The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

"friend?"

There was a lonely smile on Duanmuxiu's face that was the opposite of the sunny one before.If you look at the search, www>

"In this world, if there is a true friend who spends a lifetime of prosperity, so what?"

Looking madly at Duan Muxiu, they were born in a big family, how could they have real sunshine, but they just hid their loneliness under that bright smile.It looks sunny, but in fact it is cold and lonely.

"Don't be too nice to me!" [

He sighed silently in his heart, and looked at Duanmuxiu madly, with a cold look on his face.Don't be too nice to her. As a killer, what you always think about is how to kill people, how to attack vital points, and how to protect yourself?

Others, no longer appear in the career and world of the killer.

friend?

For a killer, that is also a word of luxury!

The killer is a lone ranger, a lonely and proud wolf!

"Okay, let's not talk about these things."

Duanmu repaired a box of silver fracture fans, bent down, looked at Qingkuang mysteriously, and said in a low voice.

"How about, tell me what you are doing? Why do you need it, uh, that..."

"That, can it be done?"

Qing Kuang raised his eyelids and glanced lazily at Duan Muxiu.

"Of course others can't, but you, don't talk about that, even if you want the Dongfang family, you only need to say a word!"

Duan Muxiu straightened up and walked side by side with Qing Kuang, with a sunny smile on his face, shaking his folding fan, his tone was half joking, half serious.

He drooped his eyes wildly, and suppressed the thoughtful emotions in his eyes.

If you can, then everything is much simpler.As long as Xi Wanqian puts the money on the card, she can leave.

By the way, it seems that Mu Liufeng has been forgotten!

After thinking for a while, Qingkuang threw the thing in his hand to Duanmuxiu.

"Go to Dexiang Inn, wait for me in the small courtyard on the west side!"

Let's talk, his figure flashed, without giving Duan Muxiu a chance to follow, the figure disappeared.

Duan Muxiu looked at the baggage in his hand, then glanced at the back of Qing Kuang leaving, and raised his eyebrows.Decided to meet the man who was with Qing Kuang.According to the person at the branch, that half smoke seems to be just a follower. [

Such a person is actually just a follower, so who is his master?

Little people, how long has it been, and how many eyes have they attracted?

Looking at the residence in front of him, even though he was a killer, he was still a little shocked by everything in front of him.

That cold and alienated, handsome and stunning Mu Liufeng, who is like an exiled fairy, lives here?

Qing Kuang looked at the dilapidated thatched hut, covered with large messy plantain leaves, dilapidated.She had no doubts at all, as long as she created a strong wind, the house would fly.

Compared with the ruined temple, this place is much stronger than the ruined temple.

Walking slowly, it is clean and tidy, with a sense of elegance and elegance in it.

"Mu Liufeng?"

There was no door, Qing Kuang stood at the door and shouted into the room.

"Crazy..."

When Mu Liufeng heard the sound, he rushed out from the hut, holding a spatula in his right hand.

Qing Kuang looked at Mu Liufeng looking like a husband, and wiped his forehead involuntarily.Mu Liufeng saw Qingkuang's appearance, looked down at himself, and smiled awkwardly.

"Well, I was cooking just now!"

It didn't seem long to explain anything to others, Mu Liufeng's face turned slightly red.

Qing Kuang sighed and walked slowly into the hut.