The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

But Su Yan listened, it was like an old friend meeting. It was just a few words of gossip, but he could hear that they had a tacit understanding.

At this moment, suddenly a vigilant voice came out.

“Who?! ”

Then, a guard quickly appeared in front of Su Yan.

The guard looked serious.

And then you make a sound.

“General Lin, a wiretapped maiden has been found. ”

Those two people who were supposed to talk were together for a moment.

Outrageous.

Today, as Master Lin Liqiang returned to the Dynasty to win all, the Emperor's heart was delighted and condolences, and a banquet was being held in front of the palace.

Everyone was busy in front of the palace and the place was dark, and few people approached it and thought it was safe.

I didn't expect to be discovered by a maiden.

Su Yan wants to explain.

“The slaves didn't eavesdrop, they just passed by. ”

She just said a few words, and suddenly she heard that loud voice coming through the woods.

“Kill.”

The guard looked serious and stared at Su Yan like an eagle.

Congratulations.

“Yes!”

The sound dropped, a long knife pulled out of the waist, and the blade flashed a cold light.

Straight to Su Yan.

Su Yan didn't think of it. When he heard the word ’kill’, he shook up his hand.

On the right hand, like a raindrop-shaped red crystal bracelet, a black rope tied the crystal to a white wrist.

She licked her lip horn and the knife had stabbed her in the chest.

Her body leaned back, her right toe kicked out, soft as if she were dancing, but her toe kicked into the handle of the sword, finding a point of focus, her body spinning in an incredible way, one hundred and eighty degrees, her hand surged faster, one hand resting on the person's shoulder, two fingers suddenly hard.

Just one crisp click.

That arm dislocated.

The guard's mouth was muffled.

But soldiers who have experienced the sandbox are different from ordinary guards.

Almost after a pause, the knife switched directly to his left hand, his arm bent and quickly crossed Su Smoke's waist.

Su Smoke jumped off and pressed his hand against his shoulder, flipping from the middle of the air to the back of the guard.

She clasped her hands around the guard's neck and held her knees against the guard's spine.

As soon as her other foot landed on the ground, she quickly pressed down by force.

This series of actions is all subconscious.

Just next to it, suddenly a strong iron blooded slaughter.

Su Yan immediately let go and hide beside him.

Almost as soon as she moved, a tall man dressed in embroidered satin had appeared in the position where she had just stood.

The power of the man's foot is great. If she hadn't hidden quickly, she would have kicked it on such a delicate body as Su Yan, and she would have to be half crippled if she hadn't died.

On opposite sides, the person's mood seemed to know that one had been mixed up from the sand.

Iron Blood Refining, not small.

Su Smoke licked his lips and saw him in the woods. He came out again as a Confucian man in a white robe.

General Lin measured Su's cigarettes up and down and looked like a sword.

“Fine. ”

His tone was definitely killer.

Ordinary pussy, has such a kung fu?

Look at her. When she just removed his men's arms, the clean ribbon didn't even blink.

This is not a girl, it's a killer.

Su Yan wants to explain.

“Just now, the slaves were just passing by, not intentionally listening. ”

The white man listened to Su Cigarette. It meant a lot.

“So you heard what we just said? ”