Spring copy

I have to admit that Na Xu's sword was drawn very well.

Such a meek person, but viciously killed the emperor.

Let the Ninth Five-Year Lord in front of the eye, it is not uprooted, nor is it not uprooted.

If you don't pull it out, will you still be a man?

If it is pulled out, how will the world fabricate this monarch, saying that he fought with a man for a beauty.This beauty is a man, and that man is a monk.

Hmph, this handsome monk is too poisonous!

Those who are emperors can't return home casually.

Sometimes turning a blind eye is the way to be king.

The confrontation remains the same, the stalemate remains.

After a long time, the emperor exuded an outstanding imperial arrogance, and said frankly: "The demon is in power, if you can surrender, I... will not pursue the master's various mistakes."

Na Xu smiled, and respectfully handed the sword back to Gao Shou, and Master Gao heaved a sigh of relief, and returned the sword into its sheath.

"The poor monk has an unfeeling request, and I hope His Majesty will fulfill it."

"Please say."

"My teacher used to copy a copy of the "Heart Sutra" for the emperor's family before his death. He was not talented, so he wanted to copy another copy in person in exchange for home teacher "Heart Sutra". On the one hand, I do my best to pray for the blessings of the common people in the world.”

"allow."

Having achieved his goal, Na Xu asked again with a smile: "So, the monk can take Mo Ya away?"

"……Can."

Ever since, Na Xu passed by Mo Ya slowly, and blatantly took Mo Ya and left.

Hand to hand, fingers intertwined.

No one can imitate this calmness.

Between heaven and earth, everything is indifferent.

It's just that everything is faded, very faded.

Walking all the way to the place where there were no outsiders, Mo Ya regained his composure, turned around and kissed Na Xu.

"Master, your momentum is very good, but you can be more hungry."

Nasu held back her laughter, her heart beating a little with joy.

Lips touching, just under an old tree.

This tree happens to be the place where the future silk king will rest.

Aya, who was hanging upside down on the tree, pressed calmly on top of Mo Ya's head, leaned forward, and threw herself at Na Xu affectionately.

Mo Ya quickly pushed down Aya who was not in human form.

Aya's face fell to the ground, and Mo Ya raised his foot casually, ready to step on it.

"It's time to go, get down to business." Nasu stopped.

Aya hugged Na Xu's thigh, and glanced at Mo Ya with disdain: "That's right, it's important to do business."

In the distance, the fateful Gao Shou followed all the way again, participating in the journey again, because he was a hard-working shadow guard.

The remaining snow on the tree rustled.

The remaining snow was blowing.

Originally, the powerful scene of adultery had to be hastily ended.

Mo Ya asked Aya: "Where is the strong man you hooked up with?"

Aya said: "The soldiers are approaching the city."

Under the city of Getian Clan, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Aya's subordinates, three hundred fierce generals, roared and approached the city.

The night is dark and full of danger.

The sound of crusade is like a lion's roar, but unfortunately, this isolated earth city is not moving.

On the west side of the moat, thousands of spiders wearing wooden armor swarmed.

Mo Ya, who took back his weapon, smiled evilly and raised the steel machine gun.Didn't it mean that this bullshit race is made of flesh and blood like silk? Who knew they would summon black spiders as tall as a building.

The arrow leaves the string, and the horse neighs.

The soldiers swung their sharp weapons round and round to cut off the steel thorn-like spider legs, preventing them from moving forward.And the huge spider spits out silk, entangles the opponent, rolls high, throws at the spider companion, tramples and chews the person to pieces.

The exploding spider, bursting out of its body and spraying out its juice.

The broken corpses of the warriors turned into mud and blood flowed into rivers.

All of them were soaked into the earth in a heroic manner, and mixed into puddles of disgusting mud.

Naxu formed seals, and the wind was like waves in an instant, pushing away the disgusting spider army layer by layer.

Three steps forward, one step back, neither slow nor fast.

Seen from a distance, Na Xu is a very beautiful white light.

Mo Ya next to him was not so gentle, he spread his feet rascally, he would not dodge or dodge, he just raised his gun to shoot.

Bullets rained down.

It hasn't been this cool for a long time.

The loud noise of bullets is like the kicks played by every household on New Year's Eve.

Deafening.

Na Xu frowned, and Mo Ya laughed at him: "You don't mean to say something silly about the monk's classic 'abstinence from killing'."

Naxu calmly said: "Flesh and blood are not dust, all life is a dream."

Mo Ya licked Na Xu's ear, and suddenly, a spider's stumped arm fell in front of their eyes.

Dust fluttered.

On the other side, it was also bloody.

Aya's long whip danced wildly in mid-air, one whip after another, towards a spider.

The target fell to the ground, and the spiders that were behind couldn't guard against it, and then fell down a large row.

Aya waved again, and a spider on the left side spun silk, entangled his hand tightly.With a tug of the abnormally tough thread, Aya was thrown out without any surprise.

"Bang bang bang"!

There was another loud bang of thunder.

The wire was broken.

Aya turned over in the air, landed on one knee, and said coldly to Mo Ya, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, sissy." Just as Mo Ya finished speaking, unexpectedly, one of his feet was also entangled in the damn silk, dragged all the way, and then flung into the sky.

The night wind was biting.

Na Xu hastily squeezed the curse, and pointed at the broken wire.

The rescued evildoer grinned grinningly in mid-air, and took advantage of the sky above to shoot down frantically.

A nearby spider pounced on him, and immediately swept away Mo Ya's weapon with its silk.

Mo Ya took advantage of the situation and jumped onto the back of the monster, facing its forehead, and landed his fist heavily, a fatal blow.

Then, the second punch, the third punch...

In an instant, the spider's head was smashed to pieces, and the entire brain erupted like a small volcano.

The thug Mo Ya laughed loudly, and rolled his fist, quite pleased with himself.

This trick is strange and exciting.

At this time, Aya below waved the whip in her hand and picked up Mo Ya's gun.

The whip whipped, retreated, and the gun was thrown back to Mo Ya.

"Girl, thank you." Mo Ya raised his gun and cupped his hands.

"Pooh!"

Mo Ya, who was standing on the dead spider's back, laughed loudly, jumped onto the back of another living spider, and continued to kill.

One after another.

They all blasted wildly at their heads.

Gunfire, flowing flames.

When the fierce fight was in full swing, the horns of the beast suddenly blew from the top of the Tucheng city.

The sound of "woo woo" echoed in the mountains, endlessly.

The wind roared, still wrapped in an unpleasant fishy smell.

The spider army stopped and retreated in unison, about five feet away, and unexpectedly began to line up in an orderly manner from left to right.

A large piece of black press.

"They have set up an formation." Aya said.

That's right, the group of spiders are still spinning silk while forming formations.

Silk, inextricably linked.

For a while, dazzled.

Sure enough, fighting bloody battles in this world is really a trick.

"Let's fight." Mo Ya licked his lips, the blood that was about to dry up at the corner of his mouth was slightly bitter.

"I'm afraid it's too late." Aya raised her face, looking up at the sky in annoyance.

The dark clouds are still thick, but the night will leak out.

"That's the only way." Naxu sighed very lightly, and raised his middle finger in public.

When the gurgling blood will run out.

Bai Ze took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

He saw the future again.

In the future, the pale Na Xu falls lightly like a solitary dead leaf.

Bai Ze watched calmly as the knife marks on his wrist slowly closed and recovered.

No problem at all.

Na Xu, you don't know, after collecting the whole heart sutra, I can only give you one answer.

The key to the ninth door is a beating heart, a willing heart.

I really hope that the moment when the ninth door opens will arrive in a blink of an eye.

Bai Ze smiled, his eyes were like crescent moons.

Flesh and blood are dust, and all living things are dreams.

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People have yin and yang.

The middle finger is the junction of yin and yang in the human body; the blood of the middle finger is the most pure yang.

From what Mo Ya heard, what Na Xu expressed was quite simple and to the point. He wanted to drip some blood from his middle finger and recruit a sun-loving creature from the ground to deal with the huge group of "" The Black Widow team.

However, the plan was a little flawed.

"Do you think you're still a virgin?" Mo Ya asked.

"What?" Na Xu was puzzled.

"Virgin means... the body of a child." Mo Ya felt that he was a bit close to Mo Zhehei.He began to speak more reservedly.

Na Xu tilted his head slightly, and said firmly, "But I'm still a man."

So, no one stopped the plan any more.

Three drops of middle finger blood fell into the soil, and there was no movement on the ground. To be precise, nothing happened.

"No way?" Mo Ya questioned more implicitly.

Na Xu didn't speak, but pinched his middle finger again, and another drop of blood fell.

The blood dripped into the soil, splashing a small blood flower.

When the blood flower exploded and bloomed in full bloom, the earth shook.

Under the Tucheng on the opposite side, the spider array is still towering.

bang——

Another loud bang.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be shattered by the sound and suddenly scattered.

In the night sky, the moon hangs alone.

The moonlight shone down, and the silver sand rustled finely, and in a blink of an eye, it flowed straight down.

Three thousand feet straight down.

The silver sand fell to the ground, and in an instant, the wind suddenly blew up.

Sand and gravel flew from all directions, rolling in, boiling in this short moment.

The wind and sand were loud.

"The things you brought in will be like this?" Mo Ya asked Na Xu loudly, circling his mouth with his hands.

"I don't know either." Nao said calmly, circling his lips.

While talking, the moonlight shone wildly on the silver sand, and the sand wind rustled, splitting the sky.

The sand and stones in the wind, from time to time, whipped my face, which hurt very much.

Aya covered her face, and then asked loudly: "Na Xu, are you sure that the guy you recruited is to help us?"

"It should be." Nasu lowered his head and looked at the blood on his middle finger.

But at this moment, the moonlight and the sand are constantly shuttled and intertwined, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

To interweave, to bring together.

bring together, interweave...

Soon, light and sand took shape in the wind.

All the wind, all the fine sand, all the light, make up a bird.

At a glance, it is a very huge bird of prey. It goes straight to the city gate without hesitation.

Spread its wings, covering the sky and the earth.

The light sand still shuttles endlessly.

The shapes appearing in the wind are becoming more and more refined.

Everywhere you look--

On the sand bird's broad back, there was actually a man holding a weapon, also made of moonlight sand.

The figure is excellent, the demeanor is like a god, and the heroism is extraordinary.

Wind and sand become demons.

The sand bird sprinted towards the spider array, and the silver shadow man took advantage of the situation and swept the unformed weapon in his hand.

The fighting spirit is strong.

Yinsha obeyed, wrapped in a mass of murderous aura, and flew out sideways.

With just one flash kill, the spider army collapsed.

In such an instant——the army was swept away, the huge spider was smashed, and the stumps were like flying leaves in autumn, as if the leaves had fallen back to their roots, and then disappeared, never to be seen again.

At the same time, the giant bird had rushed back to the ground, completely submerged in the sand, and very quickly, it also disappeared, and it was never seen again.It's completely, completely wiped out.

There was another gust of cold wind, and the moonlight shone back into the silver sand.

Only Taibai Xing is left.

Everything that happened was just a blink of an eye.

Everyone looked at each other.

Amazing.

Na Xu secretly inhaled, feeling his heart beating abnormally.Just now he seemed to see that the shadow of the moonlight turned his head before disappearing, and took a hasty look at himself.

And this look, which seemed to be full of lethality, made him very uncomfortable.

"Have you ever sold blood before?" Mo Ya asked after being stunned for a long time.

"No." Nasu replied calmly.Heart, but still beating wildly.

"Don't sell it lightly."

After a cloud of sand and smoke, Wan Lai was silent.

The city was quiet, and the city gates were closed.

Nothing seemed to happen.

There was only a trace of murder in the air.

Aya sighed sadly: "It's dawn, but we still haven't broken through the city gate."

"Let's rest first, and then we can talk." After Na Xu said this, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground unconscious.

The walls still exist, impenetrable.

However, during the fierce battle, no one noticed.Gao Shou had already given full play to the advantages of the shadow guard, and secretly climbed up the city wall from the other side.

Gao Shou is a master.

Unknowingly, touch into the city.

He originally thought that he could kill them and cooperate with Na Xu and the others.

Thinking about it later, he felt that as long as he rescued the silk king, it would be great to wait for work with ease.

So, Mr. Gao Shou used the trick of stabbing the neck with a knife, and found a guide.

Soon, he saw the silk king.

Silk King lived not in a cell, but in a palace.

The silk king was sitting in front of the hibiscus tent intact, naked and naked.

Seeing Gao Shou come in, Silk King still didn't wear anything, and stood up naked.

The house is fragrant and warm.

Like the fog, watching the flowers bloom.

Smooth skin, slender and strong legs, golden wheat-colored skin, everything is as dazzling as the sun.

It's hard to describe such a beauty, not evil, not delicate, not refined, just like the spring breeze blowing the earth, and everything revives.

Like the rising sun on the plain, so warm and irresistible.

This beauty is not aggressive, but a kind of tolerance.King Silk didn't do anything, but he seemed to have opened his body generously to people, making people willing to kneel between his legs, pointing at his temple, making the most devout worship, and repeatedly worshiping.

Unprecedented.

The scorching heat of the body can be so primitive.

There is no obscenity and no holiness, and I sincerely hope for the most primitive blending. This kind of impulse is like Gao Shou's heartbeat at the moment, and there is a tight beat.

The heart is moved, there is no wildness, no lingering, only hard work.

The wind is blowing and the grass is low, no worries and no worries.

The peach blossoms on the human face are vivid and dramatic.

At this moment, nothing exists between heaven and earth.Time flies, count farts here.Only the breath of birth, which moves all the time, is the most authentic and credible.

In one thought, Gao Shouna stood up straight as a symbol of a man, standing proudly in the sky.

Not confusion, but expectation.

Pray for mutual intercourse, water and milk blend.

Instead, let it give birth to a new life for itself, which is only right and proper.

The meaning of survival in the first place has never changed.

"Tell me, what do you want most now?" Suddenly, Silk King smiled.