Soaring of Galaxia

Chapter 493: Shinto power, incredible (No. 8)

Qin Wushuang was startled: "Where are you going?"

The woman in the palace dress said coldly: "You can speak so well, so smart, how can you not know where I am? You want to confuse Shui Ruolan, do you think you can make her upside down with a few words, right? Let's try Give it a try and see how long she can forget you. "

Qin Wushuang said angrily: "If women in the world are as passionate as you are, men will be guilty that day. If I met Ruo Pingshui, frankly, you could be born of many inexplicable things."

"Frankness?" The woman in the palace costume seemed to hear the most ridiculous joke in the world. "You said beautifully, frankly. If we didn't come today, I'm afraid tonight, you will want Ruolan Lied to bed! Kill the villagers, and find two useless gangsters to act as heroes, young people cheat girls, you can cheat you so shameless, rare. "

Qin Wushuang's heart suddenly burst into a bad premonition. This woman said so obviously to find an excuse to do it.

Why not want to add sin?

There is no doubt that the woman was already thinking of killing. Qin Wushuang thought of this, raised his hand, and already took the overlord's gun.

They waited, watching the women watchfully. Although he couldn't detect the real strength of the woman, from the point of view of them, it should not be lower than that of Qin Wushuang.

The woman saw Qin Wushuang as if she saw the funniest thing in the world: "Did you see that? This is the ugly state of a stinky man. You can see each one clearly. Your generation, if you want to be good Cultivation, if you prove the road, you must not be involved with the stink man. Now, as a teacher, let you see how a man looks ugly when he is desperate. "

With that said, the mockery in the corner of that woman's mouth was even stronger. Raise your right hand gently, and make a flick of a fingertip.

But it was just that she twitched her fingers, and the whole space seemed to be locked by her suddenly. Qin Wushuang suddenly felt the air flowing in all directions, squeezing over his body.

In this calm void, the air flow suddenly roared like boiling oil.

"Kneel down ..." the woman in the palace dress said lightly, her fingers ticked, a turquoise gleam of light flashed, a tremendous pressure wrapped Qin Wushuang's legs firmly, as if there was an invisible force, Constantly squeezing Qin Wushuang's legs, making Qin Wushuang's legs unable to stand normally. Knees couldn't help but bend.

Qin Wushuang's soul fluttered, and he never dreamed that the woman just moved a finger and let him do nothing, just like the fish on the chopping board, let him be slaughtered.

"See? This is a man, humble like an ant. If this palace wants him to kneel, he will have to kneel. Whatever this palace wants him to do, he must do."

The woman in this palace seems to have hatred with men for ten generations, and has a tortured pleasure in her tone. Move your fingers again, and the density of airflow around you will be even stronger. Qin Wushuang's whole body's bones and muscles will be squeezed and almost deformed. You can hear the bones "giggle" and make a crisp sound.

This was an almost inhumane torture, and at the moment Qin Wushuang was clearly suffering like purgatory.

But his idea was very clear, knowing that the woman deliberately tortured him, wanted him to be ugly, wanted him to yield, and then killed him with a knife.

At the moment, Qin Wushuang knew that he was too far away from this woman's strength, but he still did not give in. Just gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Even if his knees were almost broken, even if his whole body was as painful as being broken, he would not utter a cry, let alone a bitter cry.

He knew that the more he shouted and begged for mercy, the more he could satisfy the woman's abnormal psychology. Therefore, Qin Wushuang made up his mind, and even if she was tortured to death today, she would never say a word.

The woman in the palace costume apparently did not expect that Qin Wushuang's bones were so hard and so tortured. For ordinary people, even if they were consummated as high-strength virtual martial arts, under her torture, they would inevitably be unable to bear it. Weeping for mercy.

However, this young man can hold up so much. But the more Qin Wushuang did, the greater her anger. Because of the toughness of Qin Wushuang, she felt that her dignity was offended, and she felt that the words she had previously instructed her educator to look more like a joke.

"I want to see, when can you be stiff!" The original grace of the woman in the palace dress, at this moment, looks very different, like a mad woman, her eyebrows cold and her teeth gritted.

"Well!" Qin Wushuangdou's sweat dripped constantly, scolding hard, "You old goddess, a perverted crazy woman, if a young master yields to you, he is not a hero."

"Hello guys? Hahaha ..." The woman laughed wildly. "What kind of hero are you? He is a hero, so he fights back. Under my hands, like a dead dog, there is no strength to struggle, what kind of hero?"

Qin Wushuang yelled: "Old pig and dog, I am not as good as your old monster. You can defeat me in force, but you don't want to destroy me in faith. There is no door for me to ask for mercy!"

Before Qin Wushuang's words were finished, the woman's fingers were hooked again and again, Qin Wushuang's cheeks suddenly deformed, and her two eyes almost burst out of her eyes.

...

At the same time, far away in a faraway place, a river and lake warrior dressed up as a taxi suddenly received his hippie smiley face, gesturing with his fingers for a moment, and frowned suddenly: "Our little friend, it seems that we have encountered a point Trouble. "

The man suddenly stopped and drew twice on his signboard, pointing to the air, a stream of intangible matter, slowly dissipating.

"Oh, this little guy's progress seems to be faster than I expected. Isn't it Valley Bowl? Isn't that near Turtle King Mountain, hehehe."

After doing these subtle movements, the gentleman resumed his slackness, dragged his feet, and walked slowly forward, occasionally, he drew a long voice, "Going to the sky, knowing the geography . Fortune telling depends on the picture, no matter what ... "

This lazy voice, very nutritious slogan, makes people feel that this is simply an ordinary rivers and lakes warlock, dedicated to deceiving people.

...

Just after this man did all this.

Deep in the fantasy Tianchi, one of the forbidden places of the five gods in Tianxuan Continent, a palace like a fairyland suddenly opened his eyes from a cloud bed. Open your palms, and make a move, and actually attracted an invisible glyph magic.

"Old friend, someone in your family is in trouble at Xuanyuanqiu Bowl Valley. Let her stop." This voice, if Qin Wushuang heard it, would be shocked. It was clearly the warlock Li Buyi who had been with him several times.

The person on the cloud bed, with a finger pointing, waved in front of the cloud bed, and an image actually appeared in the void. This man and the law competed with each other, and actually continued to shuttle with this image. Before breathing, this image actually shuttled directly to Xuanyuanqiu Bowl Valley.

The scene in which the palace-dressed woman tortured Qin Wushuang was even seen.

The man on Yunbed frowned slightly: "How did she run to Xuanyuanqiu?"

Dare not to be vague at the moment, swiping your arm to sweep the image away. At the same time, the tricks continued to linger, and he couldn't keep talking in his mouth, and a few notes were condensed by him to form the magical power of consonance. With one stroke of the palm, he transmitted it.

Whether Li Buyi or the person on the cloud bed. The magical powers they use are obviously Qin Wushuang's magical powers that they cannot imagine at this level.

Only those skilled in the art know that this is Shinto. In Tianxuan mainland, as long as this magical power is displayed, the information can be instantly transmitted to you with the power of the soul.

Shinto power is incredible. That's it.

...

In the bowl, the palace-dressed woman obviously still enjoyed the pleasure of torture Qin Wushuang. And those girls next to her, seeing Qin Wushuang so stingy, felt strange. These young girls, who were initially unhappy with Qin Wushuang, had a slight faint bias towards Qin Wushuang's side, sympathizing with his encounter.

After all, although this man hit a few words, he would not die.

However, they are also very clear about who the Master wants to punish, and they have no say at all.

"Say, do you still or not?" The woman in the palace dress sneered recklessly.

"Serve you an old pervert." Although Qin Wushuang was already weak, he was still indomitable.

The woman in the palace costume changed her face, apparently she had no patience, she turned to the young girl in Tsing Yi and said, "Xiao Can, come and kill her."

The Tsing Yi girl trembled, although she did not want to, but she did not dare to defy anything. Hesitantly walked to Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wu's eyes were scornful, contempt of these women, and he was full of contempt.

"Kill him!" Gongzhuang woman screamed fiercely.

"Yes ..." The young Tsing Yi girl Xiao Chan froze.

At this moment, the woman in the palace dress only felt a spirit in her whole body, and a godly sense penetrated directly into the depths of her soul.

"It's you ..." The woman in the palace costume heard the voice, sternly reprimanded him, and immediately let his soul fly, and hurriedly said, "Slow!"

Although the woman in this palace has great magical powers, in the face of this voice, she obviously has no courage to disobey at all. When she heard the voice so severe, she faintly realized that it was not good.

"Hurry up and let people go ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Go back to Dream Tianchi immediately!" The voice then scolded, almost eloquently.

The woman in the palace costume quickly took out a jade card, pointed and painted on it, and then input the voice: "Yes, get the law."

When the next wave, he lifted all prohibitions. With a wave of beckoning, the colorful car drove and took a group of younger brothers, all together with Shui Ruolan, disappeared cleanly, without even the courage to stay.

Qin Wushuang was confused, and naturally did not know what had happened, until the palace-dressed woman left, and then slowly woke up, looking around, she had gone clean. Only the empty thatched cottage of Shuiruolan looked particularly deserted when night fell.

Qin Wushuang knew that Shui Ruolan should have been taken away by that woman. From then on, this bowl of valley, no more glamorous beauties, no more paradise, will become eternal dead ...

If Qin Wushuang was lost, his head was drowsy, but he remembered the face and expression of the woman in that palace. This is a shame, a hate, and Qin Wushuang will never forget it!

Out of the valley, Qin Wushuang fumbled a bit, then compared the map, and finally found his way, ready to rush back towards the direction of the Cockslope Mountain.

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