In the room in the backyard, Yang Tianqiu was making a fierce sprint. He rudely pressed Zhao Rong''s head and licked her delicate skin. But at the most critical time, he suddenly heard several special voices. He heard them clearly in the quiet night. He immediately looked up and stared at the movement and silence outside. After waiting for a while, he didn''t hear any other voices.
Zhao Rong lay on the bed with dull eyes. Tears had covered her cheeks and her voice was hoarse. She seemed to have lost her soul. Only the occasional resentment in her heart reminded her that she was still alive. But who is to blame?
"Someone!" Yang Tianqiu shouted out.
It was very quiet outside. I waited for a while and didn''t hear footsteps.
Anyone here? There are guards outside the yard and maids inside. How can no one pay attention?
Yang Tianqiu''s character is very sensitive. He takes a part from Zhao Rong''s body, grabs his robe and puts it on him. Just about to get out of bed, there was a voice outside. A woman and two men were whispering something and walked quickly to here.
"Who is it?" Qiu shouted.
"Little Lord, I''m Yang Yuanshou (Yuan Gang)!" two men''s voices came from outside.
Looking up to heaven, Qiu put down his vigilance. It''s a little funny. What am I worried about? This is the interior of the family. Who dares to be wild here. "What can I do for you so late?"
He was not familiar with Yang Yuanshou and Yuan Gang, and never looked at them, but after all, he grew up in this manor and knew more or less. One is brave but savage, and the other is ambitious but not gifted. He will be of little promise.
Yang Yuanshou deliberately hesitated for a while and said in a low voice, "I have a treasure to give to the little Lord."
"Heavy treasure?" Qiu looked up to heaven and disdained to smile. What heavy treasure can you have in your hand? "I caught Bai Xiaochun, the second demon of the imperial dynasty. He had several good treasures stolen from the tomb of Tai Gong Lei Huang."
"Oh?" Yang Tianqiu was about to return to Zhao Rong to enjoy himself. He stopped by the bed and turned to look at the door. "How did you think of giving it to me?"
"We''re here to congratulate the Lord, and we want to... Can you..." Yang Yuanshou deliberately stumbled.
Yang Tianqiu understood that he wanted to be trained by the patriarch. He came to be filial and wanted to be his confidant. Yiyang Yuanshou''s head must be unexpected. It should be the idea of Yuan Gang. Yang Tianqiu tidied up his clothes, went to the living room door and opened the door: "come in."
But
At the moment when the door opened, his smiling expression suddenly froze. What stood outside the door was not Yang Yuanshou and Yuan Gang, nor his personal maid, but a gorgeous young girl. Under the cold moonlight, she was like a blooming rose, charming and suffocating. Her rosy mouth aroused an evil arc, and a bloody spear was floating in front of her, Trembling slightly, with blood and sharp edge, he locked the door. At the moment he opened the door, the blood spear suddenly burst into a thick blood mist, and suddenly burst into the room.
"It''s you?" Yang Tianqiu was born in a cold sweat and immediately dodged to the side, but at this moment, invisible soul threads pierced the space and entered the living room. It was like poisonous snakes swimming away quickly and suddenly jumped on Yang Tianqiu, which just entangled his soul.
The body that Yang Tianqiu was about to dodge was immediately hampered, and even the spiritual shield on his surface involuntarily wanted to withdraw. It seemed that his consciousness was not his. Just a slight pause, the blood spear hit him head-on, smashed the fluctuating spiritual shield, and a violent blood force rushed in, which immediately disturbed his whole body''s blood and Qi. Looking up to the sky, Qiu Tong''s body trembled and froze there, while the soul silk thread accelerated the winding at the delicate moment when he was out of control, entangled his soul completely and limited his resistance.
The soul silk thread cooperates with the blood spear. The blood spear cooperates with the soul silk thread and makes a joint raid. One face-to-face hit Yangtian Qiu.
After all, Yang Tianqiu was not an ordinary person. When he was shocked, he quickly regained his mind and wanted to forcibly regain control of his body. However, Qin Ming then knocked open the door and killed him in front of him. He was direct and unambiguous. A Shura knife plunged into his head, turned his left fist inward and blasted him in the abdomen. In a critical blow of more than 20000 kg, he mercilessly smashed his six layers of spiritual shield and broke into the abdominal cavity, It shattered a large area of internal organs alive.
The rebellion that yangtianqiu hadn''t made collapsed, and finally screamed and knelt heavily on the ground.
However, the scream was just born. Qin Ming hit him with a heavy fist and hit him in the mouth. The crisp click echoed in the room. Qin Ming''s strength was stronger than that of wild animals. With one punch, he not only broke his teeth, but also cracked the bones of his face. He almost blew his head directly, and the scream of Yang Tianqiu changed his voice.
Qin Ming stood in front of him with a grim face, covered his bloody mouth, pressed his broken teeth and blood and forced him to swallow.
The shock of a moment, three series of kills, and in the last cruel anger, he completely controlled yangtianqiu.
"Sobbing..." Yang Tianqiu suffered from the entanglement of his soul, the destruction of Shura knife, the rage of blood gas, and the sharp pain of his broken abdomen. The moment before, I was in bed. This moment was painful to the bone marrow. I stared and looked up at Qin Ming in front of me. My throat was rolling and my blood teeth were pouring in uncontrollably, choking my eyes with tears.
Bai Xiaochun hurried into the room and closed the door. They just watched Qin Ming kneel on the ground and spit blood on their faces. They all secretly inhaled. Only the demon''s eyes cheered: "good fight! That''s it!"
Yang Yuanshou and Yuan Gang are a little distracted. Are they really taken? Yang Tianqiu, Yang Tianqiu, you also have times of embarrassment! "Do you know me?" Qin Ming''s eyes were filled with cruel cold light. His five fingers were like eagle claws on Qiu''s face, and his fingertips were deep into the flesh: "Shura son of the northern region, Qin Ming!"
"Goo Goo..."
Yang Tianqiu stared at Qin Ming like he was going to say something. Qin Ming suddenly tore his face and just lifted it up and threw it out. His cruel behavior made Yang Yuanshou breathe in again, but the next scene made them cold all over. Qin Ming shouted in a muffled voice, swung his fist and hit him violently, followed by his crotch.
Click!
Broken hip, broken root! Looking up to the sky, Qiu screamed bitterly and hit the wall, but his throat was blocked by blood and teeth. The scream became turbid and strange. He rolled wildly on the ground, wailing in pain, and the ground was covered with blood.
Yangyuanshou subconsciously stepped down, their pupils dilated and almost shouted foul words. Broken? No, it''s rotten! Is that too cruel?
Bai Xiaochun opens her mouth. Alas, I still want to make puppets. How can I use it? In the inner room, Zhao Rong saw the situation outside. She struggled in bed, grabbed her clothes and wrapped herself tightly.
Qin Ming? He''s really here!
Did he really come to save the demon?
But... But... Why don''t you come early, why! Zhao Rong''s tears ran across her cheeks, but her hatred became stronger. Qin''s life has come to save people. The demon son has been saved, and others will be saved. Why am I the only one humiliated? The demon son looked at the ravaged Yang Tianqiu, and finally got angry. He stroked the tiger cub''s hair in his arms and laughed. Her laughter was mixed with Qiu''s sad and low scream, which echoed in the room for a long time, making Yuan Gang uncomfortable all over, constantly breathing in and calming his mood. They haven''t abused people, but they haven''t been so cruel.
(on the 15th watch, and...)