You will never, and you will not be able to guess the woman's thoughts, and you will not be able to judge and speculate what they will do in the next moment. After experiencing that, every time after drinking and eating, Mr. Zhou would speak earnestly to the younger generation beside him: That is the closest time I have to die, so don't believe women's words completely, because they are panicked and don't even believe themselves.

The slow-tempered Mr. Zhou didn't even hear the murderous intent contained in Luo Liji's words, "Come here to grab it!". Just when he wanted to continue to exert the spirit of Tang Monk and use words to influence Luo Liji, he suddenly found that her figure was missing. The next moment, he saw the Flower Rain Sword flashing with the light of death stabbing towards his chest.

"Didn't you let me grab it? Why did you do it first? Didn't you let Kunpeng fight? Why did you fight me?" Mr. Zhou's extreme four-game question was completed in one go.

"Because I am a woman, what reason do you tell me!" Luo Liji mocked ruthlessly.

It is said that whenever things with life and thinking are about to die, major matters of this life experience will emerge in consciousness quickly, but they have achieved no sorrow or joy.

"I am successful at a young age, and I am comparable to the genius Lao Dan!"

"Young people are proud of their talents and look down on others. They make enemies everywhere and meet like-minded friends. Love will also sprout at that time."

"Middle-aged man fell into paranoidness, became obsessed with the inner demon, and went astray. In the end, he split into two, went his separate ways, and started again."

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"It's good that way, I'm tired!" Only the completely desperate person gave up all resistance. Just as Mr. Zhou closed his eyes and accepted the final judgment of fate, a white figure suddenly blocked him.

Although same-sex is excluded and opposite-sex attracts each other, only women understand women better. Although Han Bingyu on the side has not spoken, her intuition tells her that Luo Liji has been preparing for the opportunity.

Finally, when Luo Liji suddenly pointed the sword at Old Zhou, she directly flashed in front of Old Zhou without any hesitation: With her best strength, she could withstand this sword, but Old Zhou would die!

The Huayu Sword pierced deeply into Han Bingyu's chest, and the cold air in his body overflowed from the wound, lingering on the Huayu Sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Liji drew her sword and retreated.

"You, why do you want to save me?!" Old Zhou asked in shock when he saw the cold ice jade that had fallen in his arms.

"In order to buy him more time to save the child!" Han Bingyu's voice became even weaker.

"The grace of saving my life is beyond words. If you use it in the future, you will never refuse the swords and seas of fire!" Mr. Zhou, who survived the disaster, looked extremely sincere.

"Stop talking nonsense, cover me up quickly, I'm going to start healing!" Han Bingyu urged.

At that moment, Mr. Zhou helped Han Bingyu to heal his wounds, leaving the camera to Kunpeng and Luo Liji who had already faced each other.

Before leaving, Mr. Zhou did not forget to cheer Kunpeng: Come on Kunpeng! Kill her, a turtle grandson. Let's wait for good news!

"You almost killed him just now!" Kunpeng said calmly.

"That's right, but he's lucky." Luo Liji responded.

"'Women are tolerant for those who please themselves, and those who are intimate die for those who are intimate.'. You must have heard of this sentence." Kunpeng asked back.

"Of course, otherwise how could I be so beautiful now!" Luo Liji said proudly.

"He saved my life, but I just didn't have the chance to save him." Kunpeng said to himself.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't inform you! Hahaha..." Luo Liji smiled so hard that she trembled.

"I really hope you killed him with one sword!" Kunpeng said calmly.

Mr. Zhou, who was walking to the side, suddenly sneezed and said in a stuttering voice: "It's so cold this day, I'm almost catching a cold."

"Hmm?" Luo Liji didn't understand the reason.

"This way my death will be valuable!" Kunpeng explained.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you easily, after all, your life will have a greater effect on me! Haha..." Luo Liji said proudly.

"It's either you die or I die, there's no other result!" Kunpeng reminded.

"Okay, can we start?" Kunpeng finally couldn't help but his desire for blood.

"Just let the horse come over!" Luo Liji replied fearlessly.

The two people who no longer spoke, their bodies flashed and rose into the air, looking at each other from afar.

A sharp and extremely shrill cry was the first to break the tranquility before the storm, and Kunpeng directly turned into his original deity.

The screams pierced Li Ji's eardrums and stinged for a while. Without any hesitation, she waved the Huayu sword in her hand, and several sharp sword intents carrying the aura of killing flashed away.

The sword intent only left a few shallow marks on Kunpeng's wings as hard as steel, and then disappeared.

Kunpeng's figure did not pause at all, and the screams sounded again, turning into a afterimage and disappeared into Luo Liji's vision. At this moment, Kunpeng finally showed the strength he deserved as a ferocious beast in the South Sea.

The sense of crisis suddenly filled Luo Liji's heart, making her a little panicked. The flower rain sword in her hand turned into thousands of flowers in an instant and blocked her.

The next moment, Kunpeng's huge figure swept Luo Liji into it. At the same time, his sharp claws were also crazily stolen at Luo Liji who was in it.

Too many people or creatures underestimated the power of Kunpeng's wings and sharp claws. In the battle, Kunpeng's move was deeply influenced by this trick.

Damage from the Iron Barrel Tactical.

In such a small space, Luo Liji seemed to be in the center of a storm, and her ability was difficult to display. She could only be forced to resist the sharp claws that kept tearing and the whistling wind. The transformed flowers were also constantly melting.

Luo Liji knew that if she continued to consume this, she would be defeated and could only stand up after breaking. She suddenly stopped all her movements and let her claws tear her. The flowers lingering around her condensed again to form the Flower Rain Sword.

Holding the Huayu Sword in his hands tightly on his chest, the body that had stopped suddenly rotated, and the spiritual power in his body poured out without reservation. The huge vortex of gas generated during rapid rotation began to spread little by little from Luo Liji's body until Kunpeng's sharp claws had no chance to take advantage of.

Finally, when the vortex of gas that was gradually increasing began to tear Kunpeng's feathers, a trace of gap finally appeared in the siege. Seeing that the opportunity was right, Li Ji was willing to let go, she stinged the sword and fled out.

After a long time, Luo Liji stabilized her body in the air, and her chest kept rising and falling, showing her embarrassment: her red dress was torn into strips and hung on her body, fluttering with the wind; her originally tied hair was dispersed; her arms and thighs were covered with scratches of sharp claws; Fortunately, her delicate facial features were not hurt except for the blood from the corners of her mouth. From this, it can be seen that hitting people cannot be slapped in the face, especially those who love beautiful women.

On the other hand, Kunpeng has to be described as miserable: blood is dripping on the claws, and some are even broken and connected with bones; the originally neat feathers become messy, and the feathers on the chest and abdomen are peeled off, revealing bright red flesh and blood. On the exposed flesh and blood, the petite and tender flowers are so eye-catching, obviously deeply hurt by the Flower Rain Sword.

Both of them took advantage of this incident to quickly restore the spiritual power they consumed with various pills.

"I just walked so many times, and now I feel dizzy and disgusting." Luo Liji resisted the urge to vomit and said.

"Can you change your clothes first? The man in the distance is about to die of continuous nose bleeding!" Kunpeng reminded.

Luo Liji then realized that her original red dress had turned into a fashionable and hot bikini. The night breeze was slight, fair skin, black hair, and hot figure... (In order to suppress the power of the vast world in the body, please go to a certain type of blockbuster in a certain island country to watch these wonderful descriptions, but I am not responsible for the series of problems caused by this. Anyway, no one watches it now. Cover your face for five minutes) No wonder Mr. Zhou in the distance was eating ice and snow and cooling down.

"You are the ones you hate, you have to take responsibility for me!" The shy and aggrieved look and tearful eyes showed their charming charm.

"Okay, okay... I'm going to you..." Before the word "responsibility" was said, Mr. Zhou was slapped by Luo Liji who was healing. Mr. Zhou touched his head awkwardly: Haha... An unexpected accident...

"Get out of here, whoever is responsible for you is not interested in you!" Kunpeng waved his hand to refuse and responded with rudeness.

"You. You. You are a hooligan!" Luo Liji said angrily.

"What are you? Are you still fighting?" Kunpeng retorted.
Chapter completed!