Chapter 339 The fortune teller delayed by the killer
"Dong dong dong" sounded several times in a row, as if hitting a drum with a sledgehammer.
A trace of blood flowed from Mo Ya's mouth, and his two arms hung down weakly.
"Pulling, fluttering"
Suddenly, the black crows turned into a flock of crows and scattered in all directions.
Jing Zhou fell from the sky and stood next to Yan Lingji. Looking at the crows scattering in all directions, he smiled and said: "This skill is quite good. I can do a trick when I have nothing to do. It's called Da Bian Huo Ren! Mo!"
Crow, I think it would be a good idea to change your name to Fortune Teller."
Not to mention, if Mo Ya is given another magical rope, Mo Ya will not have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation in the future just by relying on this method of transforming a living person.
Maybe we can open another door among the hundreds of scholars, and the name will be: "Moon Gate".
It's a pity that a good fortune teller who could have made a name for himself was delayed by a killer.
After the crows flew away and disappeared, Yan Lingji asked: "Why didn't you chase him? Just let him run away like that?"
She could see clearly just now that although these crows were transformed by Mo Crow, one of them must be Mo Crow's true form. If the crow was injured, it would be no different from injuring Mo Crow.
With the strength of the man in front of him, it wouldn't take much effort to keep those crows behind.
Jing Zhou said: "What about catching up with him? Can we kill him afterwards? Or should we capture him and perform tricks on the young master? You know, young master, I never like to force others to do what they want. It is best to do this buying and selling.
It’s best if both families are satisfied.”
Mo Crow's subconscious had long been dissatisfied with Ji Wuye, and what he was doing now was just to help Mo Crow infinitely amplify this subconscious mind.
Moreover, with Bai Feng's temperament, even without Nong Yu, he would betray Ye Mu sooner or later.
And Bai Feng is Mo Ya's weakness. Maybe even Mo Ya doesn't realize that Bai Feng's position in his heart is more important than his own life.
At this time, he gave Mo Ya one more choice. When necessary, Mo Ya would naturally come to him.
Yan Lingji said "hehe" and said: "It's a boring game. Wouldn't it be better to burn it all with fire? If you don't kill him now, how can you guarantee that when we meet next time, he won't attack you or cut you?"
?How can you guarantee that he can become a useful sword as you wish?"
Jingzhou sighed and said, "What you say makes sense every time, but why do you hear it so heartbreaking..."
"Although a sword can cut people, it depends on the person who uses the sword. Just like the white-haired man in Zilanxuan, can you tell that the sword in his hand has hurt himself?"
Yan Lingji nodded, then shook her head, and chuckled: "Didn't you say that Guigu's swordsmanship is famous all over the world? It flies in all directions, with a hundred steps, with a sword in front and a sword in the back. The one who controls the sword is the king of heaven and earth.
Dao. Since he is a good hand with a sword, he will naturally not be hurt by the sword in his hand. This boring game is better to be burned clean by a fire~"
"Girls know how to fight and kill. This is not good." Jing Zhou stepped forward to stop Yan Lingji and breathed into her ear: "The fireworks are bright and the full moon is hanging high. Why don't you dance to cheer up the fun?"
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There are many people in this world who are good at dancing, and Yan Lingji and Snow Girl are the best among them. That cyan figure, a touch of purple silk, and that look back with a smile are enough to make people fall asleep and not want to wake up.
If Yan Lingji in red makeup is extremely charming and eccentric, then Yan Lingji in cyan makeup is as gentle as water, so gentle that it can melt people, and so soft that people are willing to fight to make her laugh.
princes.
I don’t know who this girl learned her dance from. It is said that the Snow Maiden’s dance captivates the whole country, but in Jing Zhou’s opinion, Yan Lingji’s dance is not inferior to that of the Snow Maiden. On the contrary, she is even more powerful than the Snow Maiden.
An indescribable feeling.
"You want to see me dance? I'm afraid you won't be able to come out after watching it~" Yan Lingji put away the fire around her and walked along the alley in the direction of Zilanxuan. With every step she took, her waist
The hem of her skirt spread out to both sides, and a pair of beautiful legs were looming inside.
Jingzhou said indifferently: "Even if I can't get out, Master, I am willing."
Look at the official Ximen who died under peonies and was a charming ghost. But when he watched Yan Lingji dance, he was just affected by the fire charm at most. This deal is a very good deal!
"You want to see me dance, but I don't want to. I'll wait until I'm in a good mood." Yan Lingji's ethereal voice echoed in the alley, like a lark, with a hint of joy in her voice and her eyes.
It's full of tenderness.
"No! It's just a dance. Is it so difficult? By the way, when did you become so stingy?" Jing Zhou remembered that after Han Fei saved Yan Lingji, in order to thank Han Fei, the girl
But after a dance...
Could it be that her relatives have been here these days?
A group of crows gathered and landed on a small building in Xinzheng City. The black shadow flashed and the black crow walked out from the crows.
"Ahem!"
After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Mo Ya took a deep breath and felt much better.
"Haha, we suffered a big loss this time."
Feeling the condition of his body, Mo Ya smiled bitterly and sat down.
The strength of the man in purple surpassed him by a lot. Whether it was the lightsaber before or the shadow of his legs later, Mo Crow was shocked.
Especially the legs that follow you everywhere, carrying more than a thousand catties of power!
"Purple clothes, with mysterious patterns embroidered on the back of the cuffs, it feels like I've seen it somewhere before. This man can defeat me with physical strength alone. If he combines it with his sword skills, he may not be able to defeat me.
Lost to the general."
Mo Crow recalled the powerful people from the seven countries in his mind, but found that no one could match the purple figure.
"Should I tell the general about stealing the treasure box?" Mo Ya looked at the lights in the distance, pondered for a while, and then put the matter behind him.
"Well, well, the girl who plays with fire is really good. Her figure and face are much better than those in Quege. Isn't nine points a bit low? If she doesn't play with fire, she should at least add half a point.
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Thinking of this, Mo Ya felt a little regretful. If he had known that the girl was locked up in a dungeon outside Xinzheng, wouldn't he have been able to enjoy it more?
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"What a pity, what a pity!"
At this moment, a white shadow flashed a hundred feet away. The white robe was extremely conspicuous in the dark night. But in the blink of an eye, the white figure came to Mo Ya's eyes, and fell down like a fallen leaf. His toes pointed at
On top of the rubble.
Bai Ying has a handsome figure and elegant movements, but unfortunately his chest is so flat that he can run a horse. This Bai Ying is not that attractive girl, but a man.
"Are you injured? Who hurt you?" Bai Feng frowned. He had never seen Mo Ya like this before.
His arms hung down weakly, and it looked like he had been interrupted. His face was bruised and bruised, as if he had been punched hundreds of times.
The black feather that was originally stuck on his shoulder has long since disappeared.
Bai Feng knew the significance of those feathers to Mo Crow, just like the white feather on his shoulder. Unless it was the moment of life and death, he would never let the feather be damaged at all, let alone throw it away.
Mo Ya took a look at Bai Feng and saw that he was not injured at all. Then he took a breath and said: "Haha, what are you doing standing still? Give me your arm!"
At this time, he no longer thought that Zilanxuan was just a place of romance. Not to mention the mysterious man in purple, the proprietress of Zilanxuan was also very skilled.
He had planned to kill Han Fei with the help of ghost soldiers, but at the critical moment Zi Nu came out of nowhere. In his opinion, Zi Nu's skills were not inferior to his at all.
With such a master, how could Zilanxuan be an ordinary place?
Bai Feng grabbed Mo Ya's arm and connected it to him with two clicks.
"Can you please be gentle!"
"Learn more from the girls in Que Pavilion!"
Mo Ya complained twice, clapped his hands, twisted his body, then hugged Bai Feng and asked: "How did you complete your mission?"
Bai Feng said coldly: "I met a man. His sword was very fast, faster than mine. If he hadn't been merciful or too lazy to chase me, I'd be no better than you."
"Oh, what does his sword look like?"
"Like a comb..."
next day
Han Fei came to Zilanxuan early in the morning.
"Hey~ Why did Mr. Han come so early today?" Zi Nu stopped in front of Han Fei and her eyes fell on the box in Han Fei's hand.
Han Fei's eyelids flickered up and down and he said with a smile: "Haha, of course Han Fei was thinking about the purple girl in his heart and stayed up all night, so he rushed here early."
He said it was easy, but he was complaining in his heart. Now his legs still hurt!
Yesterday, Zi Nu kicked his calf. Although he escaped from the ghost soldier's sword, his leg hurt all night.
If not, why did Han Fei get up so early?
In the past, I would have been having a tryst with Duke Zhou's daughter at this moment, discussing that wonderful and interesting thing.
"Ah haha, Young Master Han is indeed that person's friend, and his words are exactly the same as that person's. He says what he says and means what he says." Zi female hand looked around, took the box from Han Fei's hand, and said, "Young Master, is he not interested in this box?"
Are you satisfied and want to give it back? There is no way to take back the gift I gave you."
Hearing the coldness in Zi Nu's words, Han Fei hurriedly shook his head and said: "No, no, no, Han Fei and Brother Jing are different. Miss Zi Nu, we both enjoy drinking, but Han Fei never tells lies.
"Whether it's the box given by Zi Nv or Miss Zi Nv herself, Han Fei is very concerned about it!"
He had just seen how powerful Zi Nu was last night, and he didn't want to experience the amorous kick of her foot again.
"Brother Jing, brother Jing, don't blame me. I just said that I don't lie, but I didn't say that you told lies."
Apologizing to Jing Zhou in his heart, Han Fei blinked at Zi Nu again and opened his mouth to both sides, revealing two rows of teeth.