final catastrophe

Chapter 122 74. Everyone's heart is a devil 3

Chapter 122 74. Everyone's heart is a devil 3

Willow House.

It used to be the place where the Sword Saint Liu died forever.

In the small garden, eight corpses were swinging back and forth in mid-air, and the two exit gates had been locked.

Xia Ji grinned, grinning, approaching step by step, and the weird black hair dragging behind him already made the sound of sucking noodles.

The corpse began to melt rapidly in mid-air, and when it landed, only the organs that seemed to have been burnt very quickly remained, still melting slowly.

"Still running away?" Xia Ji kindly reminded the manager who was already frightened.

The psychological quality is really poor. Seeing a situation beyond my ability to bear, I even forgot what I should do. I really can't stand a little setback!
He sighed softly, then shook his head.

And Wang Sibao seemed to be reminded, turned his head and ran towards the connecting door in the middle of the courtyard, and ran wildly. For a while, urine and feces came out, and wet marks appeared on his pants.

Xia Ji narrowed his eyes to look at his back, and instead of chasing after him, he licked his lips, his pupils shone with anticipation, excitement that was better than nothing, and saw that Wang Sibao had already rushed to the door, but the door was locked.

He stretched out his hand at will, controlled his strength, flicked his fingers, the wind was like a needle, and there was a crisp "ding", creating some tiny cracks in the door lock.

"Ahh!!" Wang Sibao yelled, rushed to the door in horror, and pulled the door wildly. At this moment, his mind was blank, and his heart was beating as fast as a drum, and he felt as if he was about to jump out of his throat.

"Open it, open it!" He tried to unlock it, but they were the ones who did the anti-lock before, and to prevent outsiders from entering, they specially locked it several times, and it was not so easy to open.

At this time, it can be said that it is a cocoon.

Wang Sibao only tried it once, and stopped. He felt the footsteps behind him getting closer, his fat face flushed, and he used the force of the knife handle to smash it away, but instead pushed the lock deeper.

In desperation, he had no choice but to hold on to the lock with both hands, and pull back desperately.

Not pulling!
Da da da.
Xia Ji took a leisurely walk, turning his head to the side to watch the manager's progress.

Wang Sibao was already frightened crazy. It's not that he has never seen life and death, and it's not that he has the guts to hang his head around his neck to rob houses, rape, rape and plunder, but this way of death is too terrifying. Ghost, or some kind of monster?

He has been scared out of his wits.

And Xia Ji reluctantly took a few steps forward.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Wang Sibao's mouth was dry and his blood vessels were about to burst. He tried his best to smash the lock with all his strength.

"Hurry up, hurry up!!"

when.
With a crisp sound, the lock seemed to be "in disrepair for a long time", or "God has eyes", but he actually tore it off.

Wang Sibao was ecstatic, opened the door, and threw himself into the yard with the simple knife upside down.

There was only one thought in his mind: catch Liu Lianxi!
This is the only way to survive.

In the panic, he actually forgot who reminded him to do this, but even if he calmed down, he actually had no choice
The only thing he can do now is to capture Miss Liu's Mansion and use it to coerce that terrifying man.

His vision was already in a daze, and the sweat was running down his face, as if he had washed it in the river, but he hadn't had time to wipe it off.

And the person who can save his life is already far away.
She knelt on the ground, seemingly in a daze.

Wang Sibao was overjoyed, and Pu Dao lightly raised his sword. He wanted to take down his young lady with one move, and then he said
Liu Lianxi knelt down.

Her appearance is not good-looking, her eyebrows are too light, her eyes are dodgy and lifeless, her nose bridge is not straight enough, her skin is not white enough, her neck is not long enough, and even those parts that show feminine characteristics do not have too many arcs.

Although she is thin, she doesn't give people the impression of being slender. On the contrary, she makes people feel immature, just a yellow-haired girl.

But at this time, the only yellow silk dress that could set off her brilliance was still covered with vomit, and the wine wet the clothes and stuck to her skin, making her even more ugly.

Liu Lianxi lowered her head and her hair was disheveled. If she wasn't in the Liu Mansion, passers-by would even think she was a beggar on the street, so embarrassed and humble.

She raised her eyes in a daze, and looked at the man who slammed the door, blushed, and rushed towards her excitedly.

She shook her head to calm down her drunkenness.

But even though she was drunk, she could still recognize that the man who was holding a knife and rushing towards her fiercely and viciously was her big butler, Wang Sibao.

What is he going to do?
She sneered.
The heart is as clear as glass, clear and quiet.

What the downcast man said flashed through his mind.

"The sword needs no worries, the unity of heaven and man, if there is concern in the heart, it will be cramped in the heart, unable to sense, and the sword will become slower, slower and weaker."

And the way to solve these concerns and fetters is.
She stretched out her hand and held tightly the "answer" she had found.

Father, I will continue your sword will and let you continue to live.

She stood up tremblingly, her mind was empty, and the sword formulas about "Feng Ji Liu" that had been blocked in her mind were integrated in an instant, connected with each other, combined with each other, and each went to the place where it should go.

Liu Lianxi had a complicated look on her face. Although her body was still swaying, she stubbornly raised her hand.

This is the best and strongest starting move that my father is good at.

A great arc moon that contains extreme tranquility!

Her eyes gradually became firm as if the scene was over, just like her father once stayed alone to stop the catastrophe and win precious time for the retreat of the heroes, she lowered her body slightly, moved her sword back, and held the sword gracefully with her left hand. The tip of the sword is like stroking the face of a lover.

"If there is a bondage, then cut it!" She murmured.

But Wang Sibao had already pounced on him. He watched curiously that the usually timid, cowardly, and let him play with lady picked up the sword, and he couldn't help grinning, and the panic in his heart eased a bit.

Skillfully using the saber technique, he made a false move, and then raised the tip of the saber from below, intending to fly the sword, at the same time, his left hand, the size of a cattail leaf fan, grabbed the thin girl.

Quiet, like still water, Liu Lianxi moved.

The enemy moves first, and then she moves.

It's just that this movement is thunderous, purple electric blue frost, with an unimaginable speed.

She followed the long sword in her hand, and "pushed" into Wang Sibao's arms like a startled deer, and the tip of the sword had penetrated his chest.

Surprised and angry, Wang Sibao exhausted all his strength and raised his palm to pat the girl in front of him.

But the girl didn't dodge or dodge, allowing him to attack.

She was as quiet as ever, drew out her sword, and stabbed out again.

The palm hit her, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, but the sword pierced the chief manager's cheek, seeing the latter's terrified face that was about to split in two, Liu Lianxi pulled out the sword with a hint of pleasure, Then stab again.

Pull out, stab down, pull out, stab down.
Until the chief executive in front of him turned into a hornet's nest, a bloody hole.

She took two steps back, gripped the sword tightly, and knelt down on one knee.

There was a peaceful smile on his lips, but this smile had never been seen before.

Raising his head, a figure slowly walked in the courtyard. It was a down-and-out man who had drank with him before but never told him his name.

"I, I killed someone." Her voice was trembling just like her current figure.

"It was he who wanted to kill you first." Xia Ji replied lightly.

silence.

"I'm a swordsman, right?" Liu Lianxi asked suddenly.

Xia Ji said uncertainly, "Maybe."

Immediately, he glanced at the man's body covered in holes, and frowned again: "You are too murderous, could ending someone else's life make you so excited?! You, you! Really."

His accusation bordered on a reprimand.

However, Liu Lianxi could no longer hear his words, the alcohol made her lean, and she fell to the ground, covered in the man's elongated ghostly shadow.

Xia Ji was facing the moonlight, the corners of his lips twitched, and then he smiled, and said softly, "It's really cute."

 Thank you Wukong, Mubai in early summer, Fantian, who has memories, changed his nickname and vomited blood, and there are many dogs around him for their rewards!Thank you for your support!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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