Fast travel, death collection system

Today is a bright and sunny day.

The poison master dressed in dark red sat comfortably on the golden osmanthus tree in full bloom. His jade-white bare feet rested recklessly on the rough dark brown tree trunk, and his toenails were as black as fingernails. , this kind of jet black on the whitening complexion seems to tempt people to touch it.

Yan Juncheng was playing with porcelain vases of different sizes in his hands, and his sharp eyes glanced at the man who was lazily lying on the couch under the tree.

"That's all you've got. What's the matter with being bored in a small town all day long?" He couldn't get used to the bug anyway, and always wanted to stab him, "You'll be nothing but blacksmithing in your life. There's nothing left to do."

As he spoke, he snorted coldly, and the red clothes fluttered like blooming petals. He turned over and jumped down from the tree. eye.

The poison master didn't even look at the swordsmith who was lying on the couch as if he was dead, turned around and flew away, very cool.

Cang Liu was lying on his side with his arms pillowed on his head, his slender thighs were slightly bent, and he didn't even lift his eyelids when the person left.Power is slowly seeping into his body from this world, feeling the power that has entered his body, he knows that although Gong Yang Yuzhi was a swordsman a few days ago, he couldn't control the man-eating knife that was taken from him that day. Cruel weapon.

And Cang Liuliu really felt a little bored, he was lying on the couch, his long black hair was like winding water, casting star-like spots from the branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree above, and there were also dots of sweet-scented osmanthus falling from above, embellished On this jet-black water.

He sat up, tied the loose belt with his pale fingers, bent over and stood up, his tall and fit figure stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.After thinking about it, he decided to change his clothes.Going out with his chest bare like this is probably to treat him as a prodigal son.

She was dressed in a pale three-layer dark robe, with embroidered erythrina flowers on the sleeves and hem, and a wave of orange-red smoke patterns on the charcoal-black belt.His complexion was as pale as a dark night, and the man sat quietly on the dark purple armchair with his eyes downcast, his long hair swaying on the ground, looking like a stream of flowing water.

As usual, the hair is taken care of by Xi Ming.Xi Ming stood behind his master with his neck hanging down, his eyebrows were not as rigorous as before, nor as elegant and courteous as hospitality.With his left hand, he held the long hair softly and familiarly in his palm, and with his right hand, he held the sapphire comb and combed it one by one. enter.

【Master, where are you going?Hiss~]

Bai Yuyou moved its thick body and placed its triangular head on Cang Moliu's thigh, this action was a bit like a dog acting coquettishly.

Cang Moliu scratched its jaw with his fingertips: "Want to go out to play?"

[I want to follow the master. 】

The white jade snake Xinzi vomited, and the pointed snake tail wrapped around his master's ankle.

Cang Moliu glanced at Baiyu's seven or eight-meter-long body, and Baiyu shrank back in an attempt to make herself look as cute and small as before, and even blinked her bright yellow snake pupils.

"Although it's a bit ostentatious, let's follow." Cang Moliu patted off the white jade that was trying to wrap around his waist, slowly stroked the seven inches of the white jade, and chuckled, "You haven't shrunk your body for more than 100 years. Ziroom, if you are so lazy, I will stew you into soup, do you hear me?"

A deep and gentle voice, a soft and loving touch.But Bai Yu trembled all over, as if even the dark blue scales flickered in horror, it lay down obediently, and its vigilant intuition made it nod immediately.

"The carriage is ready, do you want to go out immediately?" Xi Ming said.

"Let's go then."

However, in order to accommodate Bai Yu, a snake that is more than seven meters long, the lineup of this carriage is really spacious, and Bai Yu can comfortably curl up in it.Cang Moliu sat on the soft couch in the car, and on the small table next to the couch was a cup of light green tea with an exceptional fragrance, but after taking a sip, the taste was so bitter that it would make one's heart break.

Cang Moliu took a sip and held it in his mouth, and sighed again that Xi Ming did not take the royal deacon course in vain.

He held a snow-white epiphyllum in his hand, and the bud was tightly closed.He sat down and stared at this flower. With the power of time, that flower slowly bloomed under the man's gaze.With a light swipe of his fingertips, the surroundings of the blooming epiphyllum were slightly twisted, and after a while, an invisible space was propped up outside.

Today's rivers and lakes are not chaotic enough. Although the power is penetrating into the body, it is not fast enough.There can be more.

How about a divine flower that represents [eternity] and [heaven]?

A divine flower that fell from the sky, representing orthodoxy and faith.Those careerists will never let go of such an excellent opportunity.

When we walked to Guanghu Lake in Yucheng, it was the hour of Xu, the sky was already dark, and the dark blue night was surrounded by layers of dark clouds. The sky seemed to be under pressure.

Bai Yu used the tail of the snake to lift the curtain of the carriage, thinking that the man in black jumped out of the carriage holding a blooming epiphyllum in one hand and flew towards Guanghu.

Xi Ming threw his things on Guanghu Lake and came back. As soon as he got into the carriage, the patter of raindrops fell, accompanied by a frightening thunder.

"Master, I met Yan Juncheng." Xi Ming put the soft fur on his shoulders.Even though he knew that his master would not suffer from cold, he was still a little suffocated when he saw his master's pale blue skin with death in it.

"Him?" Cang Moliu hooked the corners of his scarlet lips, sharp eyelashes, indifferent and narrow eyes, and a deep, elegant voice like strings.The man's tall and muscular body was reclining unsuspectingly at this moment, "What happened to him again?"

"He killed people wantonly, first the Yurong Sect was wiped out, and then he killed half of Lou Shengbao's people. Now he has arrived in Yucheng and poisoned the Yanshuang family, and he has wiped out another family. The Ying Palace in the east The peak and Liwu Peak to the west have always prided themselves on justice, and at the request of the knights, they ordered the Heroes of the Jianghu to hunt him down, and search for Gongyang Yuzhi's activities along the way."

As soon as he said this, the sound of shouting and the clanging of swords approached.

Cang Moliu slid open the window of the carriage with two fingers, and the rainwater splashed finely on the wooden window, and his eyes looked not far away through the night.

The man in Xiaguangyueyun was dripping with rain, his dark red clothes were soaked into purple-black by the rain, and there was still rain and blood dripping from his body along the hem of his clothes.

"A group of mad dogs. Chasing grandpa, grandpa has no sugar for you to eat." The man smiled wantonly and cruelly, the thin iron chain in his hand was slowly twisted in the palm of his hand, his long hair stuck together in strands, revealing red The left eye of the eyeball.The dark emotions in the eyes were slowly released.At this moment, the rain is too heavy, which is not conducive to his poisoning, and the air is too humid and heavy, whether it is poison powder or other things, it is not easy to use it.

"Yan Juncheng, you do a lot of evil and destroy people everywhere. I can't wait to act for the heavens. You better obey the law obediently, you devil!"

Yan Juncheng laughed out of his words: "Do justice for the sky? What are you who dare to stand for the sky? A group of arrogant children, talking a lot of nonsense. If you have the ability, use your own swords to speak and fight!"

Speaking of flying up into the sky, the iron chain in his hand drew sharp white lights in the night sky, and the lights were more dazzling than the swords that stabbed him.

The long hair threw out strings of crystal rain with the killing action, and when the chain was pulled, red blood also splashed out in the air.The sword and the chain collided to create a series of sparks, the sound of intertwined footsteps and the sparks of the sword, the shouts and the man's wanton laughter all mixed together under the rainy night sky.

Cang Moliu quietly admired the beauty of the man in red when he was killing, just like a cluster of flames that will never go out, hurting others and himself, but also dazzling.He quietly leaned against the window and watched.Watching the man in the dark red clothes kill the enemies one by one, watching his shoulder being pierced by the long sword, watching him laughing and frowning happily, throwing out his own blood and splashing on the enemy's wounds.

Then he watched him pull out the sharp weapon on his shoulder with unfinished intentions, turning a deaf ear to the crowd who screamed because of his blood and slowly melted into blood.

Yan Juncheng turned around and walked towards the very luxurious carriage, sneered at the round pattern "casting" on the carriage, jumped up covered in water, opened the curtain and drilled in very familiarly .

"Why are you here?" Poison Master sat down covered in blood, brushed his long hair behind his head, took a piece of fruit from the table and threw it into his mouth, took a bite, then frowned and spat it out, disgusted, " What the hell."

If this person brings down the modern times, he must be an anti-social personality.Cang Moliu watched Yan Juncheng take off his wet clothes, the wound on his shoulder had stopped bleeding.

Xi Ming handed over the clean clothes: "Please."

Yan Juncheng glanced at him several times, and while putting on his clothes, he said: "Gongyang Yuzhi took the sword he got from you, and killed from Queyu Town, the neighboring Longshi Town to Winter City, what he went through was really horrible. Well, ha."

He smiled happily: "I heard that you are heading east, and there is Yinggong Peak. Your sword is really wicked. Both Yinggong Peak and Liwu Peak are swordsmen who are good at using swords. Although they are chasing I actually went to the east. I don’t know who will win and who will lose from these two peaks~”

How could a swordsman obsessed with the way of the sword resist a sword with a sword spirit?If they can control it, Liwu Peak and Yinggong Peak, who have been fighting for hundreds of years, will jump up like a bloody fly.Whoever gets the sword will be the winner.

"They don't have the heart to chat with you at this moment, are you unhappy?" Cang Moliu put two fingers together, and gently closed the sliding window with his fingertips.

"Oh? Could it be that you are still doing it for me?" He smiled very beautifully, and his eyebrows were elegantly tinged with color.Fingers slowly stretched into the man's skirt.

Cang Moliu raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly: "No."

"Heh!" Poison Master's eyes turned cold, and he snorted displeasedly. He slightly moved the fingers that had already touched the swordsmith's chest. The skin was soft and cold, but the fingernails seemed to be indestructible when scratched. Instead, his hands hurt a little.Unexpectedly, he pulled out his finger and sneered, "Hey! Your mouth is really unpleasant."

Cang Moliu's long eyebrows were slightly lowered, showing a smile that was not a smile, but his deep voice was a little ambiguous at this moment: "Really. You don't like it? I like your mouth very much."

Various obscene scenes uncontrollably appeared in Yan Juncheng's mind, his face darkened, and he didn't speak.

Cang Moliu slightly raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't teasing him either.I only heard the sound of pouring rain outside the carriage, and the horseshoes knocking on the ground paved with bluestone.Now that a sword has been shot, the situation is not chaotic enough.It is absolutely impossible to rely on Gongyang Yuzhi alone.

Yan Juncheng watched him close his eyes and stop talking, and for some reason also became quiet.He stared blankly at the man on the low couch.Handsome appearance, indifferent temperament, strong skills, tall and tall stature, but with pale to slightly gray skin.

Although his poison skill is not the best in the world, he is still a figure that can be counted on one hand. This blue and white snow-like color usually represents death energy.

"Are you poisoned?" Yan Juncheng squinted his eyes and folded his arms leaning against the door of the carriage, he asked very casually.

When he came out, he closed his eyes and did not move, and replied casually: "Maybe. You have poisoned me a lot."

Yan Juncheng choked up: Damn it!

He will never admit that there was such a trace of worry in his heart just now, and the throbbing in the depths because of meeting here dissipated in an instant.At this moment, he just wished he could go up and tie people up, and pay back all the shameless things that bug did to him, and do it back ruthlessly!

He was unscrupulous and reckless, but since he knew this bedbug, how could he not be angry one day?He sat there and endured and endured.Just when he was about to endure it again, he saw the man lying on the couch with a calm and silent look as if he had fallen asleep, and the bug-like thing was completely unaware of his anger at this time.

The anger in my heart exploded in an instant, the anger was unstoppable, the flames splashed, the flames of war flew, and the blood was mutilated.

He stood up and stood on the side of the couch in a flash, and stepped on Cang Liu's abdomen with such force that if it was an ordinary person, he would probably punch a bloody hole in him.

But Cang Moliu only slowly opened his eyes, and with a slight movement of the hand placed by his side, he held the ankle with a gentle force, rubbing his thumb on the ankle bone.

"What's wrong."

Yan Juncheng's tailbone tingled from his silent and focused eyes, and the touch on his ankle almost made him limp on this person.

The muscles at the back of his neck twitched twice as if convulsed, and he cursed in his heart: You bastard's bedbug!

"Go away!" He directly kicked the foot placed on the man's abdomen hard, trying to retract the ankle.

"Huh—?" Cang Moliu Yayin dragged out a threatening tone, and did not let go of his feet, and gently rubbed him with cold fingers, "It's really harder than a woman who comes every month. serve."

Yan Juncheng is in a golden rooster's independent posture at this time, he can't step on it, and he can't back it up, the situation is extremely embarrassing.Listening to what this man said, he almost didn't vomit blood, his face turned dark, his upper and lower teeth were grinding, and he wished he could pounce on him and bite him to death.

"You fucking compare me to a woman, that's good!" He pulled back the leg that was on Cang Liu's abdomen, and threatened in a cold voice, "Don't regret it! Let me go!"

"Please, I'll let go." He took the time to rest the arm of the other hand under his head, his eyes were calm and smiling, and he gently scratched his ankle with his nails, feeling a little painful. tease.

Yan Juncheng's beautiful girlish lips trembled.Okay, wait for me, you bug, I won't let you be hunted down like a dog, I just... just...

He was very angry and pulled his legs back severely.

Cang Moliu seemed to have expected it long ago, and let go of his hand when he exerted his strength.This man with a beautiful and moonlike charm was careless for a moment, and immediately rolled on the car floor covered with a thick blanket, and some half-wet hair flung a windy arc in the air, and then suddenly stuck to the side of his cheek.

Yan Juncheng was taken aback by this.

Cang Moliu turned over on his side, his long legs slightly bent.The dark clothes were layered on top of each other, with light and warm scarlet patterns on the deep background. He moved his outer legs, and his cold feet lightly touched the exposed ankles of the man on the ground.Warm and supple touch, delicate skin texture.

Yan Juncheng just took off his inner clothes, and only covered two layers of long gowns outside. The original owner of this long gown was obviously taller than Yan Juncheng, and just now he fell down, and the hem spread out, revealing his white legs inside. Cover the heels of the legs.

"Come here." Cang Moliu lifted his hem a little with his feet, and he looked at the poison master who immediately recovered.

Yan Juncheng seemed to be frightened, and because the anger had not dissipated, his expression was a little tangled at this time.But the Poison Master who came back to his senses immediately threw off his clothes, slammed open the curtain, and flew into the heavy rain.

He ran away.

A straight girl thief!After treating grandpa like this, do you still want to fuck me?I won't play with you to death!bed bugs!Scourge!Stink!Dingo!You wait for grandpa!

At this time, the angry Poison Master has forgotten his physical characteristics of being uncomfortable if he is not abused. The angry Poison Master has already embarked on the road of his death, gone forever.

The author has something to say:

It is said that the last chapter was locked... I corrected it, but it has not passed the review.

That chapter didn't write anything inappropriate for children, so I don't know how to change it...

So I decided not to change it, just lock it if you want to lock it... (woo woo)

And the little devil said to build a group, I didn't want to come at first,

After all, the writing is so scumbag that not many people seem to read it,

Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to die if I built it without anyone, ahem.but--

But if I build a group, it can solve the problem that I sometimes get locked.

Therefore, if the text is locked in the future, I will directly send the chapter to the group file in txt...

Come in if you are interested~

Group number【3.2.6.1.5.4.2.3.1】

Stepping stone【A Lin】