In the room in the backyard, Yang Tianqiu was sprinting fiercely, pressing Zhao Rong's head rudely and licking her delicate skin. But at the most critical moment, I suddenly heard several special sounds. I could hear it clearly in the quiet night. He immediately raised his head, frowned and listened to the movement outside. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear any other sounds.

Zhao Rong lay on the bed with a dull look, tears were already hanging on her cheeks, and her throat was hoarse. She seemed like a soulless corpse. Only the occasional resentment flashed in her heart reminded her that she was still alive. But who would you blame?

"Come!" Yang Tianqiu shouted outside.

It was very quiet outside, and I couldn't hear footsteps after waiting for a while.

Where is the person? There are guards outside the yard and maids inside, so why would no one pay attention to it?

Yang Tianqiu's personality is very sensitive. He pulled out his clone from Zhao Rong's body, grabbed his robe and put it on his body. Just as he was about to get out of bed, there was finally a voice outside. It was a woman and two men whispering something, and quickly walked towards this place.

"Who is it!" Yingtianqiu shouted.

"My little master! I am Yang Yuanshou (Yuan Gang)!" The voices of two men came from outside.

It was a bit funny to put down my guard against the sky. What am I worried about? This is the family inside, who dares to come here to act wildly. "It's so late, what's wrong?"

He was not familiar with Yang Yuanshou and Yuan Gang, and he never took them seriously, but after all, they all grew up in this manor, so he still knew about it. One was brave but barbaric, the other was ambitious but not talented, and would not have any prospects.

Yang Yuanshou hesitated deliberately for a while, lowered his voice and said, "I have a treasure to offer to the little master."

"Great Treasure?" Yang Tianqiu chuckled disdainfully. What kind of gems can you have in your hand?

"I caught Bai Xiaochun, the second monster in the dynasty. He had several good treasures on him, all of which were stolen from the tomb of Taigong Lei Huang."

"Oh?" Yang Tianchou was about to return to Zhao Rong to enjoy himself. He stopped beside the bed and turned to look at the door. "Why did you think of giving it to me?"

"We are here to congratulate the little master, and I also want to...can you..." Yang Yuanshou said deliberately with a bumpy statement.

Yang Tianchou understood that he was inquiring about the fact that he was going to be trained by the clan leader and came to be filial and wanted to be his confidant. Yang Yuanshou must have never thought of his head. It must have been the idea that Yuan Gang had. Yang Tianchou had tidied up his clothes, walked to the living room door and opened the door: "Let's come in and talk."

But……

The moment the door opened, his faint smile suddenly froze. The ones standing outside the door were not Yang Yuanshou and Yuan Gang, nor his personal maid, but a young girl with a peerless charm. Under the cold moonlight, it was like a blooming rose, which was so charming that it was suffocating. The corners of her rosy mouth curled up an evil arc. A bloody spear was floating in front of her, trembling slightly, with blood storm and sharp sharpness, locking the door. The moment he opened the door, the blood spear suddenly surged with a strong blood mist, and instantly hit the room, and shot in anger.

"Is it you?" Yang Tian Qiujing was in a cold sweat and immediately dodged to the side. But at this moment, invisible soul threads pierced through the space and entered the living room. They were like poisonous snakes wandering away quickly and rushed towards Yang Tian Qiu, which entangled his soul.

Yang Tianchou's body was about to dodge immediately, and even the spiritual shield on his surface could not help but dissipate, as if his consciousness was not his. With a slight pause, the blood spear came to his head and hit his head, shattering the fluctuating spiritual shield. A irritable blood force broke in, immediately disturbing the blood in his body. Yang Tianchou's body trembled and froze there, while the soul silk thread accelerated to entangle at the subtle moment when he was out of control, entangling his soul completely, limiting his resistance.

The soul silk thread was combined with the blood spear, and the blood spear was combined with the soul silk thread, and the attack was severely damaged by the hatred of the sky in one encounter.

After all, he was not an ordinary person. He quickly came back to his senses in a terrifying moment and wanted to force his control of his body. However, Qin Ming then broke open the door and killed him. Without any ambiguity, a Shura knife stabbed into his head, and his left fist turned inward, hitting his abdomen. The critical strike of more than 20,000 kilograms ruthlessly shattered his six-layer spiritual shield, broke into his abdomen, shattering a large area of ​​internal organs.

The resistance that had not yet been made by the hatred of the sky collapsed completely, and finally let out a scream and knelt heavily on the ground.

However, the scream was just born, and Qin Ming hit his hard punch and hit his mouth. The crisp sound echoed in the room. Qin Ming's strength was stronger than that of a wild beast. With one punch, it not only shattered the teeth all over his mouth, but also cracked the bones on his face, almost blowing his head directly. The scream of the hatred of the sky changed its voice.

Qin Ming stood in front of him with a ferocious face, covered his bloody mouth with force, pressed his broken teeth and blood and forced him to swallow it.

The assault of a moment of shock, the three-sequential kill, completely controlled the hatred of the sky in the final brutal rage.

"Woo woo..." The fugitive was entangled by the soul, the destruction of the Shura Sword, the raging blood and the severe pain of the broken abdomen. The moment I was in bed, the pain was so painful that I was so sad that I stared at Qin Ming in front of me. My throat was rolling in, and my bloody teeth were pouring in uncontrollably, making my eyes burst into tears.

Bai Xiaochun and the others walked into the room quickly and closed the door. They just watched Qin Ming kneeling on the ground with blood on his face, and all of them were secretly breathing. Only the demon's eyes were cheering: "Good fight! That's it!"

Yang Yuanshou and Yuan Gang were a little lost, and they really took it down? You are so angry, you are in a mess!

"Do you know me?" A cruel cold light surged in Qin Ming's eyes, and his five fingers grabbed the face of the hatred like eagles, and his fingertips penetrated deeply into his flesh: "Northern Region Shurazi, Qin Ming!"

"Gugu..."

Yang Tianchou stared at Qin Ming as if he was about to say something. Qin Ming suddenly pulled his skin and lifted it up and flew out. His cruel actions made Yang Yuanshou and the others inhale again, but the next scene made them feel cold all over. Qin Ming was roaring in a low voice while shoving Yang Tianchou, slamming his fist and hit him closely, and then hit his crotch.

Click!

The hips are broken and the roots are shattered!

He screamed in a terrible way and hit the wall, but his throat was blocked by blood and teeth, and the screams became turbid and weird. He rolled wildly on the ground, wailing in pain, and the ground was covered in blood.

Yang Yuanshou and the others subconsciously stepped down, their pupils dilated, and they almost sweared. It was broken? No, it was rotten! Is this too cruel?

Bai Xiaochun opened his mouth, "Oh, I still want to refine puppets, how can I use this?"

In the inner room, Zhao Rong saw the situation outside, struggled on the bed, grabbed her clothes and wrapped herself tightly.

Qin Ming? He is really here!

Has he really come to save the demon?

But...but...why didn't you come early, why!

Zhao Rong's tears slashed across her cheeks, but her hatred became stronger. Qin Ming came to save people, the demon was saved, and the others were saved, so why was the only one who was humiliated?

The demon looked at the ravaged Yang Tianchou and finally felt angry in his heart. He gently stroked the hair of the tiger cub in his arms and laughed softly. Her laughter mixed with Yang Tianchou's shrill and low screams, echoing in the room for a long time, making Yuan Gang feel uncomfortable all over, constantly inhaling to calm his emotions. They have not been tortured, but they have not been tortured so cruelly.

(The presentation is on the 15th, and there is also...)
Chapter completed!