"Just with your three-legged cat's skills, you dare to speak nonsense, and you can kill me?"

The blood-colored mandala sneered, and her figure disappeared from the spot and quickly turned towards the direction of reincarnation. She held a poisoned dagger in her hand.

It is said to be a dagger, but in fact, it has to be slightly longer and has also been modified in process, showing a triangular gap. Once it is stabbed, the blood in the wound will continue to flow.

It's an absolute killing weapon!

Reincarnation was not willing to be outdone, so it took out a red Sleeve Sword, but instead of retreating, it went up to meet the blood-colored Mandala weapon, and fought together.

Both of them are killers, and their body movements are surprisingly fast. What is completely different from those big fights is that every time the two sides fight, they will retreat in an instant and then change positions continuously.

The Xiulijian intersected with the dagger, making a crisp sound, accompanied by two constantly changing figures.

If there is no way to notice such a big noise, the bodyguards around the villa can clean up the bedding and roll it away.

"Damn it, that person wearing a black skirt seems to be the young master's woman. Is she so strong? Even if I see this speed, I have to be at a disadvantage!"

"Brave you, at your speed, in front of the Bloody Mandala, she crawled like a turtle. She wanted to take your head, like taking something from a baby!"

"Okay, can't I admit that I can't beat it? But the one who faced Miss Blood Mandala is not weak, and she is not at all inferior. Should we... Then, secretly fire two shots and help the field

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There is a bodyguard suggestion that it cannot be beaten, so can't support it on the side?

Old Huang shook his head, "Stop causing trouble for yourself. The young master said that the matter of Miss Blood Mandala should be solved by herself, so we can't interfere."

"Look at it?"

“Nothing can be done?”

Some bodyguard curled his lips and felt a little unhappy.

Lao Huang took out his cell phone, dialed a number, said a few words, then hung up, looked at the younger brothers in front of him, "I have called Miss Su and asked her tonight

Don't come back, the rest of things are not something we can worry about.

Whether you are kind or unintentional, since the young master has given instructions, do things according to the young master's instructions, and don't be idle here.

I will get back to my post and it won’t take long to get really busy.”

Lao Huang and a few bodyguards all retreated quietly in secret and did not get involved.

The battle outside the backyard of the villa has reached a heightened momentum.

No one is convinced by the blood-colored mandala or reincarnation, nor is he willing to show any weakness.

"That's right. It's worthy of being the number one in the killer list. It's top of the list for more than eight years. It depends on how old you are. Could it be that when you were in your teens, you were already the number one in the killer list?"

The blood-colored mandala quickly took a few steps back, holding the dagger, with a high fighting spirit, which seemed to be sighing, but in fact it was a kind of ridicule.

The so-called number one in the killer list is nothing more than that. In front of her, there is no way to act fiercely again!

"You are really a blood-colored mandala?!"

Huan Reincarnation frowned and looked uncertain. It was less than half a month since the last fight. In just such a little time, how could a person's strength change so drastically?

Even she couldn't suppress the blood-colored mandala.

Even in her figure, she felt that the blood-colored mandala had changed some changes, as if the lines of her body had become thinner. Her waist was as thin as willow branches, but she could barely hold it, but there was a terrible flexibility.

Sex, can mobilize the strength of the whole body at an extremely fast speed to attack and defense!

If she hadn't had her face remained unchanged, she would have felt that what she had encountered today would not be a blood-colored mandala!

“Yes, not!”

Blood-colored Mandala sneered, "I used to be just the top three in the killer list, and after tonight, the top spot will be replaced!"

In an instant, she accelerated again, a few minutes faster than before.

The reincarnation was shocked. She was already a little inadequate just now. Now she was even more shocked when she saw the blood-colored mandala becoming more fierce.

In the fight with her just now, the blood-colored mandala still has the rest of his strength?

What exactly happened to this woman?

Will such an amazing change occur?!

Judging from the eyes of reincarnation, he naturally did not know the horror of 10 potions of physique, not to mention that Qin Lang had no reservations about the blood-colored mandala, and gave her forty bottles of 10 potions of 10 potions of 10 potions of 10 potions of 10 potions of 10 potions of 10 potions of 10 potions of 10 potions of .

During this period, although the blood-colored mandala was not completely digested, it was almost the same.

Her physique has exceeded 450, which is equivalent to being reborn from Nirvana compared to her previous ones.

And reincarnation?

If your physique may not even reach 400, how could you be the opponent of the Blood-colored Mandala?

With the full force of the Blood-colored Mandala, the battle had already ended in reincarnation and defeated within ten minutes.

"I've done it all the time, but I didn't expect that I would be defeated by your hands." The blood-colored mandala was pressed against his back with his knees and pressed him to the ground, laughing at himself.

Click!

Click!

The blood-colored mandala didn't talk nonsense to her. She dislocated Huan's arms with a familiarity. She carried her back collar and pulled her back from the backyard to the villa, and came to Qin Lang's bedroom.

Peng!

Reincarnation is like a cattle and sheep that can be slaughtered, abandoned on the floor of the bedroom.

The blood-colored mandala wandered around the bedroom, fumbled through the cabinets and started to explore.

A black silk,

"That's not it!"

Two white silks,

"It's not this!"

Three pairs of rabbit ears,

"Stupid, how many things are hidden in the gangster?!"

The blood-colored mandala spat with a red face and began to rummage towards the wardrobe on the other side.

The samsara was seriously injured and his hands were dislocated. The key was that he was poisoned and numb. He had no way to motivate the energy, so he could only watch the blood-colored mandala walking around in front of him.

She raised her head with difficulty and said coldly, "If you want to kill and cut, just do it, what are you doing?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Did you talk?"

The blood-colored mandala turned around, kicked out with a thigh, cursed, and then held a long red rope in his hand and finally found it, and began to tinker on the body of the reincarnation.

I became a doctor after a long illness, and the feeling of the blood-colored mandala is the same as the feeling now. Although the process is a bit tortuous and the knot is twisted, I finally cleverly completed this bow that I realized on myself countless times.

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Hang the other end of the red rope on the hook on the roof, and gently pull it, and the cycle of reincarnation was hung up.

Some tools are ready-made and can be easily completed by just a fixed position.

"Blood-colored mandala, you are so brave, you actually humiliate me?!" Huan Reincarnation gritted her teeth.

"Hey, that's it? It seems to be broken, or there is no battery?"

The blood-colored mandala ignored the cycle of reincarnation. After searching in the table cabinet at the bedside for a while, he finally found a complete thing.

"Kill me!"

Reincarnation is a scorn.

Buzzing!

A familiar sound came along.
Chapter completed!