Chapter 452

The woman happily sprayed a perfume on her body, took off her gas mask, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and her face showed a stunned look.

His eyes glanced at Ren 8000: "why do I feel like braised meat?"

Ren Bayi's face was confused:???

Sniff!

"It's nocturnal incense..."

"It's the taste of braised meat. I've eaten it!" The female emperor's face tends to turn black. Don't bully me.

"But I smell it's strong fragrance..." Ren eight thousand felt wronged, and the perfume sent to the people clearly said that it was the smell of evening fragrance.

"Woo - it smells worse!" Lin qiaole shed tears on one side

"Maybe your majesty is more sensitive to smell than his minister? After all, those perfumers are just ordinary people, and their smell must be inferior to your majesty." Ren 8000 is now learning and selling. If it is a single taste, people may smell very close. The two flavors can be reconciled. It is entirely possible to smell two flavors according to people's sensitive sense of smell.

It's just that there is a big gap between braised meat and nocturnal incense

The empress's face was black and black. It took a long time to breathe out.

Anyway, braised meat always tastes better than before, just a little hungry

……

"Dang!" Xiwanya long Sabre was like a strong wind. The opponent's weapons almost came out after only one fight, and the empty door was exposed in front of him.

Xiwanya's body rotates and splits three knives. With the help of the twisting force of the body, one knife is faster than another, and one knife is stronger than another. The speed of the third knife is half faster than the first knife, and the strength is almost twice as strong.

The opposite divine wheels were directly split into the city.

Qingyun sword was about to rescue, when he suddenly felt a momentum rising into the sky in the distance, and his eyebrows twisted into a ball.

It's Qi Zixiao's breath

She knew xiwanya was coming.

Xiwanya directly received the knife behind him and looked into the distance. Then he said coldly, "stop it today. Wash it tomorrow and wait for benduhu, so as not to dirty benduhu's knife."

"Want to go? No way!" Qingyun sword drank violently, a touch of red appeared on his face, and his body became larger out of thin air. The long sword in the air suddenly turned into thousands of streamer long swords and turned into a sky of sword rain, covering the whole city. The power of each streamer long sword is equivalent to his casual strike.

The female emperor is not dead. If she meets xiwanya again, they will have no chance.

When the sword was used, it was like a deflated ball, with the smell of ashes all over. There were many more wrinkles on his face, as if he were 20 years old and his body was shaky.

"It's a little interesting!" Xiwanya laughed, the long knife dragged obliquely to his side, his breath soared, and then he waved it fiercely to the sky.

A huge snow bright knife light suddenly lit up the whole sky, which seemed to split the sky.

People near the city wall can even hear the sound of cloth tearing, which is the sound of the knife tearing the air.

The sword rain in the air collided with the huge sword light. The sword light was broken. The sword light seemed to encounter some obstacles. The wind rolled up around, and some people couldn't stand and retreated one after another.

However, when hundreds of sword lights were broken, the knife light became more and more dim, and finally suddenly opened like glass.

The remaining hundreds of sword lights swarmed down and went straight to the Xiwan cliff below.

Then came the sword light in the air.

After the roar, the whole city wall was forcibly destroyed, a distance of five meters wide.

When the dust dispersed, I saw xiwanya standing there, with a trace of blood seeping from his body.

"Not bad." Xiwanya looked at the direction of Qingyun sword, and his face showed an expression of appreciation. This is his greatest praise to the enemy.

But when Qingyun sword saw this scene, another mouthful of blood stood out, and his face became more gray and defeated.

Even this sword can't be used against each other. Qi Zixiao is so powerful, and so is xiwanya. The talent of the ancient family is really enviable and desperate.

"Withdraw the troops and follow me to welcome your majesty into the camp." Xi Wanya Langsheng road.

At this time, he felt a warning coming from the bottom of his heart. Turning his head, he saw an old man with a paper umbrella standing there looking at himself, and the old man's breath seemed to exist, but the paper umbrella made him feel a little creepy.

Chang Tian looked at xiwanya with a smile on his face and said, "I seem to have learned a lot in my life. In fact, I only learned one move in my life. Come and have a look."

"Good!" Xiwanya nodded. The long knife in his hand was no longer dragged aside, but tilted on his chest, and his face also showed a solemn look.

"I'm afraid I can't do what I promised you." Chang Tian turned his head and looked at an old woman in the distance.

I remember you like Juanhua. It's yellow and smells good. Chang Tian thought in his heart, but didn't say it.

"Chang Tian!" The old woman's face changed.

Chang Tian smiled at her and turned to look at xiwanya. His face became solemn. He stared at the paper umbrella raised to his eyebrows. His heart was calm and pious, as if he was offering God and doing the most solemn and solemn thing. He poured all his heart into the umbrella, and then the whole person flashed across hundreds of meters.

The hand is still a paper umbrella, but it is a long gun in everyone's eyes. Everyone can only see this gun, as if there is nothing else between heaven and earth except this gun, as if this gun existed forever at the beginning of heaven and earth, and was not seen until this time.

This is a shot that can run through heaven and earth.

Fast as a meteor?

Faster than a meteor.

When he came to xiwanya, he saw the figure flash, and the gun tip came in front of him. The gun tip occupied all his sight. His heart was beating wildly, which was the ultimate crisis.

All xiwanya can do is block the knife in front of the shot and block the fatal shot.

"Ding!" The gun collided with the blade with only a slight sound, as if a nail fell to the ground.

"Poof!"

Xiwanya looked down and saw a paper umbrella penetrating the blade and his body. The blood dyed the white umbrella face red, just like a picture of red plum in the snow he had seen.

"Du Hu!" The crowd shouted in the distance, and the other two God wheels ran towards this place, but they were entangled again.

"Not bad! Unfortunately, it's not good enough." Xiwanya raised his head and grinned at Chang Tian, full of bloody taste.

"What a pity." Chang Tian is a little regretful and disappointed.

When fangcaixi Wanya touched the blade, he lifted it aside. It was this that made Chang Tian's shot deviate a little.

It is this point that makes xiwanya avoid the key.

"What's your name?" Xiwanya zhengse said, this gun is worth remembering his name.

"Chang Tian, a day of impermanence and lawlessness." Chang Tian whispered.

"Remember." Xiwanya nodded and asked, "does this gun have a name?"

"Nameless, this shot is nameless!"

"What a common day, what a nameless one!" Xiwanya laughed and spewed blood from his mouth. His body retreated suddenly. When he pulled out his umbrella, blood gushed from the wound in front of and behind him.

"Stop!" Xi Wanya drank a lot.

Part of the bodies left by the ancient army dispersed like a tide.

"Chang Tian!" The old woman in the distance rushed to Chang Tian. She saw him holding the posture of just now, smiling on his face and looking into the distance with her eyes, as if she were looking at the heaven and earth born and grown here.

But these eyes have lost their color.