The first person in Beizhen Fushi's butcher knife, who was famous for his last appearance, used the embroidered spring knife.

A tiny bone-clearing knife.

The blade is very thin, only one finger wide, about half a foot long.

The handle of the knife is cast with copper, and the lion's head is holding the claws.

A very clean knife, but it drank countless blood.

The knife holder is a young man, which is inconsistent with his evil name. He has no terrible appearance, nor is he as evil as the evil spirit of the god king Zhao Li.

He was just a very young and dry young man, wearing a scholar's blue shirt, with an ordinary appearance, fair and elegant, and always had a harmless and easy-going smile on his face.

The strongest butcher knife in the North Town Fushi is a lost scholar.

No one knew when he appeared in that position, just as no one knew when the bone-cutting knife appeared there, as if he and the knife were always there, but were forgotten.

Then suddenly appeared at this moment.

At this moment, he was also laughing, "Please die."

There is thunder above and a butcher's knife below.

Zhao Sa took a deep breath, unable to let go of his hair. He suddenly reached out and slapped the bone-clearing knife close to him. His figure suddenly rose and moved towards the falling thunder.

Straight up to the air.

The delicate young man's smile remained unchanged, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

There were clanging and crisp sounds coming from mid-air, endlessly.

Puffy!

Two muffled sounds, two figures of blue and white in the air pulled up a trace of afterimage, like two pillars of blue and white light, and suddenly landed on the ground.

Those who hold halberds and swords confront each other.

Under the feet of the two, bluestone slabs appeared cracks, like spider webs spreading.

The halberd is covered with blood.

A half-inch square piece of flesh and blood hung on the bone-clearing knife.

"The prince is worthy of the name of the White Tiger God General." The delicate young man was still laughing. When his words fell, gurgling blood suddenly oozed out from his ribs, instantly dyeing his blue shirt black.

Zhao Sa's face did not change, and he had blood on his thighs and frowned slightly, "Good sword technique, gather one sword, and never get the flesh and blood, and it is impossible to avoid it. When will Daliang have such a master?"

The delicate young man smiled, "I am not as good as the prince, nor can I compare to the Kaifeng person."

It's somewhat lustful.

The sword method is called a half-inch knife, and it gathers momentum and is a perfect occurrence.

Only take half an inch square flesh and blood.

There was once an alien who was tortured by the first knife of the Beizhen Fushi. He used more than a hundred swords, each sword only took half an inch of flesh and blood, and each sword was not at the critical point.

How many half an inch of flesh can a person have?

The alien was hurt to death.

The scene at that time was the murderous cavalry of the North Town Fusi, who could not bear to watch.

A few days afterwards, the screams of strangers were still in their ears.

Zhao Sa said disdainfully: "You still can't kill me."

This is a fact.

The delicate young man was still laughing, looking very easy-going, "It's okay, the three butcher knives of the Beizhen Fushi Department didn't ask to kill the prince, but just to make it difficult to move, so Zhao Zhu died so simply."

Zhao Zhu was the second knife that pretended to be a dead body and handed out a sinister knife, but Zhao Sa used a long halberd and lost his head.

Zhao Sa was silent for a while.

It's a bit difficult to fight out.

Is there anyone who can kill 6,000 people in the world?

Zhao Sa knew that he could not do it, even if he was as powerful as the prince of the Yue family.

But an invincible posture can destroy people's hearts.

But now the invincible posture was baited by this delicate young man using Mao Qiuqing and Zhao Zhu, and then he used a half-inch knife to get the flesh and blood and it was broken.

Looking at the dark guards, sure enough, seeing that they were injured, the veterans who smelled blood saw hope again and began to surround them again.

I, Zhao Sa, will I have to fall into the fishing city today?

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...

Li Ruyu kept holding the sword and waiting.

After Yan Qing whispered and waited for an opportunity, he left quietly, not knowing where he hid.

It's a bit embarrassing at this moment.

After the first embroidered sword was taken, it was knocked away by Zhao Sa. It happened to be written to him, and instinctively took Mao Qiuqing down, but was brought down by huge inertia.

This petite woman has fainted.

Had a double hit.

There was blood on his forehead, but there were no scars, so he must have been swept by the halberd body.

The chest was covered with blood red, and a wound was cut out by the tip of the halberd, from top to bottom, just in the middle. If it was an inch deeper, it would be difficult for the Daluo Tianxian to rejuvenate his life.

The black tights were cut by a long halberd, revealing two white breasts that broke inside, and there was a whiter scenery.

Li Ruyu's heart beat for a moment.

Immediately calm my mind.

It is very big, and it is a towering mountain that has never been seen before. It is like a mountain that suddenly rises from the ground.

But at this moment, how can I think more about it?

He didn't care about etiquette, so he pulled Mao Qiuqing's breasts and bandaged her wounds directly. After the bandage was finished, Li Ruyu was already sweating profusely.

Bandage the wound without being tired.

Tired.

During this period, I touched it countless times and slid over the towering scenery. The scenery swayed and shone with the worldly customs that I had never seen before. No matter how calm the little boy was, his heart was still shaking his spirit.

This is indescribable.

The key is that this woman is still very petite, and this sense of contradiction and conflict is even more exciting to the senses.

So I think this is the longest time in my life.

When the delicate young man holding a bone knife appeared, Mao Qiuqing woke up and stared at Li Ruyu coldly.

Li Ruyu has a clear conscience.

But in the end I feel that what happened before is a bit unclear.

So the atmosphere became awkward.

Mao Qiuqing looked at it silently for a while, then stood up silently, looked at the general's tomb with a knife, and said softly, "If you dare to speak out, I will definitely kill you."

Li Ruyu said oh.

I thought this was not a good thing, who would I tell you?

Xiaoxiao listened to it, afraid she wouldn't be laughing at me.

Standing beside Mao Qiuqing, he found that the delicate young man had fought with Zhao Sa again. The head of the three butcher knives of the Northern Fushi Department was indeed extremely powerful.

Li Ruyu couldn't see clearly, and just felt that he had a fight with Zhao Sa.

Of course, it was Zhao Sa who was distracted by the thunder.

But Mao Qiuqing saw it clearly, and her eyes were filled with pleasure, "He deserves to die."

The smell of blood and the smell of female meat came from the woman beside her and penetrated into her nose with omnipresent. This conflicting feeling made Li Ruyu feel very bad, and he took a step back, "Don't you join forces?"

Mao Qiuqing ignored the words. The sensitivity of women in nature made her look back at Li Ruyu, "I am ugly?"

Li Ruyu laughed dryly, "It's okay."

"It's okay?" This is the nasal sound.

In the sixth year of Yong'an, Mao's mansion was searched by the Nanzhen Fushi. At that time, he was just wearing a hairpin and stood in the yard with a skirt. His graceful appearance made several young squids in the Nanzhen Fushi and lost their swords.

In his eyes, the appearance that can make a man's blade unfit is just okay.

Some are dissatisfied.

He didn't bother with this matter anymore, and his eyes were fixed on the battle situation.

He deserves to die!

Mao Qiuqing tightened the embroidered spring knife in her hand.

How many times have I woken up from crying in the middle of the night? I dreamed that my father was covered in blood and looked at him, unable to speak, but he was bleeding and tears.

In recent years, I have been in the North Town Fushi Department. The more I learn about it, the more I feel desperate.

It is almost impossible to kill him with your own skills.

Tonight, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is in front of you.

Whether Zhao Sa can kill him or not is the Queen's business. He can do his own duties, but the delicate young man must die.

Must die!
Chapter completed!