A prostitute is about to turn over

Chapter 79 Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless 3
The five killers were all meticulously trained by General Shenwei, ruthless and decisive.

But at the same time, they are also men, and if they are men, they will have emotions and desires, and they will be interested in beautiful women.

At this time, Song Yuling laughed so forgetfully that they dazzled their eyes. They thought that this woman was seducing them with her beauty in exchange for her life.

As a result, their originally cold eyes sparked a flame, a flame of desire.

I have seen beauties before, but I have never seen such unscrupulous beauties. Her hair is like a waterfall, her face is like embellished jade, her body is like Liu Fufeng, and her charm is like a goddess entering the mortal world.

Yu Ling wanted to save their lives, after all, they just obeyed others, but now she saw the evil smiles of all of them, and those pairs of malicious eyes made the only trace of kindness in her heart, disappeared without a trace.

Falsely probing with her right hand, she squeezed a formula, the cold wind flashed by, and the expressions on the five people's faces were frozen, they didn't even see how she made the move.

I felt warm liquid flowing out from my neck, and the thick fishy smell filled my eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

They fell limply, motionless.

"Hmph! Ants—" She threw away the dead leaf in her hand, turned around and disappeared into the night.

The five people, known as ants, stared blankly at the blood-stained dead leaves slowly falling from the sky with their eyes wide open. After ten years of hard training, they finally squeezed into the ranks of masters. Qiqi died under a dead leaf, how could they rest in peace?
She went all the way north, but she didn't meet a horse dealer on the way, which made her very powerless. She couldn't just run back to Snow Country, right?
Passing a small hill, she rested on the side of the road, caught two pheasants and washed them by the stream, took out the seasoning from the bag, and sat leisurely on the side of the road to roast the chickens.

Slit the chicken with a dagger, smear it with oil and salt, and roast it on the fire grill. Add some spices and chili powder at the right time. Soon, the aroma of the chicken is overflowing, and it floats with the mountain wind. Far.

The pheasant had just been roasted, and smelling the aroma, she moved her index finger and tore off a chicken leg. She was just about to take a bite, when she suddenly heard the sound of beeping, she turned her head and looked, amused.

I saw a little golden monkey looking at her motionless, no, not at her, but at the chicken in her hand, drooling, not to mention how cute it is.

Yu Ling suddenly burst into love, and reached out to wave to the little monkey, motioning for it to come over.

(End of this chapter)