The Empress’s Gigolo

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

Unsightly glanced at Ren Baqian: "Why do I feel a smell of braised pork on my body?"

Ren face aggressive :? ? ?

Sniff!

"Oh, it's Yexiangxiang ..."

"It's the taste of braised pork, I've eaten it!" The female emperor's face turned black. Don't bully me without seeing.

"But I smell a strong fragrance ..." Ren Baqian felt that he had been wronged, and the person who sent the perfume said that it was the smell of Yelaixiang.

"Woo--it's even worse!" Lin Qiaole cried on the side ...

"Maybe His Majesty's olfactory sensibility is sensitive? After all, those perfumers are just ordinary people, and his sense of smell is definitely not as good as His Majesty." Ren Baqian is now selling and learning, if it is a single taste, then everyone may smell very close . It is possible to reconcile the two flavors, and it is entirely possible to smell the two flavors depending on the sensitivity of the person's sense of smell.

It's just that the gap between braised pork and tuberose is a bit big ...

The empress's face turned black and black, and it took a long time to take a long breath.

Anyway, the braised pork tastes better than before, just a little hungry ...

...

"Cang!" Xi Wanya's long sword split as if the wind was rolling over, the opponent's weapon almost came out of his hand after just fighting, and his chest was empty.

Xi Wanya's body was spinning and splitting three knives. With the help of the body's twisting force, one knives was faster than one knives, and one knives was stronger than one knives. The third knives were half faster than the first knives, and the power was almost doubled.

The opposite **** wheels were split directly into the city.

Qingyun Jian was about to rescue, and suddenly felt the momentum rising from the sky, his eyebrows twisted.

Qi Zixiao's breath

She knew Xi Wanya was here.

Xi Wanya took the knife directly behind him and looked away. Then he said coldly: "Just do it today, wash it tomorrow and wait for Bendu to protect, so as not to stain Bendu's knife."

"Want to go? No way!" Qingyun Jian screamed violently, showing a touch of red on his face, and his body became bigger in a circle. The sword in the air suddenly turned into a sword with thousands of lights, and it turned into a sword rain that covered the whole city . The power of each streamer sword is equivalent to the power of his hand.

The emperor did not die, and if she and Xi Wanya were brought together again, they would have no chance.

The sword was used, and it immediately looked like a discouraged ball, showing the smell of bleach, and there were many more wrinkles on his face, as if he was twenty years old and his body was shaking.

"It's a little more interesting!" Xi Wanya laughed, and the long knife slanted to his side, his breath soared sharply, and then he swung out to the sky.

A huge sharp blade of light suddenly flashed the entire sky, this blade seemed to split the sky.

People near the city walls could even hear the tear of the cloth, which was the sound of this knife tearing the air.

The sword rain in the air collided with this huge sword light. One sword light was broken. The sword light seemed to encounter any obstacles. The wind was rolling around, and some people could not stand back.

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

The remaining hundreds of Jianguang swarmed down and went straight to the Xiwan Cliff below.

Then came sword lights to meet the sword lights in the air.

After the boom, the entire city wall was smashed by a distance of five meters wide.

When the dust was gone, I saw Xi Wanya standing there, seeping blood on his body.

"It's not bad." Xi Wanya looked in the direction of Qingyun Sword, his face showed a look of admiration, and this was the greatest praise he gave the enemy.

But when Qingyun Jian saw this scene, another blood burst out and his face was even more bleak.

Even this sword can't help each other, Qi Zixiao is so powerful, and Xi Wanya is the same. The ancient talent is really enviable and desperate.

"Retreat, follow me into the camp." Xi Wanya said.

At this moment, he felt a warning sign in his heart, turned his head, and saw an old man holding a paper umbrella standing there looking at himself, but if there was no breath in the old man, but the paper umbrella Makes him feel a little scary.

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

"Okay!" Xi Wanya nodded, the long knife in his hand was no longer dragged to one side, but was placed diagonally on his chest, and his face also showed a solemn look.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to do it," Chang Tian said, turning his eyes to an old woman in the distance.

I remember you like the jujube, it's yellow and it smells good. Chang Tian thought to himself, but didn't say it.

"Often!" The old man's face changed.

Chang Tian smiled at her, and turned to look at Xi Wanya again, her face became somber, staring at the paper umbrella raised to her eyebrows, her heart was calm and devout, as if she was offering to God, doing the most solemn In fact, he poured all his mind into the umbrella, and then the whole person flew across hundreds of meters.

There is still a paper umbrella in his hand, but it is a long gun in everyone's eyes. All people can only see this gun, as if there is no other than this gun between heaven and earth, as if the gun was opened at the beginning of time. Eternal existence, until then was not seen.

This is a shot that can penetrate the world.

As fast as a meteor?

Faster than a meteor.

As soon as Xi Wanya saw the figure flashing, the tip of the gun came to him, and that tip occupied all his sight. His heart was beating, this was the ultimate crisis.

What Xi Wanya can do is to block the knife in front of the gun and block the shot that will be killed.

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

"puff!"

Xi Wanya looked down and saw a paper umbrella piercing the blade and his own body. The white umbrella surface was dyed red by blood, just like the red plum in the snow he had seen painting.

"All guard!" Shouted everyone in the distance ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The other two **** wheels ran towards this place, but were entangled again.

"Yes! It's almost a shame." Xi Wanya raised his head and grinned at Changtian, full of blood.

"It's a pity." Changtian slightly regretted, a little stunned.

When Fang Caixi Wanya touched the blade, he lifted the blade to the side, which made Changtian's shot a little off.

It is precisely this that allows Xi Wanya to avoid the key points.

"What's your name?" Xi Wanya said positively, this shot is worth his name.

"Changtian, things are erratic, and lawless days are impossible." Changtian whispered softly.

"Remember." Xi Wanya nodded and asked, "Can this gun have a name?"

"Nameless, this shot is called nameless!"

"A good day, a good name!" Xi Wanya laughed while spitting blood from his mouth, his body plummeted. When he pulled the umbrella out of his body, the blood sprayed from the wound behind him come out.

"Retreat!" Xi Wanya shouted.

Some of the corpses were left behind by the ancient army and dispersed like tides.

"Changtian!" The old man in the distance rushed to Changtian, only to see that he kept his posture, smile on his face, and looked away into the distance, as if looking at the world born here.

It's just that these eyes have lost color.

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