The Divine Martial Stars

Spicy eyes.

Li Mu's changing little flying insects entered the gap in the window.

I saw that this room is like a practice room. There are very few everyday appliances. In the middle of a three-meter-high brass Dan furnace, the ground fire, suspension and gossip yin and yang maps, floating up and down, seems to be Refining medicinal herbs.

After the brass furnace, a large bed of mysterious rock, a pair of men and women are doing unspeakable things.

On the floor next to the bed, there was scattered clothing.

When Li Mu saw it, he knew that the man was the priest Ouyang Yi who was assassinated by the Eight Emperors.

This person looks like the forty-five divisions, the red face is square, the body is fat and short, the limbs are short and short, and the back arches like a giant tortoise.

And the woman, in the arms of Ouyang Yi, embraced her face.

From the perspective of Li Mu, I can only see the woman's back. The body is white like a gelatin, the body is graceful, the blue hair is like a waterfall, the side profile is beautiful to the extreme, the waist is slender, the jade legs are slender, and the slender legs are snowy. It is very beautiful and very beautiful.

The heavy gasps are clearly audible throughout the room.

"Oh, it’s just an assassin, I was actually seen by this live **** palace."

Li Mu is speechless.

He can clearly feel that the two men's bodies, the majestic Xiandao Zhenyuan, are madly flowing.

This beautiful fairy-tale beauty is actually a predecessor of the immortality.

Such a scene, let Li Mu naturally think of it, between himself and the flower, the life that is not shy.

"Hey, what do you want, do business first."

Li Mu expelled the mourning in his mind.

He sensed it seriously.

In the side room outside the room, the golden sage master sent from the palace converges all the breath, quietly lurking in the darkness, as if it does not exist.

In addition, outside the entire Huanglong Pavilion, there are three hundred emperor cliff elite guards stationed, there are dozens of immortals, two true immortals, hidden in the dark, guarding the safety of the **** doctor Ouyang Yi.

If it wasn't for Li Mu's usage, and the perception of Xiandao Zhenyuan was incomparably clear, I was afraid that it was difficult to detect the existence of these secret guardians.

Li Mu took the heart.

This Ouyang Yi, in his eyes, is already a dead person.

The most critical issue is how to safely leave after the assassination of Ouyang Yi.

Ouyang Yi’s strength is not weak, and there is also a beautiful woman who is also suspected of being a real fairy.

Li Mu only grasps one of them.

The most is the most, that is, kill one person and seriously hurt one person.

In any case, it will inevitably alarm the golden fairy in the side room.

Then the problem is coming.

Although Li Mu is not afraid to fight with this Jinxian, if it is dragged, it will definitely attract patrols, and the other strong men of Huangji Cliff will come.

Tonight's banquet, although Li Mu was very arrogant, he said that he had changed the ancient poetry of ‘reporting the gold on the stage and carrying the jade dragon to death.’ The performance was very generous, but it was just acting.

He never thought about it and would never die for the Eight Emperors.

"how should I do it?"

Li Mu meditated in his heart.

However, at this time, things that he never imagined happened.

The woman who is in the middle of the passion, like a pair of white snakes, embraces the arms of Ouyang’s neck and violently exerts her strength, holding the head of Ouyang Yi, and at the same time, a pair of jade palms, two short handles are displayed. , violently toward the back of Ouyang.

puff!

The blood is flashing.

Ouyang screamed and broke free.

His left ear was cut off, and the back of the head was deeply penetrated by the bones. He was almost pierced by the head, but at the end of his life and death, he reacted and avoided the most deadly assassination.

"Hey."

Ouyang roared and stared at the woman opposite.

"Oh, it's a pity..." The opposite woman's face, like a peach, smiled slightly, her face was beautiful, she was naked, her flawless body, her charm was infinite, and the silent voice of the whole room fluctuated.

Even if it is Ouyang Yi under the wrath, the heart is also slamming.

Almost at the same time, the woman’s figure was disillusioned, and the short squats once again, and instantly appeared in the side of Ouyang Yi, and then killed.

When Ouyang Yi reacted, the short beggar was already close to the eyebrows.

He wants to dodoo, but his body suddenly becomes a hemp.

"poisonous?"

He was terrified in his heart and watched death come.

at this time--

Hey!

Two soft sounds.

The short smashing stunned out and inserted it on the wall of the room.

A gray hair draped over the heel of the heel, and the fingers, not only hit the short hair in the hands of beautiful women, but also shocked her, hit the wall, and made a muffled sound.

"Hey..."

The beautiful woman's body slid down, vomiting blood, and lost the power of fighting again.

at the same time--

Hey!

The figure flickered.

The number of true immortals and celestial sects who guarded the Huanglong Pavilion also turned into streamers and rushed in.

"what happened?"

"Ouyang was injured."

"Catch the assassin."

The sound of snoring, let the whole room, lively in an instant.

Ouyang Yi’s body did not pass much clothes, but he was extremely embarrassed with a terrible injury. He suddenly became angry and shouted: “Get out, who will let you in? Without my order, no one will come in again. Roll! ”

The two true immortals who rushed in, as well as other immortals, didn't look good.

On weekdays, who cares about Ouyang Yi.

But now, the life of His Majesty is tied to Ouyang. When the Holy Pride is in the throne, in one sentence, you can have human life. Even the position of the imperial dynasty is affected by Ouyang Yi’s words, let alone them?

"Adults are angry."

"Retreat."

"Retire."

The master guard who rushed in, this moment, retired.

Come fast, go faster.

“Thank you for your help in your life.”

Ouyang Yi’s heart was angered, but in the face of the Jinxian-class royal family, he did not dare to play with his face.

The gray-haired figure is like a bamboo scorpion-like old golden fairy, nodding nodly.

Ouyang Yi raised his hand and swallowed a detoxifying drug. The power of paralysis in the body really dissipated quickly.

He turned and looked at the beautiful girl who was seriously injured.

A red face was placed on the face, and suddenly the color of the sputum was revealed.

Ouyang Yi sneered: "Xia Jing, you are a curse, dare to count me."

The female fairy named Xia Jing was defeated by Jin Xianyi. At this time, there was no power to fight again.

But she has no fear of her face.

Charming smile, Xia Jing smiled like a flower: "Unfortunately, it was a little worse, I did not expect that at the last moment of the man's most relaxed moment, in your heart, there is still a trace of defense... Where is my exposure? Is it broken?"

Ouyang Yixiao sneered: "Your famous Xia Jing female immortal, the name of "Belle Fairy", no one knows, the famous ice-cold and cold in the imperial city, even though it is the first one, but it is also famous. Pride, if you are on weekdays, you are afraid that even if you look at me, you feel sick, but now I am willing to commit myself to me, huh, I don’t think I have the ability to become handsome, so you are close to me, there must be Purpose."

Xia Jing Qing Li smiled, faintly said: "Is it? You still have a little brain. Unfortunately, this task is urgent, let you notice some flaws, if the task time is longer, slowly, you I am afraid that there is no such doubt, and I will die."

"Hey, say, who let you kill me?"

Ouyang Yi sneered, walked over, slammed Xia Jing's hair and picked her up.

"The Great Prince, the Five Emperors, the En, and the Eight Emperors, the Thirteen Emperors... Hey, guess?" Xia Jing raised his face, the beautiful boundless jade, a faint smile, as if it was The lover is the same as the hot language.

"Do you believe that I killed you?"

Ouyang has a strong voice.

Xia Jingdao: "The slave family believes that if you don't kill the slaves, then it is strange."

Ouyang Yi heard it, haha ​​laughed.

"Kill you, it is cheaper, Laozi has not enough for you, haha, the famous [bliss fairy], who does not want to press underneath, squatting, knowing that I doubt you, why bring Are you coming to Huanglong Pavilion? Because you can take advantage of your risk, you can enjoy your beautiful fairy, why not?"

His face has ugliness and embarrassment that cannot be said.

Xia Jing heard that there is still no smoldering smoke, and said: "Is it? The slavish flower of the slave family is defeated by Liu Liu. Since Ouyang Shen Medicine is so addicted, then feel free, hehehe."

Ouyang Yi’s smile is like a cold-blooded animal: “Of course, I want to enjoy it at will, I will make you stand up... Oh, let’s not be happy, I will share it with you, when, 嘿嘿The entire Imperial City will see your jaw naked."

Xia Jing smiled a little and stopped talking.

Since she came to the Imperial City of Huangji Cliff, she has already prepared for everything.

This language stimulation is really too pediatric.

Ouyang saw that Xia Jing’s reaction was dull. He knew that the stimulation of speech did not work. He sneered and held down Xia Jing’s face directly, letting her kneel on the ground, waiting for...

"Oh...ah!"

A hoarse scream of hoarseness suddenly sounded in the room.

When Ouyang turned his head consciously, the soul flew away.

But I saw a colorful sword light, piercing from the long gray-haired Jinxian eyebrows, instantly annihilating all the power and vitality of the old Jinxian.

It is a pity that the killing occurred in an unimaginable moment.

The imperial royal jinxian was enshrined, and any preparations and reactions were killed on the spot.

The multicolored flame burns.

In the twinkling of an eye, the body and the **** of the old Jinxian were burned to fly ash, and only some clothing and fairy weapons and utensils were left in place.

A man dressed in a white fairy, with long red hair and tall and burly like a giant spirit, holds a sword that is full of colorful light. I don’t know when it appears in the old Jinxian station. The rear.

The man's face with a cruel smile, like a knife, hunting staring at Ouyang Yi.

Ouyang Yi suddenly had a soft leg.

The indescribable fear drowned him.

What kind of horrible existence can a person who can kill a golden fairy in an instant?

He knows that no matter whether it is fighting, fleeing or calling people, he has no chance.

The body is stiff, and my heart can't afford the slightest resistance.

"No... don't kill me."

Ouyang Yi’s throat swayed, and did not dare to have any change, pleading for the road.