[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

The black wind and sand were fierce, and the people who went in really had no news.

Ma Jinliang is no exception.

He disappeared on the second day in the desert.

In front of the window on the second floor, Yu Huatian tapped his fingers with his left hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The black sandstorm will last longer and longer day by day, if it really continues to wait, Zhao Huaian and others may have already escaped.

"Master."

Suddenly a figure appeared in the dark, kneeling quietly on the ground.

He still held half a piece of blue cloth in his hand.

The blue cloth was used by Ma Jinliang to cover his eyes, and there is no way to find another piece of the same cloth in this desert.

But now the blue cloth appeared on the sand dunes outside the town.

The young factory guard lowered his head and presented the blue cloth in his hand, which was darkly stained with blood.

Yuhuatian only glanced at it and put it aside.

Folding the dark blue cuffs, he raised his eyes faintly: "Hei Fengsha is not enough, I must have met someone else."

Ma Jinliang's martial arts is not low, the person who has the ability to injure him must have extremely high martial arts, and in addition, he is very familiar with the desert terrain.

Either way, it is a potential risk.

In this inn, the watered Yimihua branches and leaves are ticking quietly, which is particularly eye-catching in the stilling wind and sand.

The man in the black crane helmet half-closed his eyes and looked at the sand dunes in the distance.

The expression in the pupil is unclear.

The back of the young factory guard's neck was gradually drenched with sweat, and it took a long time before Yuhuatian said calmly:

"Go into the desert tomorrow."

He looked out of the window with his hands behind his back, and the arc of his side carried a lazy killing intent.

The dark guard shuddered and slowly disappeared into the inn.

In the desert:

Feng Lidao coughed up blood, and hurriedly burrowed into the sandy road when the light of the knife flashed behind him.

There are countless secret roads under the yellow sand with a radius of hundreds of miles, and no one knows whether the next step is land or a trap.

Ma Jinliang squinted his eyes, but his hand holding the handle of the knife tightened.

He was already injured, the blue cloth covering his eyes was missing, and blood dripped slowly down the brocade clothes.

There seems to be a sound of wind coming from the left.

The one-eyed man turned around slightly, but there was nothing there.

Suddenly a sand python jumped out from behind.The speed of the snake was very fast, and it bit the man's shoulder fiercely.

The taste of the fangs piercing into the bone was very painful, Ma Jinliang frowned slightly, but half of his shoulder was already numb.

The snake is very poisonous.

The man's heart became ruthless, and the scimitar pierced the python's eyes with his backhand.

The boa constrictor kept biting its shoulders and did not let go. The knife was inserted into its right eye and it was still biting.

Ma Jinliang sneered, he cut off his own flesh and blood.

The boa constrictor fell to the ground biting half of his sleeve, a fierce light flashed in Ma Jinliang's eyes, and when he was about to raise his knife, the boa constrictor disappeared again.

More precisely, the snake slid into a secret passage in the dunes.

The yellow sand is changing directions every moment, and the mounds that were raised just now have disappeared.

Ma Jinliang closed his eyes fiercely, the sound of wind and sand could not stop in his ears.

A whip that came out of nowhere suddenly wrapped around his leg.

The woman with dreadlocks came out from under the yellow sand and tightened her hands suddenly.

Her eyes were fierce, as if she was about to eat him alive.

Ma Jinliang's knife has already moved.

The sharp blade stabbed straight at the woman's throat.

The crazy woman didn't dare to move as if she was frightened.

But when the tip of the knife came in front of his eyes, he suddenly smiled.

She had a good laugh.

Ma Jinliang knew something was wrong when he saw that smile, but it was already too late.

A big black sack fell from the sky. The sack was made of some unknown material, and even a knife blade couldn't pierce it.

Bu Ludu sneered, and quickly tied the mouth of the sack with a whip.

When the people inside were honest, they kicked the sack twice hard.

Feng Lidao came out from the sand dunes behind, and quickly stopped him: "Okay, my aunt, I'm still counting on this sack for ransom, what if it breaks?"

He said this in his mouth, but there was a look of laughter on his face.

He even kicked himself twice.

Buludu looked at him coldly, and twitched the corners of his lips in disdain.

After Feng Lidao finished kicking, he retracted his legs, adjusted his clothes, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"What do you know? This is the second gear of the West Factory. It is worthwhile to let this kid beg for mercy at my feet in this life."

He said it proudly, and the woman with dreadlocks sneered: "Did you see him begging for mercy?"

As she spoke, she slammed another braid on the sack.

Ma Jinliang gritted his teeth, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The scholar in the white Confucian uniform sighed pretentiously: "The lackeys of the imperial court like them who want to face and suffer, must be begging for mercy in their hearts, but they can't wipe it away with their mouths."

"He didn't say it, but I knew it."

His tone was frivolous, Brutto glanced at it, and stopped rebutting.

Ma Jinliang, who was in a cloth bag, thought of the appearance of the man who had just emerged from the sand, and his eyes were unpredictable.

The flesh and blood on the shoulders were cut off by the blade, and the blood slowly dripped down the sack until the sand dunes were covered again by the wind and sand.

The place where there was a fierce battle just now is now deserted.

Only a few grains of slightly darker sand were left lying quietly on the ground.

The sky has darkened.

The atmosphere in the inn is different from the past.

The factory guards, who were laughing and cursing, packed their luggage in silence, and their horses were also covered with water bags.

Wu Qun sat by the well and looked at the moon in the sky.

She didn't wear a hood, and her satin-like black hair was draped softly on her shoulders, which further complemented her graceful figure.

But she was the only one in the yard.

I don't know when, those young people never dared to say a word to her again.

Didn't even dare to look up.

Quietly this night, the wind and sand rose and fell, and the moon in the desert was bent and rounded.

Wu Qun felt a little melancholy when she looked at it:

"Is it necessary to go?"

she asked softly.

A dark blue figure appeared beside the door at some point.

Yuhuatian put his black coat on his body, and after a long time, he said:

"I have to go."

His tone was indifferent, as if he didn't take the risk of the desert seriously.

The fingers clasped on the jasper finger were as cold as a knife.

Wu Qun stopped talking.

She just curled up gently around her body.

The long eyelashes under the slightly closed eyes are like small fans, casting a shadow on the snowy skin.

There are many beauties in this world, but few who may touch people's hearts.

The girl in the light feather dark gauze can step on people's hearts every step of the way.

Yu Huatian paused slightly as he twirled his fingertips, Gu Yan's face was a bit stern under the moonlight.

The courtyard is so quiet that even the sound of wind and sand falling to the ground can be heard.

But what was clearer than the wind and sand landing was a soft voice:

"Will you kill me?"

"What if one day I ruin your business?"

The beauty in brocade clothes suddenly asked.

She was originally a cat with sharp claws, and she wanted to scratch people from time to time.

But if those sharp nails were pressed on the man's heart in the future, would he kill her?

Wu Qun bent her soft cat pupils, a little curious.

Yu Huatian looked back at her indifferently, with sharp eyebrows and eyes:

"If you spoil me, it can only mean that I'm not good enough."

His tone is light, but also very arrogant.

People like him do have the capital of loneliness.

The governor of Xichang, who has power over the government and the public, holds almost half of the country in his hands.

The beauty in brocade clothes looked at him quietly, but suddenly smiled.

"I won't show mercy."

Her voice was soft, like Qingliu from the south of the Yangtze River, and her golden and blue pupils curved like crescent moons.

The flowing light against the black hair and snow skin is breathtakingly beautiful.

But what is even more beautiful is the malice in the beauty's eyes, which is sincere and unruly.

What Yu Huatian likes the most is those eyes, very much like his own who was dormant in the deep palace when he was young.

He waited for many years, and once he turned over, he had to go to the highest point before he was reconciled.

He saw ambition in her eyes, a very sweet kind of ambition.

The young superintendent in the dark blue flying fish suit chuckled lightly: "Go back."

His tone was reckless and frivolous, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Wu Qun bent her lips and gently slipped into the man's mouth.

As soon as the beauty enters her bosom, there is a clear and deep cold fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose.

The fragrance seemed to be addictive, Yu Huatian sniffed the fragrance in his hair lightly, and smiled deeply.

"why are you laughing?"

The girl in her arms raised her eyes slightly, her slender eyelashes brushed across the man's chin.

She was petite and fit softly in the arms of a man.

The raised snow neck looked weak and green under the moonlight.

Yu Huatian raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there a fragrance on the pearl?"

The stern jaw fell on the soft shoulder, a little itchy.

Wu Qun frowned slightly, then bent her eyes and swept the tip of the man's nose with her hair: "Guess what fragrance it is."

She spoke with a smile, like a willful child playing tricks on adults.

Yu Huatian grabbed the silky black hair and sniffed lightly, then laughed and said, "Cat fragrance."

Wu Qun bit the man's shoulder angrily.

The canine teeth are very sharp, really like a cat.The young Governor had a half-smile in his eyes, but in the end he tolerated her presumptuousness.

The dark night shrouded the border town.

The night is over.

The town was silent.

At dawn, a group of people slowly entered the desert and disappeared on the sand dunes outside the window.

On the second floor of the inn: Wu Qun caressed the light red at the end of her eyes, as if she could recall the lazy and gentle look on that person's face, she couldn't help but sigh slightly: "It's really ruthless."

He knew from the beginning that her goal was treasure.

And unfortunately - so did he.

It is said that Xichang issued a nationwide killing order to chase Zhao Huaian all the way to this point, but the fact is that Zhao Huaian was forced into the desert by Yuhuatian.They have driven him into the desert in search of a long-hidden secret.

So Ma Jinliang and the others were not in a hurry to find Zhao Huaian, and they even stayed in the town for a few days to spare time for him.

It's time to close everything now.

Wu Qun looked at the yellow sand all over the sky, and smiled softly, those golden blue cat pupils were soft and sweet:

"But you still can't take the treasure~"

She lightly licked her dry lips, her eyes sparkling.

The exquisite dark feather skirt is one of the treasures. The feather skirt woven with golden silk soft armor is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, so naturally it can win the favor of Nine Girls.

For so many years, countless people wanted to enter the desert to search for treasures, but they either died under the harsh black sandstorm or died in the Wushuang mechanism of Heishui City.

That is the last hope of Dabaishang Kingdom.

Wu Qun thought of what the foreign tomb guard said, and smiled softly:

'Give it to the people who have the blood of the Xixia royal family to restore the country? '