Fast travel, death collection system

The beautiful woman with red makeup is wearing a fiery red wedding gown with gold silk embroidery, and the hijab on her head is adorned with enchanting tassels. Such a festive color, but the face under the hijab is full of resentment and resentment.

Cang Mo was dressed in the groom's wedding clothes, his tall body and handsome and sharp appearance made people dizzy.It's just that even on this good day, this man who has always been shady never showed any smile.

It was snowing heavily today, and there was a sharp cold wind in the sky.The joyful suona sound did not bring any good atmosphere in such a cold day.It's so cold, but today the Crane Palace is overcrowded and very lively.

Outside is goose feather heavy snow, cold white.Cang Moliu was sitting on the fur chair, the cold wind was blowing outside, but the room was very warm.Under the red clothes stretched out a hand that was colder than snow, cold white, with perfect joints, powerful and slender.It was so shaking that Yuan Qing couldn't move his eyes.

Yuan Qing stared at his hands, and began to think of the pain and pleasure those hands had brought him.

Cang Moliu patted his face that was flushed red from the cold, his scarlet lips and the red dress seemed to have just come out of a pool of blood, and his voice with a deep meaning was a little sullen: "So you just listen to Qingzhi Mansion He is really stupid." He bent his waist, turned his back to the light, his face was buried in the shadow, his deep facial features were divided into light and dark by the light, and the creases of his eyelids followed his The movement of lowering the eyes is changing.Very oppressive.

Swallowing his saliva, his chin was pinched, he gasped in pain, and reflexively said: "I was wrong, I haven't succeeded yet, hiss!"

Seeing that he was still very energetic, Cang Moliu sneered and rubbed the bluish purple mark on his chin viciously, and then let him go.

The ground dragon was very hot, Yuan Qing simply adjusted his posture and sat on the spot, a mark was pressed down by him on the blanket on the ground.A month later, entering the Crane Palace again, I felt a long-lost feeling.He stole a glance at this handsome and ruthless man in hi-clothes.

Cang Moliu directly left him here, opened the carved wooden door, and a sharp cold wind hit his face, his clothes raised a red arc, and his long charcoal black hair flew behind him: "Since you came back on your own initiative, why don't you compare me?" I already know the consequences. If you dare to come out, your legs will be broken."

After saying harsh words, he went out the door and turned around to close it tightly. The door was slowly closed. He was cruel like a joke, as if he was asking, dare you?

With a shake of Yuan Qing, the door closed.Naturally, he didn't dare. All the bones in his body were broken and then reattached. During that time, he almost wanted to die.Although this continuous breaking of joints makes people more flexible, the pain is really unbearable. Even just thinking about it, his whole body hurts so much that he dare not move.

Gritting his teeth and jumping up, Yuan Qing groaned unscrupulously in the empty room: "So what if I don't dare? I think everyone is like a monster like you!"

Afterwards, the expression on his face slowly dissipated, and he raised his head to look at this exquisitely furnished place.Back... The restlessness and clamor in his heart since he left was annihilated the moment he saw the man there.Although he still doesn't know what he wants, but...

— want to stay.

Such thoughts surged up when he saw the man in the suit, and it was difficult to suppress and eliminate.He is obviously just a demon leader who is psychologically distorted and likes to torture others. He is obviously just a cruel demon leader.

His heart is complicated and full of twists and turns, but the protagonist is standing tall, stern and cold amidst the congratulatory laughter of everyone.His pale fingers gently pinched a piece of red satin, and the other end was in the hands of the bride. The dress was gorgeous and full of treasures. Even though the bride's face could not be seen, the figure was enough to make people's eyes shine, soft and slender.

Cang Moliu stretched out his hand to gently support Luo Shanlan across the brazier. His palm was wide, his fingers were slender, and his nails were round and just right. His fingertips were also cold white, without a trace of blood.The other one is slender and soft, with Kodan painted on the fingertips, which is healthier and full of vitality.

Luo Shanlan was held by this cold hand, and she couldn't help shrinking her hand, but it didn't work.She couldn't help feeling a little sad, so she could only utter a few words: "Liu, let me go. Are you so happy?"

"At the beginning you wanted to trade yourself for Zhuo Youfu, but now you regret it." He acted gently, but actually he was very tough, and whispered in a sullen voice, "I don't like losing money, do you really want to regret it?"

Under the hijab, white teeth bit her red lips, tears fell from her chin to the skirt of her clothes, and she took a breath of cold air tremblingly.She understood the killing intent and threat in this sentence.One foot stepped over the fiery red charcoal basin: "I understand." It was already in the abyss of despair.

It's just that someone wanted to save this beautiful woman from that despair, and the gentle nobleman transformed into the most loyal and bravest knight.

Cang Moliu turned his head, and looked over with light brown eyes, in which there were some cold glimmers of ups and downs.

Just as he was attracted by the flying man in white, dozens of flying arrows were shot at with the cold wind screaming, thunderbolt invincible, as fast as lightning.

Cang Moliu flicked the red satin in his hand, his movements were sharp but without a trace of hostility, and he pushed Luo Shanlan, who was in a wedding dress, out of the attacked range with gentle force.It's not like she doesn't know martial arts, she turned around with her strength, and her skirt was like a beautiful flower blooming in the air.

Cang Liu waved his hand, his clothes fluttered in the sharp cold wind, two steps away, nearly twenty sharp arrows were nailed to his feet, and the arrows that struck him were also swept away in his sleeves.

"Here comes this trick again." Cang Moliu smiled contemptuously and boredly, flicked his wide sleeves, and the entangled sharp weapon flew back the same way, and more than a dozen corpses fell out from the dark corners, all of which were stuck in the forehead. arrow.He looked around domineeringly at the people who were still congratulating him, "Very good, everyone who was at Handaomen came here." He smiled, sulky and vicious, and even a little excited, "Very good, really good . Another batch of people will be filled in the 'Bliss' of the Palace of Cranes."

Su Gongyu, who was lying in the dark, was indeed so excited that his eyes were red and his body was trembling, and even his voice was a little tight: "I'm just waiting for your lord to speak." He licked the corners of his mouth, smiling excitedly.

"Cang Moliu, you villain, it's considered a kindness from God to let you live until today. With your actions, I'm afraid no one will burn paper money for you today next year." Zhuo Youfu held the sword, always gentle The young master's words were also a bit sharp.

Luo Shanlan suddenly lifted the red hijab, the tears were still wet: "Youfu..." The tears in her eyes became more and more precarious.

Cang Mianliu didn't think much of it when he saw the two people looking at each other affectionately. He looked at those decent people who wished to tear himself to ashes.Holding their handle in my own hands, this group of people simply united, and everyone knew each other's idea well.Even though the palace and the Crane Palace are feared, many factions have joined forces, and they have some confidence in their hearts.

Cang Minliu directly made a gesture of ordering, with a cold and sinister expression, scarlet lips and a sinister smile, a handsome appearance, and extremely evil.

He only heard a series of slight and inaudible machine sounds, and died in an instant.The scene immediately became chaotic, especially those disciples who were lucky enough not to suffer, the senior disciples of the leaders of various sects or people of seniority also turned pale.

"Hahaha, I'll just say it, I'm a genius!" A maniac laugh sounded, and it turned out to be a man with a disheveled hair and a smell of iron all over his body, "I'm the best hidden weapon in the world, who wouldn't accept it?"

Everyone doesn't know this extremely arrogant person, but there are also sharp-eyed: "Gongsunzi!?"

"Damn it! Who dares to call you grandpa and grandson? I can't kill you!" He yelled, he hated people calling him by his real name, "Shoot them!"

But none of those holding the wide box moved, even though it was something he built.

Cang Mianliu glanced lightly at the grandson, the man who had been questioned for most of his life immediately coughed twice, and retreated reluctantly and fearfully.

He was indeed too excited. After all, he finally met someone who knows the goods. He shrank himself in a small village and was ridiculed by the people of the rivers and lakes. Today, he was finally proud.

Just this time, [-]% of the [-] people who came died, and it didn't take a single soldier from Gong He Dian to kill them by surprise.

"You, you are really despicable! What kind of a hero are you for plotting!" Some disciples whose brothers and sisters died said with red eyes.

Cang Moliu doesn't even look at such small people, as long as these decent people do dirty things, and then join forces to take advantage of the happy event to besiege the palace and crane hall openly?What a joke.

"Since you are all here, let's draw out the sharp weapon. This is the case on the big day of the deity. It seems that you did not pay attention to the Palace of Cranes, so the deity doesn't have to give you any face, and even save your life. It's gone." There was a cold and piercing smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were like twisting knives, bloody, "The good men of Gonghe Palace obey your orders—kill."

Immediately following his orders, it turned into a sea of ​​blood and corpses in Raksha hell. There are many desperadoes in Gonghe Temple, who like to fight and fight. Even inside, there are often duels, or sneak attacks or assassinations. There are endless methods for those who are not popular.They enjoy the joy and freedom of killing, and the bloody excitement allows them to feel the joy of death.

Yuan Qing couldn't help but ran out. He thought he would see the scene of a man and a woman praying to heaven and earth, but instead he saw this hell on earth.At a glance, he saw the man in red who stood at the highest position, the clothes were so dazzling, he just stood there, his aura was unrivaled, and just one glance made people feel that his eyes were stinging and dazzling.Evil and free, vicious and handsome, crimson lips, long blood-like robes, condescending coldness and cruelty.

"Come here." Cang Moliu stretched out his hand to signal Yuan Qing, who was stunned, to come over.The man looked at this indissoluble scene in disbelief, his bright and energetic eyes were annihilated for a moment, his wheat-colored skin was supple and shiny, his facial features were distinct and handsome, he was not a top-notch appearance, but Has a special temperament.

Never admitting defeat, energetic and bright sunshine, no matter what kind of treatment they encounter, there is never a trace of haze in those eyes.

Yuan Qing stood still. His outlook on life has always been positive and optimistic. He advocates justice and spares no effort to pursue it.This is the time when he was forced to decide the life and death of others, and he once again clearly realized the cruelty of Cang Mianliu.

So bloody and cruel.

The clarity of this cognition made him have to face these problems from his own hesitation and restlessness.Obviously, you will be forced to give up before you start.

He raised his neck, looked complicatedly at Cang Liu who was standing on a high place, and ran towards Zhuo Youfu who was covered in blood, picking up a sword on the way.Zhuo Youfu couldn't handle the three fighting lunatics at all. He was already covered in blood, but he was still struggling to hold on. He firmly protected Luo Shanlan who was panicking behind him.

The three of them laughed and made a gesture of attacking the woman behind them, watching with great interest the blood-stained white man blocking the sword with his body.Naturally, they were just putting on a show. After all, this woman was the one the lord wanted to marry. Even if she hadn't been married yet, she wasn't someone they could touch.

Seeing Yuan Qing's intention to go over, Cang Moliu stretched out his hand and made a posture of ingesting it, and the monkey was immediately sucked over.

"you!"

"Why do you want to run?" Cang Moliu scraped the arteries in his neck with his cold fingertips, his eyes drooped from the side of his neck, and he lingered on him with an ambiguous expression, and let out a trace of cold air from his mouth, "I asked you to leave, but you came back Now, then take on whatever you decide to do."

Yuan Qing was hugged around the waist in public, and this position was very conspicuous.The ambiguous actions of the two were immediately noticed by everyone.

"People from Qingzhi Mansion!?"

"he is……"

"Could it be that the Qingzhi Mansion... also, Luo Shanlan is also from the Qingzhi Mansion!"

……

"Did you do it on purpose!?" Yuan Qing gritted his teeth with an ugly face, the light in his eyes seemed to have burned.

His voice was not loud, but Cang Moliu suddenly showed a mild smile, leaned down and kissed him: "Since you're back, you can only stay by my side. You must be ready."

This is the first time he has not claimed to be the deity.Yuan Qing lost his mind.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Mengmeng Dalei.

But please do not cast landmines, wow_(:з」∠)_, (Wangtian) I always feel sorry for you when I see landmines (kneeling)