Reborn Noble Prisoner

As long as the fingers are a little bit harder, they can dig into the throat.

"Why are you on my bed?!" The young man stared at him fiercely, the panic of his life hanging by a thread in the dream obviously made him extremely bad.

"...I'm cold." Qiao Bai took a breath and smiled unnaturally.

Xiao Sinuo narrowed his eyes dangerously, a sticky feeling on his lower body and the white turbidity on Qiao Bai's hands clearly told him what happened, his heart was agitated, his hands could hardly control their strength, and they gritted their teeth coldly : "Qiao Bai! Are you looking for death!"

"I lost too much blood, and I'm afraid of the cold." Qiao Bai smiled and added, "And you're having a nightmare."

Xiao Sinuo's fingers loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and his expression changed. He couldn't help but punch him: "You fucking have the guts to say it!"

On one side of Qiao Bai's head, his cheek was scraped off by the young man's phalanx, and there was a red mark on the side of his cheek. The tip of his tongue touched it lightly, and he smiled nonchalantly: "You are too excited, you need to vent."

Xiao Sinuo stared at him for a while, and said very coldly: "You don't have to worry about my affairs."

Qiao Bai nodded, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Okay. I'm nosy."

The atmosphere froze, and no one spoke.

"Go down." Xiao Sinuo was in a bad mood, and his tone was very cold.

Qiao Bai glanced at him, curled his lips indifferently, and when he got off the bed, he suddenly counterattacked and forced the man under him, holding him tightly: "Xiao Sinuo, I really don't like you Arrogant."

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, a deep and ruthless kiss fell, and the tongue unscrupulously penetrated into the boy's mouth, and even went deep into the throat to lick again. The domineering deep throat kiss was extremely uncomfortable, but the pleasure was unexpectedly surging.

Xiao Sinuo was stunned at first, but when he came back to his senses, the suppressed anger burst out immediately. Several life-threatening fights had already polished his body to a very fine and tough level, especially in the battle with Qiandaoren. Outburst, Qiao Bai's powerful suppression was no longer as effective as before, and he reversed it almost instantly.

He pressed on Qiao Bai's body, panted twice, and pressed his knee heavily on the man's lower abdomen, sneered viciously: "You still have some ability to want to fuck me."

"I know." Qiao Bai took a deep breath, his arms had been twisted to an unbelievable degree, but he still smiled without changing his face, "That's why I can only kiss you."

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The sun had just risen on the sea, and the sky outside the high window was still blue and gray. Obviously, it was not time for the prisoners to wake up. The prison guards came and took Xiao Sinuo away without saying a word.

The detainee was the red-haired Balmand, with an unlit cigar in his mouth, an AA12 on his shoulder, and his military boots kicking on the ground. He looked sloppy and lazy like a middle-aged man on the street. tramp.

Xiao Sinuo couldn't help but take a second look. Parmandel grinned while biting a cigarette, and hit him on the back with the butt of his gun: "Hey, little sheep, I heard you're pretty good at it."

Xiao Sinuo's face was cold and expressionless.

"Ha." Balmand smiled uninterestedly, bared his teeth, and said to himself, "Cut! This place is getting more and more boring. Everyone keeps their own place and makes my teeth itch."

Xiao Sinuo sneered inwardly, pretending he didn't hear it.These prison guards are also guys who are afraid of chaos in the world. They wish that people will make trouble every day, and then they will be used as targets for practice guns every day.

"Hey, little sheep, I really can't see it, you're quite capable, the ghost knife didn't even cut you in two." Parmand raised the boy's eyes curiously.

Xiao Sinuo lowered his eyelashes, and reminded without emotion: "Sir, talking too much with the prisoner is against the rules, isn't it?"

"Rules?" As if listening to some big joke, Bamande laughed out loud while holding a heavy gun, pinched the cigarette in his mouth to his fingertips, and patted Xiao Sinuo's shoulder forcefully, "Boy! There are no rules here! It’s very casual! If there is one rule, get out alive. Get out alive is the real rule. If you can’t live, everything is empty, you know?”

Xiao Sinuo looked at him strangely.

"Cut! Don't look at me that way! After all, I'm considered a good citizen among the mob, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come here." Balmand wiped his lower lip with his fingers, and smiled arrogantly.

Xiao Sinuo raised the corner of his mouth, and said casually, "Isn't it interesting to see people climbing to survive?"

"Interesting?" Balmand repeated, grinning secretly, "Interesting! Of course it is interesting! Especially after seeing someone else after experiencing it in person, it's more fucking satisfying than an orgasm!"

Experience it yourself?As if he suddenly understood something, Xiao Sinuo nodded and laughed: "Sir, may I ask, which session of the warrior are you here?"

Balmand paused, and then couldn't help bursting into laughter, shrugged the gun on his shoulders, and glanced at Xiao Snow with some appreciation: "Boy, the future is boundless."

After escorting the person to the door, Parmandel knocked on the door twice and left straight away. When he left, he smiled and blew a kiss to Xiao Sinuo, but he didn't know what the intention was.

Pushing open the door, the indoor light is a bit dark, just like the old-fashioned and strict character of its owner, there is a gloomy black atmosphere everywhere, a red leaf screen is placed in front of the window, and the black and red huanghuali screen frame falls there calmly, with a heavy There is a cold and hard air in it.

In front is a table carved from red sandalwood, with an antique knife rest on it, and dragon patterns hovering on it.

Qiandaoren was just like the first time he saw him, cold, indifferent, tall and straight, with the purest samurai spirit, standing there with his back on his back, quietly stroking his saber.

This seems to be one of the things he is most used to doing, familiar and meticulous.

Xiao Sinuo didn't get too close, and the distance was just right so that neither of them would be tense.

As if he hadn't noticed the incoming person, Qiandaoren stood coldly without moving, took off his military uniform, a black kimono set off his tall and straight figure as rigid as iron, and held the handle of the knife calmly with both hands. Even if the scabbard is not wielded, the icy saber energy seems to be able to invade one's muscles and bones, making one unconsciously feel cold in the heart.

Xiao Sinuo frowned uncomfortably, especially since the unpleasant dream from last night still remained in his mind, looking at Qiandaoren, he felt a thorn in his back.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" Xiao Sinuo was obviously not as patient as the other party, and couldn't stand the cold and depressing atmosphere for a moment.

"Aren't you senior brother?" Qiandaoren's cold voice was as cold and sharp as a ghost knife.

"Senior brother?" Xiao Sinuo raised his head, with an almost hypocritical smile on his lips, "Then is there a way for senior brother to get me out?"

Halfway through the speech, a gloomy cold light suddenly appeared, and the air suddenly became fierce and murderous.

Xiao Sinuo's heart sank, his body suddenly leaned back, he folded his body, supported himself twice on the ground with one hand, rolled back on the spot, Fang Ji stabilized his body, and when he raised his eyes, the sharp knife tip had already When it reached the throat, the sharp blade cut off the lingering breath.

Xiao Sinuo slowly raised his head along the tip of the knife, the thin long knife with a clear cold light penetrated into his eyes like a pool of clear cold water, extremely cold.

"Do you still need to continue to teach?" Qiandao Ren was condescending, with a stern face still expressionless, looking straight at the boy, and speaking flatly.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Xiao Sinuo just maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee with one hand on the ground, proudly raised his chin, and sneered: "I will accompany you."

In the next second, the wrist supporting the ground spun, the waist suddenly leaned back, the lower body suddenly exerted strength, twisted the body, kicked the long knife away with a kick.

With a shock from the tip of the knife, Qiandaoren took a small step back, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, moved his foot, and the knife he swung was not the kind of fierce slash that is wide open, wide open, wide open, wide open, wide open, close wide, fast and unstoppable in the fighting arena.

Xiao Sinuo understood it at a glance—Okuno Tachi from the Yagyu family.

Qiandao Ninja has always held a sword with one hand, but it is a deadly sword without any moves or styles. The killing spirit is vivid when swung, and it is common for people to be decapitated with one sword.

At this time, he abandoned his own sword skills and used the Liu Sheng family's unique skills, the meaning is self-evident.

"Tell me who you are with a knife." The man gestured to another sharp knife without a sheath on the knife holder.

Qianzi Muramasa—the authentic old enemy, even the knife pattern is engraved with the hatred of the first generation.

Xiao Sinuo saw it as soon as he entered the door.

That was his sword, and Yagyu passed along his saber——Yaodao Muramasa.

"It doesn't matter who I am at all." Xiao Sinuo snorted, and neatly tore off the hair band on his wrist, flicked his hair and tied it tightly, and jumped to the side of the knife rest in front of the screen with his strength. .

He stretched out his hand to take the samurai sword, held it horizontally with his backhand, and slowly stroked the blade with his left hand. The light from the blade reflected a pair of black pupils that were cold and bright, his face was swept away, and his thumb suddenly made a cut on the sharp blade—the sacrificial sword .Muramasa's opening ceremony.

The blood dripped onto the blade, winding down along the gorgeous waves, Xiao Sinuo licked it with his fingertips in his mouth, his gaze towards Ghost Zhan was as cold as a knife, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, "I If you lose once, you won't lose a second time."

"Very good." Ghost Zhan spit out two words slowly, moved his feet slightly, his eyes froze, and the long knife in his hand struck instantly.

Xiao Sinuo held the knife in both hands, kicked hard with his heels, and swung the knife to meet him.

The two blades collided, and there was a bright knife light between each other's eyebrows and eyes, just like the moonlight folded in a snowy night, it was so cold and delicate.

There was a tacit understanding, the two reduced the fighting space to the minimum, almost silently, dozens of moves passed close to each other, where the silver light fell, there was an extra hole in the clothes around them.

There is no killing move, just a battle of winning and losing.

The blue-gray color outside the window gradually recedes, and the morning light shines in, the broken gold folds the blade, and the bright silver light pierces the eyes.

Xiao Sinuo's pupils suddenly constricted, and it was as if a dream reappeared for a moment.

——The authentic Ling of Ghost Slash