After wearing a book, the sick villain hugged me and begged for a kiss

Chapter 180 She is gone, you won't go?

The light blue light shimmers slightly, as if reflecting the sky, flying at a glance.

Ruo Li moved, removed Jun Wuqi's arm, and got up.

He couldn't see Ya Meimei because he knew he couldn't beat him and ran away while no one was chasing him.

Ruoli raised his lips and chuckled, luckily he ran away, otherwise, she would never come back!

Ruoli came to Diabolo and folded his arms, looked up and said, "She's gone, why don't you go?"

Diabolo stood up, bowed to Ruoli, smiled lightly and shook his head, "The benefactor is too obsessed, all things have spirits, don't kill."

Ruoli:...

This man!Damn it!

Why does he know everything!

Hei Mou looked at Diabolo, and there was a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

"He's fine, I'm not moving."

There is a faint and undulating sound, accompanied by the early morning fog, everything is so foggy, true and false, looking at flowers in the fog.

With a Buddha's words, Diabolo sat down cross-legged and continued to twist the beads.

The scorching safflower bloomed in the mist, dazzling like fire, and the cool mist hit it, retreating again and again.

The lotus steps moved lightly, and the crisp sound of Ding Ling's ring stopped in the mist, and came from all directions.

The scent bursts, like crying but not laughing!
The red silk slipped out, sharp as a knife!

Ruoli judged the position immediately, flipped his wrist, shot the dagger, turned around and walked behind Jun Wuqi, raised his hand and cut off the red silk!
One cut off, and the other came again, Ruo Li just wanted to catch it, but quickly retracted, the dagger cut off.

poisonous!

Ruoli untied his sleeves, wrapped his hands around, and waited for the red silk to come out again.

Ripped it off!
The woman in red left the mist and turned around in front of Ruoli.

"It's been a long time since I've seen so many people. The little monk doesn't want to stay in a good temple, so he came to me for alms!"

As soon as the words fell, the woman drew out a sharp sword and raised the sword towards Ruoli.

Ruoli stepped on the ground with his toes, turned around and avoided the woman's moves lightly, and leaned against the woman's body and leaned on her back.

The elbow hit the woman's waist forcefully, causing her to stagger forward a few steps.

The woman stopped, turned around again, and was already in the formation.

The woman turned around several times and tried to escape, but found that no matter which angle or direction she could escape!

Ruoli squeezed the tactic with both hands, rushed out of the red line from the formation and frantically entangled the woman.

The woman tossed and evaded, the red silk broke, and the thin thread was fanned apart.

However, due to the strength of the spirit, the red silk was torn in half when it hit the thin thread!
Behind the red silk, Ruoli's dagger flashed, and he stepped in front of the woman, and when the woman realized that she wanted to run away, the dagger was already at the vital point!

Without too many pleasantries, the dagger pierced deeply!
"Benefactor," he said again, "Amitabha."

[Obtain one hundred-year-old Wraith, and six fourth-grade Jade Spirit Pills. ]
Sitting cross-legged, Diabolo twirled a prayer bead and chanted Sanskrit for his salvation.

"If people don't offend me, I won't offend others. If people offend me, you will die!"

The clouds rise from the sky, the rain passes over the weak sea, Qinhuai does not violate, the snow-white mountain top!
Ruoli looked at the woman angrily.

Don't be afraid of sudden death if you don't intend to cause trouble!
Looking for her, looking for death!
If there is no time left to help the king, get in the carriage and leave.

The way ahead was blocked by people walking in the opposite direction.

Yami leaned towards Ruoli, glanced at Wraith, and pursed her lips.

"This road only leads to the city. If you don't mind the girl, you can go with Yami."

Ruoli raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Okay! Miss Ya, come and sit with me."

On the quiet path, the mist persists, and the chill hits the skirt of the clothes.

The melodious sound of flute on the road, cold and sad, endless sorrow, endless lovesickness.

Searching in the vast sea of ​​people, but can't find it, the end of the road is only the end of hatred.

Ruoli was driving the horse, listening to the voice, she had heard someone say it before.

'Among the sea of ​​people, I am the one who is not human. I am in love. There is someone in love who can take a look at me, then smile at me, and tell me that he saw me, really. '

(End of this chapter)