MTL - The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful-Chapter 115 Therefore, the sword is deep (2)

Homeopathic dripping, stabbing the main smashing of the bunker, slammed his head and saw the face of Qu Chi.

The young bamboo-like figure was shaken by the fire, and he was neither arrogant nor arrogant. He did not find the vengeful revenge. The gentleman’s wind, which is always at ease, makes you 褚The fort is more prosperous in the main chest of the fortress.

"... years ago, I was taken care of."

The young voice opened his mouth and the tone did not contain much hatred. He picked up his clothes and bent down to fight: "Now I am going to kill you."

His tone can't hear much sarcasm and coldness, more like telling the fate that will surely come to the bunker, so there is even a bit of sorrow.

The bunker slammed the sword out of the sheath and slammed the scabbard on the ground. He laughed wildly: "Okay, good! Good!! Qu Chi, you have to fight, we will come to war! How many years?" Before you gave us the humiliation of Yunbao, I am still back, now you have to come back, fair and fair!"

Thirteen years ago, the young man who was stepped into the mud had struggled from the wet mud to stand up and re-established as a top-lying mountain.

In the face of the hustle and bustle of the Bunker Lord, he did not look the same, only lifted the body of blood dripping.

With the sword he raised, Qu Chi’s robe froze, revealing a piece of clothes.

The clothes are not like the expensive silks that Danyangfeng used to make clothes. They are not cotton and numb, but the whites are gray, but they are worn by Qu Chizhen.

Perceived by this, Qu Chi seemed to be afraid of getting dirty, and reached out and carefully re-hidden the clothes between the robe.

……good chance!

The owner of the bunker moved at this time, and the sword ran, and the star was cold and straight, and the throat was cut!

Qu Chi did not respond very much, the action was simple, and there was no skill to flatten a sword, and the sword was returned to the sheath, and the movement was clean and tidy.

Facing the dead body with blood in his throat and convulsions on his limbs, Qu Chi said: "I said it, just to kill you. My friend is still waiting for me, sorry, I don't have so much time to delay."

After all, he turned and went back to the night of infinite chill.

The author has something to say: the main plot of this chapter:

#论用劲儿用错的杯具#

#吃面组的每日#

#出混, sooner or later is to be returned #