MTL - A Seductive Gentleman-Chapter 38 Ye Yu Ji Bei (2)

Tea cups and water bowls on the table were broken to the ground.

Ming Chang Yan bowed his head and could not see his face. In short, guessing alone was very embarrassing.

The outsider disciple, who told the truth, was frightened, and quickly said, "I know that's all, no more."

After he had spoken, he turned and ran without a trace.

Huai Yu sat down and took his pulse: "You shouldn't be angry now."

Ming Changyan was always silent, and Huaiyu changed his veined hand to the posture of holding his wrist and squeezed it twice.

"it's not your fault."

Ming Changyan stood up: "Back to the station, I'll ask Mingyue to ask clearly."

He just heard him beaten to death, and his chest was a pain in the heart. Ming Changyan looked at Zhong Yulou when he grew up, knowing that this man has a simple mind and is most afraid of pain and pain, and he will cry for a long time with a little injury. Under the stick, how did he endure the overwhelming dull pain.

Every step of the long feast of the Ming Dynasty was very laborious, as if draining energy.

Huai Yu took two steps and grabbed Ming Changyan's arm. Ming Changyan gave him a glance, and Huai Yu said, "Can you leave by yourself?"

Ming Changyan's voice was low and dumb: "It's OK."

He pursed his lips, and seemed to want to say a few words of comfort. Unfortunately, after thinking about it for a long time in his head, he did not organize a good sentence.

After walking for a while, the long feast of the Ming suddenly said: "No."

Huai Yu always pays close attention to his actions, for fear that he will go mad if he is not careful, so he immediately answers: "What's wrong."

"That person is wrong!"

Huai Yu glanced at him.

Ming Chang feasted: "Since everyone on the school ground is dead, why does he know so clearly?"

He hurried towards the station: "Go to Mingyue, immediately!"

The two did not dare to slack off and hurried to the post. As soon as I got downstairs, the third floor guest room heard a sound of fighting over the boxes. Ming Chang feast was about to jump. Huai Yu held his shoulders. Before waiting a moment, a young man flying upstairs was Ming Yue.

There was an extra blood hole in Mingyue's left shoulder, and she was bleeding continuously. The wound left by the sword poked by Ming Changyan was torn apart in the fight.

He took a few steps back and turned around to see the Ming feast.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and looked at each other silently. The third floor of the station suddenly heard the most familiar voice.

"Brother! Long time no see!"

A man came out of the window, fell on the corrugated, smiled, and lively and cute playing with the sword in his hand, and said, "Why so surprised? Oh, sorry, I forgot, I'm dead."

The boy on the third floor is ‘Zhong Yulou’.

The Ming banquet only lasted for a moment, and immediately reacted, this person was posing.

Although he was dressed as Zhong Yulou, his expression and style were completely different. A face of Zhong Yulou with a strange behavior was really creepy. Ming Changyan said coldly, "Who are you?"

'Zhong Yulou' grinned and laughed: "Brother, you are indifferent. The person who killed me is by your side, and you do n’t kill him to take revenge for me, why do you still ask who I am? Mingyue, you Say who I am, am I not the same fellow you killed? "

Listening to Mingyue, he paused slightly, then took a few breaths and scolded: "You live ... you live!"

Ming Chang feasted: "That outsider disciple was you too?"

‘Zhong Yulou’ stooped slightly and smiled, “You guess.”

Huai Yu concluded: "Ugly Guanyin."

The ugly Guanyin laughed: "Hee hee hee hee, my brother, I'm so terribly dead, I am so painful, why don't you come to save me, you are alive, but I am dead, I am so miserable!"

Mingyue held back the pain and shouted, "You talk nonsense! Stop! You are not allowed to speak! You are not allowed ..."

Ugly Goddess of Mercy said: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Why, your master is here, you will let me shut up, I am not."

He laughed Yingying: "Brother, don't you want to know, how did your sister fall into Wan Qianqiu's hands?"

Mingyue's eyes turned red, and he hated him so much that he drew his sword and approached the ugly Guanyin.

Ugly Guanyin tried to dodge with him while evading, and kept talking: "Of course it is your good teacher, take your jade to find her!"

Mingyue pushed the sword in her hand forward and shouted, "It's you who held my father and mother. If I don't listen to you, you will kill them!"

Ugly Guanyin covered his face with a sleeve and fluttered to the ground: "Yeah, hee hee, your parents' life is fate, but the life of your brother and sister is not your life!"

Mingyue shuddered, and did not dare to go to see the long feast again. He was furious, cracked his fingers, and justified, "I didn't want to kill her, it was you! You lied to me!"

Ugly Guanyin suddenly stopped.

"Xiao Mingyue, Xiao Mingyue, do you want to guess, why did I choose you to do these things? In the past two years, you have done everything very well, and I like you very much."

Hearing here, Mingyue's eyes were more congested: "... Stop! Stop! Stop!"

The ugly Guanyin laughed even more madly. Who knew that when he landed on the table, Huaiyu suddenly shot, and the table couldn't eat his internal force, and it was torn apart.

The ugly Guanyin's face changed, her smile converged and she looked at Huai Yu in pairs.

"For a long time, I heard the name of a small country and was so lonely and clear. I don't know Wu Lin. I don't even know. You also care about your gossip."

Huaiyu ignored him and reached out to take a large glass mirror from the stall next door. Ugly Guanyin's pupils shrank and she was about to run. Sure enough, Huaiyu's hands exerted a little force, and the mirror shattered into thousands of sharp blades, wrapped in authenticity. He is fast, Huaiyu moves faster. Thousands of shards galloped past, and any ugly Guanyin was ever-changing and could not escape.

Sure enough, although ugly Guanyin tried hard to avoid it, he couldn't retreat. Without waiting for Huaiyu to use the next move, he was already dripping with blood, and was cut to pieces by the glazed shards. However, he said that this ugly Guanyin loves this face very much. He would rather resist the fragments than his body, rather than being half-scratched.

Ming Chang feasted: "Keep him alive!"

Huai Yu nodded, but the ugly Guanyin did not give him a chance to get close.

He has been on the rivers and lakes for many years, acting strangely and arrogantly. All his personal preferences make it difficult for the world to meet his rivals. He does not blink when he kills, and rarely suffers. Now restrained by Huaiyu, Zhaozhao could not exert his strength. After being forced back step by step, his heart was annoyed and his complexion was even more embarrassing.

Ugly Guanyin kicked over the stall, stopped Huaiyu for a moment, and leaped backwards. Unexpectedly, there was a tingling in the back, and Ming Changyan banished a sword flower, which was approaching his face.

This man was pinched back and forth, and he groaned in his teeth, thinking of a way to get away.

At the moment of the moment, a drop of rain fell on the ground.

Suddenly, the sky was full of rain, and as the drizzle came, white paper like snowflakes floated down.

The shape is round, and in the middle is a hole in the box, which looks like paper money.

Immediately afterwards, the mournful and sharp suona sounded from the end of the street, two rows of red and green paper people, gongs and drums, amused, smiling, walking slowly.

The Ming feast of the Ming Dynasty began: "The red and white hit the evil, the paper man lifted the coffin, the Yin soldier opened his way, and the King Yan excused."

Huaiyu guarded him: "Marrying Yan Luo?"

Ming Chang feasted: "Beware, I have never met him."

Originally empty streets, at the end of streets, two weird paper people emerged. The first two rows of paper people wore red and green, silk spikes fluttered, and the four carried the sedan as if they were married. The last two rows of paper men or spirits carried shoulders and held up their doom cards.

Huai Yu suddenly covered Ming Changyan's ears: "Don't listen. The music is weird."

Sure enough, Mingyue, whose internal strength is slightly worse, looks distorted and painful after hearing music for too long, as if he had been punished.

The closer the team is, the more complicated the voices are. There are sorrows, crying for help, children crying, and even more beautiful girls laughing and laughing, yin and yin, disturbing their mind.

On the way, the first two paper men holding the doom card suddenly pulled out a long knife from the body. Huai Yu frowned, raised his foot and kicked toward the heart, but the paper man did not fall apart, but instead went up with a knife.

Ming Changyan stuffed his sword into the hands of Huaiyu: "I guess the paper people are injected with internal force, and it is extremely hard at the moment. You can't use it hard, but it won't die. We may not."

Huaiyu hugged his waist, backed slightly, and stepped back four steps.

Ming Chang Yan squinted slightly and said, "Cut the line!"

Huaiyu's eyesight was very good. After the Ming feast had reminded him, he immediately realized that he looked behind the paper man. Sure enough, there are thin threads in the air, occasionally reflecting a few strands of silver light, which are very imperceptible to people.

Ming Changyan opened his hands on his waist: "You must be dragged by me. I won't be able to beat even a few paper people. This happy Yan Luo used a needle in front of me to calculate that he kicked the iron plate!"

Huai Yu glanced at him.

Ming Changyan simply forcibly flung him away, and one man ran to the direction of Mingyue. At this moment, his mind was full of doubts, and he kept cutting and confusion, and there were as many questions as possible.

"Can't die!" Shouted Ming Changyan.

At the same time, ugly Guanyin is running in the direction of the bright moon. The two met unexpectedly in front of Mingyue. At this time, the ugly Guanyin also looked like Zhong Yulou. He was infatuated with the truth and disturbed Ming Changyan. He laughed, "Master, do you want to protect Mingyue? He is a traitor, I am not, look at who I am, I am Jade Tower, master!"

The Ming feast was annoying, three cuffs were shaken out of the cuff, and they went straight to the ugly Guanyin.

The ugly Guanyin sideways escaped, and at this moment, the Ming Changyan shot and pulled the drowsy Mingyue beside him.

The ugly Guanyin grinned, "It's a long feast for the Ming Dynasty. I can't protect myself and I still want to save people across the river. I really admire it!"

Ming Changyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. Although he recovered only one or two successes, he was able to do a few tricks in the ugly Guanyin. However, when the two played against each other, there were paper people in trouble. The ugly Guanyin secretly said: This time when he came to Guangling, he had to kill Mingyue, a talkative boy. If the Ming banquet was blocked, I would have to make him suffer even if he could not kill him!

He wanted to stop, he was even harder, tangled with the Ming feast. Ming Changyan wanted to see the ugly Avalokitesvara's true content, pulled out his right hand, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forward. The ugly Goddess of Mercy removed a shell of Jin Chan, and the robe was caught by Ming Changyan, but his body was out of control. There were dozens of blades on his waist.

Mingyue's pupils shrunk and shouted, "Master! Knife! Watch out for his knife!"

The Ming feast of the Ming Dynasty was startled, and its eyes opened slightly. It was too late to dodge. The blade of the ugly Guanyin was like a bamboo shoot, carrying a strong wind, flying towards the Ming feast.

Suddenly, a forceful embrace of the Ming Chang feast, the blade that should have not been in the waist of the Ming Chang feast, was right in the heart of Ming Yue.

The air freezes for a moment.

The ugly Guanyin snorted: "Xiao Mingyue, Xiao Mingyue, my favorite is that you know current affairs."

Having said that, he carried a true spirit with both hands, and vigorously pushed the blade of Mingyue's heart into it. Looking at the posture, he was about to use the same knife and run through the Mingyue before killing the Ming feast.

Mingyue vomited a spit of blood, and the blade passed through his heart, sniping out. He squeezed his lips, endured the pain, and decided to reach out and cut the knife alive. Ming Changyan had not responded yet, he was pushed away suddenly. Mingyue lost her support point, and she stunned, panting and kneeling on the ground.

The long feast of Ming Dynasty was shocked, and for a long time, he didn't return. The ugly Guanyin blades flew together and flew towards Mingyue. Mingyue can't move at this moment, let him slaughter. The back is heavy, and the blood splashes three feet!

He labored to look up, his gloomy eyes, staring at the Ming feast, as if trying hard to say something. At last, Mingyue's eyes went out, her body was loose, her anger was cut off, and she still didn't say a word.

The ugly Guanyin clapped his hands, kicked Mingyue to the ground, and the broken jade in his arms was scattered.

"I'm still struggling to die, and my mouth is too disappointing."

He walked forward, stepping on Jade, and said, "I helped you solve this little white-eyed wolf, but if you want to thank me, you don't have to."

At this point, Huaiyu has solved all the paper people. The ugly Guanyin has no paper people's shelter, and naturally dare not treat too much. His purpose has been achieved, and he will run away with a grin. Ming Changyan said hoarsely: "Look for death."

He picked up the half-blade on the ground by the section of Mingyue and held it with his bare hands. The flesh cut off by his palms was oblivious, and he was just in front of the ugly Guanyin. Huaiyu stepped forward and supported in two and three steps. Ugly Goddess of Mercy was one-on-two. He was determined not to be an opponent. He smiled insinuately, suddenly turned and hid behind the booth. Ming Chang Yan chased him. Who knew that when he turned around, he turned out to be a girl with frowning eyes and dark curly hair, saying innocently: "Brother, would you kill me?"

Not only did the Ming feast take a breath, even Huaiyu took a sip.

This girl, with a beautiful face, is similar to the Ming Changyan.

As soon as the two were distracted, the girl suddenly darted to the alley on the right and disappeared without a trace. Huaiyu took the lead in responding, chasing two steps, turning around, but seeing in the alley, Zhu Xun was coming slowly.

Huai Yu stared at him coldly, and Zhu Yi smiled back and said, "I was just listening to the unusual movements over there, so I came to see."

Zhao Xiaolan catched up pantingly: "Brother, what are you doing so fast!"

When he saw Huaiyu, he quickly passed Zhu Zhu and went outside. As soon as I walked outside, I saw a mess.

Huai Yu's heart is a long feast, so he walked back after only two steps. The feast of the Ming dynasty slowed down at this moment, and slowly walked to the body of Ming Yue.

As soon as he reached out, he was caught by Huaiyu: "Don't touch. The ugly Guanyin is so cunning, if the poison on the blade is hardened, you will only increase trouble if you touch it."

Ming Chang feasted: "If the blade is poisonous, I'm afraid I have fallen now."

Only then did Huaiyu find that Ming Changyan had severely scratched his right hand. There was no extra expression on the face of Ming Changyan, and he was silent for a long time, only to hear him sigh slightly.

"I hated him too."

There was another silence, Ming Changyan squatted down on one knee, and pulled out the blades of Ming Yue one by one. He was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, and asked himself: How could this be the case?

Huai Yu said, "What do you want?"

Ming Chang Yan said lightly: "Return to his parents and bury it."

After finishing Mingyue's relics, suddenly, a misty, long street appeared with a woman with a magnificent appearance and an extraordinary temperament.

The author has something to say: I read the comment, don't say the word that will be harmonized! Scared! How come to think of this

Again, because this world view is not a cultivation fairy, so when it is sent out, it will not be recovered, and there will be no resurrection plot. Since it's cold, it's so cold.

Of course, there will be some serious reasons and reasons for the bento issued, and these reasons may be found later, but it is up to everyone to accept them.

That is to say, everyone brought the bento for the plot setting. Well, every bento is unavoidable.

The small copy is almost over, and the convention is about to start sugaring. I am more anxious than you to want them to fall in love immediately! !!

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