, my whole body appeared in a strange space.

I don't know where it is. There is a thick fog, light, and flowers in the fog. It seems that you can still see thatched houses in the distance, and you can hear the sound of gurgling water in your ears.

"Is it finally time to come?" A gentle female voice came from afar, but she could faintly hear the melancholy in her voice.

"Hee hee, sister, your little lover is here. It's destined. Let him in quickly." The sound is as crisp as a lark.

I heard the feeling of clouds and fog. This streamer curse is so strange that I can't see anyone except the sound. Is it the nature of 'telephone recording' this time? Can you show me the secret of heaven and earth?

Then the lark-like crisp female voice shouted, "Stupid boy outside, come in quickly. No one gave you a daughter-in-law outside.

Anyone who has experienced the streamer spell knows that the streamer spell is a spell that records lines, which can record sound and images at the same time. There are also defects. Just like watching a movie, you can only passively follow the perspective left by the streamer spell. In the middle, you can't speak, move, or have your own actions.

I thought I was in such an environment, but subconsciously, when I went to search for that voice, I found that my perspective... changed with my thoughts!

Oh, my God!

This discovery made me panic, and then I became a little at a loss. Is it possible that this is not a stream of light spell? Such an idea came out. But what is it if it's not a streamlight spell? I can't be here, can I? What kind of magic in the world left like this? At the last moment, I was still in the basement of the criminal police team, and in the blink of an eye, I appeared in such a paradise-like place.

I thought to myself, is this a higher method than the Flowing Light Curse? I turned my eyes, adjusted the angle I wanted to see, and listened attentively to the direction of the sound. It was from the grassy house, which was faintly visible.

The crisp voice was a little angry: "Dead people outside, can you get in or not?"

"sister, don't scare others." The gentle voice seemed to be comforting, but I could hear a trace of dissatisfaction in it, and there was also some anger and sadness.

I'll look around. Is this a streamer spell that has been passed down through the ages? It is recorded... I play my brain tonic function, and all kinds of brain tonic scenes in which the hero and heroine meet in this picture. This is a fairy. Well, at least the party that leaves the streamer spell should be the immortal.

Well... Will fairy couples kiss their little mouths when they meet?

At YY, two figures appeared from the front of the looming hut. Looking at the beautiful shadow, I felt that the two women must be graceful. There must be a beautiful country.

What about the hero? Why hasn't the hero appeared yet?

I look left and right to make up whether the hero's clothes are floating and coming in the wind.

Gradually, the figure slowly approached my side, and I actually felt a little excited! Well, I know that this may have happened thousands of years ago, but I'm still very excited. Therefore, I made a conclusion for myself and the men. Men are really cheap! There is a kind of excitement in my heart that I can finally get the true face of Lushan Mountain.

The two women walked out of the fog hand in hand.

One is slightly tall and the other is slightly short.

The tall one in white, I can't tell whether it's Han Fu or Tang Yi. At a glance, I feel my head buzzing, beautiful! What a mother's beauty! I was dry and slumped and turned thousands of times in my mind, but I couldn't describe the beauty of the woman in white!

Originally, it was just a white shadow, gradually approaching where I was. Her eyes flashed with an intoxicating light. Yes, it was the kind of beautiful eyes that could make any man intoxicated.

A red plum hairpin was embroidered diagonally on the top, standing there casually, and his eyes fell on me.

I just think she is charming all over. The skin is so tender that it can pinch out a mouthful of water. The willow eyebrows are thinly raised, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, the cherry lips are gently opened, and the pink neck is delicately drooping. She is really a beautiful woman!!!

Damn, I also know that I am also an undergraduate in literature, but I can't describe how charming and gorgeous she is.

And the slightly shorter woman beside her, dressed in smoky and crisp clothes. There are different styles from the clothes of women in white. The green clothes set off, and the woman in green clothes is playful and playful. It is also beautiful, and also beautiful. The green emerald smoke shirt, loose flowers, mist and green grass pleated skirts, wearing emerald water tulle, if the shoulders are cut into a waist, and the muscles are as if they are condensed and blue. It's charming and boneless. Look at her folding her slender waist with a slight step, showing her wrist in a light gauze.

The wind bun is exposed, the eyebrows are covered with spring, the skin is as soft and greasy, the cherry mouth is not red, and the two strands of hair on the cheeks gently brush the face with the wind to add a little seductive amorous feelings, and the flexible eyes rotate, a little naughty, a little naughty, a little naughty, a light green skirt, and not full of a grasp. I was stunned that it was so beautiful and so beautiful that it did not eat the fireworks in the world!

At least I'm also a person who has been tested by our Wenyi!

At least I am also a man who has experienced water and fire and crossed the river of life and death. Why do I just... just... feel that I have sunk?

Such two almost perfect, no, really perfect women, just stood in front of me crisply.

It seems to look at me...

It's not right!!!!

I suddenly woke up from the intoxication. Even if it was the flash spell, the eyes of the person in the image were dead. I won't really look into my eyes at all.

And the two women in front of me are really looking at me!

The woman in green looked at me. Yes, she really looked at me and asked, "Hey, boy, why don't you go in when you come? What a big shelf!"

Me: "..."

"It's strange, why don't you talk? It's like a piece of wood. Didn't you talkative the last time you saw you?" She looked at me and said, holding the arm of the woman in white with both hands and turning her head and asking, "Sister, sister, why doesn't this boy talk? It's not scary, is it?"

I was stunned by what I said.

Isn't this streamer curse leaning on the 'hero'? Otherwise, how can I let two beautiful and beautiful women stand in front of me?

The woman in white also flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she smiled, and her delicate face bloomed over the flowers in a moment. Even the dreamy and hazy scenery around it has faded.

The woman in white smiled and said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault." She gently pushed away the white jade hands that pulled her sleeves, smiled dotingly at the woman in green, and said, "Silly sister, he crossed the two worlds with the help of the magic weapon I left in the world. But after all, he is a monk in the lower world. It's rare to keep his soul out here.

I'm confused. Is it possible that there is really such a 'hero?' in my position. I tried to look down to see if there was such a 'man' around me and where I was.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I moved, the woman in green shouted coquettishly, "Dumb melon, what are you looking at!"

I can't feel my hands and feet, otherwise I must point to my nose and ask, "Do you mean it's about me?" But obviously, in my current state, I have no hands, feet and no mouth, just like the feeling of the streamer spell, only eyes and ears come in.

The woman in white pulled the woman in green and whispered, "Little sister, don't make trouble. I'll cast a spell to temporarily fix his soul and condense the human shape."

The woman in green stopped the woman in white and said, "Sister, I'll do it. You still have to follow it. You have to refresh yourself."

The woman in white nodded and stepped aside.

The woman in green grinned at me and said, "Hey hey, it seems that you haven't recovered your memory of your previous life. Just take advantage of what you don't know now. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it's not too late for a thousand years for a young woman to avenge. With that, I saw the woman in green's hands flipping in front of her chest, like white magnolia blooming in an instant, but she said in her mouth, "It hurts you so much, it hurts you so much. This time it's interest." Such words.

Then, the woman stopped her hands in front of her chest. After stopping her hands from flipping, she suddenly paused, which made me clearly and clearly see the high-quality elasticity of her chest beating twice through the green gauze.

I bet that if I had seen such a scene in the mortal world, as a man, I would unconsciously swallow my saliva and make the Adam's apple shrug up and down several times.

But then...

I heard the anxious voice of the woman in white in my ear: "Sister, no..." Then, a stream, no, this description is wrong. It should be said that there was a group of men with sticks and hammers beating around me in an instant. And I only had time to feel the pain all over my body, and at this time, I opened my mouth. He shouted loudly, "My God, it hurts me so much..."