Female President’s Bodyguard

With the movements of the Nether, not only the extraordinary face of Nangong changed greatly, but even the Nangong Temple, which was covered by the Netherball weapon, changed its face.

She looked at the coldness in front of her eyes, almost no time to react, so she saw the cold mangare getting closer and closer.

Her eyes are a bit desperate, is it going to die?

boom!

When the knife in the hands of the Nether had to pierce her body, a strong force came and flew her out.

puff!

Then came the sound of such a blade into the body.

"Hey!"

Xiao Chen’s snoring, with a bit of distortion, sounded at the scene.

Immediately, the knife in his hand was mixed with the last force of the ‘powerful potion’.

Hey!

The broken bones came out, a big head, and the volley flew up.

"what!"

As the head flew up, the sound came out of the open mouth.

Nethered eyes closed, his mouth wide open, his face full of horror.

Especially when he saw the headless body below, the horror color is more intense, a bit familiar?

Is this... my own body?

Didn't wait for his thoughts to turn over, his eyes were black, and then... I felt that my consciousness was gone.

At the moment when his consciousness disappeared, he heard a bang, as if it had landed.

Xiao Chen looked at the head of the person who fell on the ground, and stayed dead, dead?

You know, he was just a subconscious knife, and he didn't even think about cutting off the head of Nether!

In the midst of anger, the reaction seems to be slower.

Or, Nether did not expect that Xiao Chen would rush up, and then waved such a knife, did not have time to hide!

His death is a bit suffocating!

Bone bones!

The head of the Nether, after rolling a few times on the ground, was covered with blood.

Chen old man who chased him, stopped and looked at the head on the ground, stunned.

Immediately, he looked at Xiao Chen again. Is this special?

The Nangong in the distance is extraordinary, relieved, and it’s okay!

For the death of Nether, he is obviously a little aggressive!

"what!"

Xiao Chen stayed behind, and a sudden pain came and he screamed.

There was a knife in his stomach.

Although not fatal, it is quite serious.

This is the sneak sneaked into the Nangong Temple, and was blocked by Xiao Chen.

The Nangong Temple behind him, the pretty face is pale, and the shock is undecided.

Just now, she clearly noticed the breath of death!

However, at the moment when she was shrouded in death, she was hit by a fly!

Although she quits, some are embarrassed, but ... the breath of death, but no more!

She looked to the front, a burly but slender figure standing in her position.

Then... the sound of the knife into the body sounded.

Almost instantly, she reacted, was the person in front of me, saved herself!

If it weren't for him, he would die!

Then, a head flew up and looked at it, it was to kill her ghost!

Her eyes fell back on her back.

This back is somewhat familiar.

It's him?

The guy who hates her?

That... the guy who took her cheap?

Did he save himself?

After waiting for her thoughts to turn over, she saw Xiao Chen licking her abdomen and slowly falling backwards.

She didn't even think about it, threw away the long sword in her hand, stepped forward and hugged Xiao Chen who fell backwards!

"Ok?"

Xiao Chen, who has already fallen to the ground, suddenly feels that he has fallen into a gentle place.

No pain, with a bit of temperature, very soft and soft.

Xiao Chen is a bit strange, what is the situation?

He endured the pain, turned his head and looked at it, stayed in the South Palace?

This girl... I will not take the opportunity to retaliate against myself and give myself a sword?

Thinking of this, he would rather fall to the ground: "What, you..."

"Do not talk!"

Nan Gongyi interrupted Xiao Chen’s words. The voice was far less cold than before. The white hand was pressed on his wound and wanted to help him stop bleeding.

"Well……"

After being pressed by Nangong, Xiao Chen had a twitching pain in his mouth, but he let go of his heart. It seems that he did not want to give himself a sword!

Immediately, he looked at the head of the Nether, some proud, this knife for a life, very worth it!

"Oh, let you marry Laozi... It’s so good now!"

"You still laughed?"

Nangong saw Xiao Chen still laughing, and gave him a look, but when he thought of the moment of life and death, he pushed himself out and blocked himself in front of him, and his tone softened.

"You are lucky, don't laugh."

"Oh, don't laugh."

Xiao Chen nodded, it was really lucky!

If he had just cut a knife and did not cut the Nether, then he might die!

Nether, just a little more, you can give him a break!

Don't look at this knife to kill the Nether, it seems simple, but in fact it is dangerous!

This time, the goddess of fortune stood on his side.

However, Xiao Chen thinks that his luck is always good, and the charm is not small, the goddess of fortune has been standing on his side.

Then feel the warmth and softness behind him, Xiao Chen's body is loose, soft in the arms of Nangong.

He moved his body, his mouth was tilted, and he didn't see it. This little girl was quite unexpected!

Nan Gong, who knows, Xiao Chen was injured, there are so many embarrassing thoughts, only when he is uncomfortable, he did not expect that he would take the opportunity to take advantage of it.

However, Chen Laotou came to the front and looked at Xiao Chen, who was lying in the arms of Nangong, and pulled his mouth. This kid... It’s really a blessing!

"Kid, can't you die?"

Chen Laotou looked at the wound in Xiao Chen’s abdomen and asked.

"Oh, death can't die, but... it's very serious, can't get up, the rest of the battle depends on you, Chen Lao."

Xiao Chen shook his head and didn't plan to get up again. The beauty of this beautiful woman was lying in her arms!

Moreover, with the death of Thors and Nether, the Dark Holy See has no chance to turn over!

If this is the case, the Dark Holy See can be turned over, and the Dragon King's people still have faces, and they have killed themselves!

"Humph!"

When Chen Laotou saw Xiao Chen, he knew that he had no big problems and looked at Nangong Temple.

"Hey, how are you? Are you injured?"

"I am fine."

Nangong翎 shook his head.

"Well, that's good, take care of this kid."

When Chen Laotou finished speaking, he looked around and immediately went straight to the charming woman.

"This old rogue..."

Xiao Chen looked at the action of Chen Laotou, grinned and said one.

"what did you say?"

Nangong翎 did not hear clearly, asked.

"Ah, nothing, I said, Chen Laozhen is a sword, not a hero, a hero, and the momentum is not reduced!"

Xiao Chen shook his head and said.

"Oh, can you sit up?"

Nangong asked.

"Can't I, I can't be physically weak now, I can't sit up."

Xiao Chen shook his head, joke, can this get up?

"Well, is that comfortable?"

Nan Gongyi asked again.

"Shu...oh, okay."

Xiao Chen just said that he was comfortable, and suddenly he felt that it was wrong. He quickly changed his mouth.

"Ok."

Nangong nodded and no longer said anything.

Xiao Chen half leaned on the arms of Nangong, but did not put all his thoughts on enjoyment. He first gave himself a simple hemostasis and looked at the battlefield.

He has to stare at the point, what if it really makes people run?

Run one, that is * annoying!

However, the situation on the spot is still good, except for a few evil people, everyone else has been killed.

Under the extraordinary suppression of the Nangong, the evil spirits were also injured and squatted back.

On the other hand, in the two old hooligans, no, the old man's joint attack, the charming woman bloodied, supported by hardship.

The old man's mace, dancing and flying, kept squatting, apparently he just wanted to let the charming woman eat him a try.

"The big picture has been set!"

After Xiao Chen’s eyes swept through the audience, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"why?"

Suddenly, Nangong, behind him, said openly.

"what?"

Xiao Chen glanced and turned to look at Nangong, and did not understand what it meant by her sudden emergence.

"Why save me."

Nan Gongyi asked again.

"Oh... this, no reason, seeing you dangerous, I will save it! You are the apprentice of Mr. Nangong, and it is for my business. How can I hurt you, right?"

If you change to another beauty, Xiao Chen may ‘tune’ a few words, what heroes save the beautiful.

But for this girl, he really didn't dare to play, for fear that he was finished, she pulled the sword to him.

In that case, it is not fun.

Moreover, in his opinion, there is no reason.

Just now, if you change it to be white night or big fat, he will not hesitate to rush up, not because Nangong is beautiful.

Of course, this can't be said, if you say so, not only has no emotional intelligence, IQ is also a problem!

"Oh."

Nangong nodded, no expression, and could not see the true thoughts of her heart.

Xiao Chen looked at Nangong Temple, and thought about it, so I saved her once and touched her chest. Should it be over? Will not find yourself trouble again?

Just as Xiao Chen pondered, a scream of screams came out.

Xiao Chen turned his head and saw a large mace, slamming on the chest of a charming woman.

Just look at it, Xiao Chen’s face shook, Nima’s, the old man’s hand can be really embarrassing, no pity, no jealousy?

This time... It’s estimated that it will burst!

boom!

The charming woman flew out and squatted on the ground, vomiting blood with a big mouth and unable to climb.

Her chest was **** and her sternum was broken.

"it is true."

Xiao Chen looks at the charming woman and makes a conclusion like this.

"What is true?"

Nangong asked ~www.readwn.com~ Ah, nothing, I said they are really powerful. ”

Xiao Chen shook his head, of course, would not tell Nangong, he said really, referring to the woman's chest, did not play any silicone.

"The old man's stick is still amazing?"

The old man stared at the mace, and looked down at the charming woman.

"Cough... old...pie...f..."

The charming woman used a blunt Chinese language, and after a weak sentence, her head disappeared and there was no sound.

"Humph."

The old man snorted, carrying a mace, turning to look elsewhere, looking for the next enemy.

On the scene, the Dark Holy See has no more people than the evil spirits!