[Comprehensive] Kill that brutal doctor

The golden giant sword is as tall as a person, with flower-like lines wrapping around the body of the sword. The hilt is inlaid with amethyst, which is beautiful and elegant. Further up, there are white boots inlaid with gold texture, standing firmly on the not so wide fulcrum. on the hilt.

Her long black hair stood up high and fluttered with the golden clothes scattered in the wind. Looking at her figure standing against the light, one felt mysterious but noble and inviolable in vain.

It looks cool and chic, but...

"Ouch!"

Suddenly a black vortex appeared out of thin air behind her, and a person fell out of it, and the second lady was crushed with a snap.

The posture is probably that the second young lady is face down on the ground, and the person who suddenly fell is sitting on her waist, blinking one blue and one gold round cat's eyes, with one finger on her red lips, using a kind of A confused, naive, and charming voice said, "Huh? Where's my ball?"

"Meow~" The Persian cat responded with eyes similar to those of its owner, and under its paws was Miss Er's high ponytail.

Are these all human beings?

"Girl, can I get up and talk?"

"Of course, thank you for your hard work, Central Plains people." Yue Changqing's official speech was not very standard, and it still had a strong style of the Western Regions, but this tone was something that Ye Shuanghan had missed for a long time, and could only be heard in his dreams. The sound that appeared.

She stood up and stretched out her hand to Ye Shuanghan, such a gesture of goodwill, it was a woman who made it, Ye Shuanghan shouldn't refuse, she was about to hold her hand, but the blue-eyed Persian cat meowed and jumped to Yuechang's feelings Li... arched her chest→_→

"Qiaoqiu, be good." Yue Changqing stroked her cat's chin and closed her eyes until Xinghu closed her eyes. At the same time, Yue Changqing was secretly watching the Tibetan sword disciple who stood up and straightened his clothes as if nothing had happened. Well, she also took off the cat hair left by Qiuqiu on her hair.

The whole process was as quiet as water, and there was no sign of anger... If this group of stupid sheep, they would probably set fire to her cats.

The Central Plains people are really friendly O(≧▽≦)O

But soon, this inexperienced cat understood the malice towards her from the big world, just like she had put Er Miss on the ground just now, another person also put her on the ground, um, there is another Play the violin.

Ye Shuanghan had quick eyes and quick hands, and when the two of them were about to fall to the ground, he held one in his arms and helped them stand still.

"Thank you, Central Plains people."

"Thank you, son."

Is there something wrong?

Ye Shuanghan had a question mark on his face, and the woman in green who fell down later glanced at her, with some kind of understanding in her eyes, and because of this, she felt a little sorry, "I mean, thank you girl."

Ye Shuanghan: "...you're welcome."

She would not be mistaken for the school uniform. One of these two people was dressed in exotic clothes, mostly red and white, and belonged to the Mingjiao of the Western Regions; Sure enough, it is Qiandao Changgemen.

Just how did they come back here?

How come... Konoha?

Before finishing this thought, I heard a voice coming from the sky. The voice should be very thin and soft. It should not be heard until the target dies, and that person deliberately did this, just Just to remind them.

Knowing this, Ye Shuanghan didn't move. Sure enough, the arrow obliquely stuck/in front of her toes, and the body of the arrow went deep/into the ground, leaving only tiny arrow feathers, enough to see the weapon that shot/out such an arrow. How terrible.

Ye Shuanghan looked up, the man was dressed in dark blue clothes, with a half mask of the same color on his face, only dark gray lips and a delicately curved chin could be seen, and the eyes of the mask showed narrow and long pupils, revealing It's like a smile but not a smile.

Tangmen in the middle of Shu.

"Ah, it's you, you idiot!" Yue Changqing expressed this pretentious temperament, which she will never forget in her life. Once she received an assassination order, and she finally beat him to death. The arrow flew over.

Then, her bounty was for naught.

From the frontier to Chang'an, back and forth, the cat girl who has no money can only sell mutton skewers to make a living, huh?Ask me why I didn't kill this guy? QAQ She flies too high to catch up.

What about Broken Leg Fort?She never saw her fall off!

"It's you, little cat," she said teasingly, but her voice was deep, and the contradiction revealed a sense of abstinence/desire in a cool tone, which made people's heart beat faster. "Is the business okay?"

good!Very good!Her Kalubi mutton skewers can open a national chain!

Thanks to you!

A cold light flashed from King Ming's Prison, reflecting his master's extremely beautiful blue and golden eyes, one of them came out of his hand, Tang Qianzhuang shot it flying, and was caught by Yue Changqing who was flying to chase it Right on the spot, he slashed away with a knife.

"Heh, Guawazi." Tang Qianzhuang laughed, saying this, after all, there was more interest in the depths of her eyes.

This Pao sister is a battle madman. When she sees young masters of any sect, she wants to go up to "make an appointment". Among them, Mingjiao is the one she wants to beat the most. However, the Mingjiao she met is really a war scum.

It's too naive to accept assassination orders at this level. Sister Pao, who claims to be a senior in the world, went to educate the younger generation, but I didn't expect this cat to make great progress.

"Is this what the Central Plains Wulin said to start a fight if there is a disagreement?" Yang Duyou tilted his head and asked the second lady beside him, "You can't just sit back and watch...what do you think?"

A few of them suddenly landed here for some unknown reason. In any case, fighting is not the most important thing, it is important to distinguish between primary and secondary.

"My swordsmanship is not good," Ye Shuanghan looked at the two people for a while, and said in a solemn voice, showing seriousness and concentration, "Miss Lao Yang."

When Ye Shuanghan went to Changgemen, he met the only disciple who was lucky enough to meet this Taoist school. It was only at that time that she was practicing swords, so she didn't come forward to disturb... I didn't expect that after so many years, I would meet here.

Isn't the sword skill good?

Yang Duyou sat down cross-legged, resting his fingers on the strings.

It doesn't mean that they are powerless to stop them, it's just that when they are stopped, they will definitely get hurt.

A gentleman who hides a sword is like the wind, so don't lie.

Thinking this way, with a light flick of the finger, a string of musical sounds flowed out, and at the same time, the sound waves of inner strength blew towards the two of them like the cold winter wind. She thought it was going to scratch her skin, but she just separated her knife from Tang Qianzhuang's cock.

What a powerful control.

Tang Qianzhuang looked at the pistol lying on the side like a loser, slowly raised the thousand receivers, and pointed the arrow tip with faint blue light at Yang Duyou whose fingertips were still resting on the strings.

"I actually underestimated you."

Her first shot represented an invitation to fight. She only saw the second lady Cangjian who was a master at first glance, but ignored this elder sister Qin who was hiding herself all over her body.

And why does this sister Qin feel so familiar to her?

Ye Shuanghan stopped her from getting to the bottom of it in time, if everyone present had to fight (zhuang) a fight (bi), they wouldn't be able to understand the current situation until dark.

Ye Shuanghan knew very well where this place was, and also knew that this place was definitely not Datang, but that didn't mean these people knew, they didn't know anything after all.

Oh, I can't say that, Tang Qianzhuang, the gun girl, understood the situation very well. She arrived a day earlier than these people, and found that she couldn't contact the same family by communication fireworks. She didn't know anyone in the surrounding towns. Described in words, and most importantly, she couldn't understand them!

Not every Tang person has learned Japanese dialect like Shaomengzhu.

Even though she didn't understand, Tang Qianzhuang honestly flew above Konoha for a long time, because this was the only place she couldn't fly in from above, like hitting a thin layer of glaze, and still Yes, if she hadn't been invisible, she would have been drinking tea in the interrogation room.

With the sensitivity of an assassin, she thinks this is a place with a story→_→

Second Miss expressed admiration for this beast-like intuition.

"You said that people come and go frequently these days?" Ye Shuanghan asked, "Then what did they say?"

After she asked, she realized that Tang Qianzhuang didn't understand, and she turned her eyes a little disappointed.

She just wanted to know what happened to Brother Ban in this world, and if he was still alive.

Tang Qianzhuang is a very careful person. Don't look at her venomous tongue, but she never says anything that hurts people. She doesn't care about other people's feelings and thoughts, but she simply hates hurting people with her tongue.

That is something stronger than the piercing power of the life-chasing arrow, and it is an absolutely unacceptable weapon.

She opened her mouth, and highlighted a few syllables in Ye Shuanghan's amazed eyes, jokingly, she really couldn't understand, but as long as she memorized those frequently spoken words and pronunciation, she would never forget them, and she could understand them a little. Not bad to learn.

She is not an ordinary Tangmen disciple, and does not belong to Tianluo, Jiugong, Yinyu, Tianjue, Chuanyang, Feixing, Ghost Axe, and Qianji Bamen. A killer comparable to Tang Wule.

Her proficiency also includes sound imitation and lip-reading.

After hearing these keywords, Ye Shuanghan's face suddenly became strange. Who can tell her...why did she hear Ming Jing's name?

It can't be the same name, right?

Ha ha ha ha ha.

"I remember the last time I heard about her that she had cut off her meridians, but now she is going to get married." Tang Qianzhuang opened the arrow box and put the gun in it.

"I remember the last time I heard about her, she died in the wilderness, but now she is going to get married." Yue Changqing put Qiuqiu aside, and polished a handkerchief to polish her scimitar.

"..." Sister Qin, who was somewhat cute, turned her head to look at Second Miss, whose painting style was quite similar to her own, "Miss Ye, what do you think?"

"...As long as there is no bloodbath on the spot, you can be happy for the rest." Ye Shuanghan felt that he alone could not stop Pao Pao and the cat girl who were about to go crazy, so he reluctantly compromised.

Ming Jing should be thankful that the second lady is now a gentleman like the wind, not a young crazy chime, otherwise, it would not be a wind that Wu Shan can solve.

The group of people discussed what to do tomorrow, and simply cleaned up before resting.

In the dense jungle, a butterfly flies by.

When Ding Jing came back, he faced a forced marriage, not Kakashi, but Gurixiang, Feng and a little partner.Hurry up and get married before you get pregnant!

No matter how reluctant it is, it's better than getting pregnant before marriage!

Ming Jing felt the feeling of Li Chengen being forced into marriage by the whole family with a dull face, but after being numb, he just enjoyed it.

After enjoyment is discomfort.

In her room, she dug out a lot of rice paper in a drawer, writing delicately and attentively.

Those people in memory, Master Seng and his party, Grandpa Sun, Dongfang Valley Master, Senior Uncle and Senior Uncle, Senior Brother Pei, and friends with different personalities.

In the beginning, she only showed these picture scrolls to her unformed children, telling him who these people were, how they met, and what fun things happened, in a cheerful and nostalgic tone.

There are too many people in her memory, and she can't finish talking. When she was halfway through, she suddenly stopped like a pause, her shoulders trembled slightly as if she was enduring great pain, and she buried her face in the In his arms, he didn't lift them up for a long time.

I... miss you all.

The author has something to say: the Africans have died, and all the people who snatched their relatives have assembled

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The next chapter is anti-defense!