But at this moment, Long Junchen and Qianxie stopped the movements in their hands almost at the same time. Qianxie's face stagnated, and an extremely dangerous feeling came from behind him.

He could only feel a buzzing sound coming out from his head, as if the air behind him began to tremble. He rubbed his hands and turned around in surprise. Suddenly, he found a thin black shadow in a shadow hidden under the moonlight, like a god of death holding a sickle. In her hand, she was holding a black crossbow machine.

Qianxie recognized this crossbow machine as the equipment used by a group of special personnel among their devourers. It was considered an ordinary weapon among them, but when it was placed outside, it was a first-class magic weapon. However, Qianxie looked familiar with this crossbow machine, but Qianxie was a little unfamiliar with the person holding the crossbow machine. However, he quietly felt the murderous aura emitted by the latter and felt a little familiar. Suddenly, he realized that this person seemed to be the woman who had just fought with him.

However, there was no time for Qian Xie to think about it because a crossbow arrow had disappeared in the crossbow machine.

A breath is in the sky, and a breath is in front of you.

The sound of breaking the wind made the entire interface buzz. Qian Xie's pupils shrank, and he secretly cursed his incompetent subordinates. He didn't know why, how could he not have taken down this girl so many of his subordinates, but it was useless to think about this now.

The arrow was too fast, and Qianxie had to go all out, and his hands were crossed. Just as the arrow shot at Qianxie's face, Qianxie suddenly shouted loudly and exerted force to his right. The powerful recoil moved Qianxie's body two steps to the left. These two steps saved Qianxie's life.

Many times, the difference between the strong and the weak is not in terms of strength, but in the decision making of the key round. It is undoubtedly a very wise decision for Qian Xie to not choose to take it in a head-on manner. In a moment, the arrow narrowly brushed Qian Xie's hair, ripped through his black cloak, and pierced the night sky from afar!

Just after Qian Xie resolved this attack, he looked back at the place where the arrow shot, and found that the source of the arrow that had created a devouring thing had disappeared. He was shocked and thought to himself, is it another attack?

He suddenly turned around and found that Long Junchen, who was still shaking just now, had nowhere to be left, leaving only blood on the ground and his torn clothes. Qian Xie was shocked and reacted suddenly, secretly beating his chest, "Damn it, why did you let him go?" Although he was unwilling to accept it, Qian Xie was really afraid that the other party would have a backup plan. Now Bai Tingjingzheng was alone in the secret room and did not know life or death. He had to go back and see it, otherwise the plan he had been running for so long would be destroyed by these two guys.

Thinking of this, Qian Xie clenched his fists and kicked a sapling that had just grown. His eyes were no longer bright. His confident calmness and calmness had long disappeared. Some were solemn and angry. This time he was really careless. Now the other party has obtained the harem terrace picture. Once the paper is checked, they can measure the method they want to carry out a terrorist attack. Their long-term plans will be ruined.

On a rainy night, murderous intent surges, but in the boudoir, there is spring.

Situ Lingling held a small square scarf dipped in rouge and tidied up her sleeves gracefully. Looking at her little face that was close to her, she was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. She had known the woman in front of her for a long time, but she had not put on makeup on the other party.

Rouge is on the face, rubbing the fingertips lightly, and gradually spreading. It is not heavy makeup, nor is it lightly. I am lazy to draw my eyebrows, and I wear makeup and wash it slowly. I look at the mirror before and after the flowers, and the flowers faces are reflected in each other

Gu Yueqin's pale face gradually became rosy under Situ Lingling's slender fingers. Gu Yueqin's small face felt very good, especially the cheeks of Zhenggu, which were soft and tender, and could be broken by blowing.

Gu Yueqin sat quietly, wearing a plain cheongsam, with her hands naturally placed between her knees, and the cheongsam was outlined with ink-splashed landscape paintings. It was matched with Gu Yueqin's thick and light makeup, which looked natural. She lowered her head slightly and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Soon after the makeup was completed, the girl's pale and haggard cheeks looked fresh and beautiful, charming, and her blush looked extremely real, without any trace of embellishment and smear.

Situ Lingling put away the makeup box and looked at the artwork in front of her, thinking that it was much easier to put on others than to put on her own makeup. Perhaps Gu Yueqin was beautiful. Situ Lingling laughed at herself, why did she envy the woman in front of her?

For some reason, since she came into contact with Long Junchen, she felt that Gu Yueqin, a best friend who had been with her for many years, had a layer of vague window paper.

She shook her head, and then she should draw the eyebrows for Gu Yueqin, but noticed that her eyebrows were thin and black, like sword eyebrows, as beautiful as a painting. After thinking for a while, she finally gently put down the charcoal brush. Drawing the snake's feet will only add artificial modification and cover up the natural beauty.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Gu Yueqin had already seen Situ Lingling's thoughts. She gently pulled her best friend's hand and stood up. The two of them had known each other for many years, and they could naturally see what each other thoughts were just a look.

"Well, I want to tell you, I, Jun Chen and I are engaged." Situ Lingling's tone was gentle, with a hint of show-off and a hint of demonstration. This was Situ Lingling's own evaluation of her words, but she didn't know that this was the same in Gu Yueqin's ears.

"Oh, then congratulations, when are you going to get married?" Gu Yueqin cleverly concealed the loss that flashed through her heart, shook Situ Lingling's little hand, and forced a smile out.

"I don't know, Jun Chen said that he would choose a zodiac auspicious day. Let's talk about it then. Anyway, it should be very soon." Situ Lingling said with a smile, and pink bubbles seemed to be experiencing around her.

Gu Yueqin blinked her long and slightly sparse eyelashes, stroked the hair on her forehead, and didn't ask any more questions. She turned around and opened the window to look outside. The early spring tree had already begun to have tender buds and was full of vitality. Her cheeks, which had just become rosy because of her makeup, turned pale again.

Maoshan

Today is the full moon night, and the ghost wind is sobbing. The calendar says: "Greedy Wolf enters the house, the Yin Qi is extremely strong, and everything is not suitable, especially avoiding the earth.

The full moon night in Linshui County was not peaceful. Long Junchen and Qianxie fought a battle between gods and ghosts between wind and rain. As for the result, it seems that there is no decisiveness. In Maoshan, the full moon night tonight was also destined to be peaceful.

Late at night, it started raining, hitting the leaves, and it was rustling like a lonely ghost walking at night, the sound of the wind sobbing, like a crying, the poor lonely ghost seemed to be more in line with the drizzle of Cangshan Mountain. The ghost rainy night added a strange atmosphere to this unusual night.

On a small road in Maoshan, a blurred figure appeared in the wind and rain. He walked very quickly but was very steady. He seemed to have been familiar with the road for many times. He slowly left the straight road, and under the shadow of night, he went straight to the back mountain and walked into a mass grave...
Chapter completed!