Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Half a stick of incense?

Everyone was surprised: How could time pass so fast? Could it be that someone from the Demon Cult did something to this incense?

They suppressed the secretly angry surprises in their hearts and dared to be angry but dared not speak. At this juncture, we cannot allow extraneous matters to arise.

But they really misunderstood Jiaoyang this time. She also wanted to make this scene more exciting. How could she shorten the time on purpose?

If you want to ask, just ask them why they are wasting so much time by pretending to be affectionate to their mother-in-law at this time.

"We don't have much time left, we have to make a decision."

The leader of the Kunshan faction looked at the Jianghu Rangers over there, wanting to discuss a countermeasure with them to see if any of them were willing to contribute a brand. It's just that the Jianghu Rangers have always been unrestrained, and victory or defeat depends on their own abilities. Now they have begun to fight, just to decide the outcome.

"This, this, this." The two leaders were dumbfounded, "You are fighting like this, which is tantamount to killing each other. Aren't you falling into the evil trap of the demon sect?"

Jiaoyang watched this scene with a smile on her chair. She suddenly reached out and hooked Baiye Liufeng, gesturing for him to bring his face closer: "Xiao Liufeng, do you know what I saw?"

Baiye Liufeng crossed his arms across his chest and tilted his head to face her.

"This is a wild cat wandering outside, having a conversation with a carefully raised domestic cat."

Her eyes were dark, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her fingers were dragging her chin: "How about we guess what will happen if these two kinds of creatures are mixed together?"

As Jiaoyang spoke, she smiled even more brightly, her face shining as brightly as the sun.

In the venue, one of the Jianghu knights took the time to reply:

"We are not like you sects who have so many rules and ask for mother-in-law and mother-in-law when death is imminent. Anyway, the number of listings will not decrease, and the number of people who can survive will not decrease. Instead of this, it is better for everyone to rely on their own abilities. Survival of the fittest, fairness. Competition, this is the rule of the world!"

"This" several disciples behind him were stunned for a while. What he said made some sense.

"Master! Why don't we just let the disciples decide the outcome as the hero said, and the winner will have a chance to live! This is the fairest way, and it is also for the sake of the future development of the sect. I hope Master makes it possible!"

"I hope Master will make it happen!"

The disciples all knelt on the ground, and the leader of the Kunshan Sect said angrily: "Nonsense!"

However, the head of the Muxu Sect began to look wavering, and he reached out to stop the arm of the head of the Kunshan Sect that was about to step forward: "Perhaps this is indeed the fairest and most effective method at present."

"Can"

"I know what you want to say, but this is always a decision that cannot be made. As the head, as their elders, do we have the right to decide who lives and who dies among them? No one has that qualification. Rather It’s better to let them come up with the results themselves. What’s more, time waits for no one.”

The leader of the Muxu Sect looked at the less than half a stick of incense left over there.

"Perhaps," the head of the Kunshan Sect also realized this and closed his eyes, "Now, this is the only way."

The two elders reached a consensus, so they took a few steps forward and gave the order: "Just follow the rules you just said, but remember, even if it involves life and death, do not hurt your fellow disciples."

"yes!"

Within a moment, everyone present was facing each other with swords, but at this time, they still had a sense of proportion in their hands, just to determine the outcome of the attack, and no one was jealous.

On the other hand, those rangers really fought hard. For a time, many people used weakness to overcome strength and softness to overcome hardness. They were reversing every moment, and miracles happened. A river of blood quickly flowed down below.

As for those decent people from well-known families, no matter how careful they are, there will always be accidental scratches and bruises. Even if they don't say it at the time, at such a sensitive moment, they can't bear to think too much in their hearts. After all, the word "unpredictable people" not only makes people defensive, but also inevitably breeds malice.

After all, when you want to destroy a seemingly unbreakable relationship between people, the first step is to make them suspicious of each other.

The human heart is really too easy to destroy. The collapse of an indestructible building always starts step by step.

Jiaoyang became interested, crossed her legs, squinted her eyes, and was about to eat melon seeds.

However, in fact, the feelings between anyone are not as unbreakable as they seem on the surface.

Only a quarter of the incense in the incense burner was left. At this time, there were not many stragglers left. On the other hand, the famous and upright people who had been accustomed to living by the rules since childhood, although there were stumblings along the way and a few minor accidents happened, they finally separated in a serious way. Win or lose.

During this period, the two heads kept watching, their hands trembling nervously, fearing that they would become red-eyed because they were facing such a life-and-death crisis. Fortunately, what worried them didn't happen.

The head of the Kunshan School had red eyes, and he walked forward, intending to greet his disciples: "Good boy, I am proud of you as my teacher."

Before he finished speaking, he paused suddenly and lowered his head in disbelief. At the same time, all the disciples in front of him also froze, their expressions frozen.

A big hole was opened in his chest from behind, and blood was flowing down.

Even the people of Muxu Sect looked at this scene in shock.

The head of the Kunshan Sect turned his head stiffly, and before he died, he saw the hand holding the dagger, covered in his blood.

"you"

"You can't blame me, Sect Leader. Who wants you to be so unprepared at such a life-and-death moment? It's because you feel that you are the Sect Leader, and there are so many disciples under your sect who have been captured. No matter how hard it is, you can get ten of them to surrender. You’re still alive, so you let your guard down?”

The Jianghu Ranger Tietou chuckled, showing his black teeth, and showed the nine-dollar sign in his hand, "I'm sorry, buddy, I'm still a piece short. When I looked up, I found you, the leader, standing there, holding your back to me. Hold me. If you don't poke me, I'm really sorry for my desperate efforts just now.

But you don’t need to be angry, Master, and neither do the disciples under you. Think about it, even if I don't kill anyone now, the remaining people will be killed by people from the Demon Cult. If I kill you now, one person is missing, just to buy a glimmer of life for others. You should be grateful to me, right? "

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out his dagger and blood spurted out from his chest. Not long after, the old man vomited blood and fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open, his death was miserable, and blood bubbles continued to spit out from his mouth.

Tietou took off the tag from his wrist and clucked his tongue a few times: "What's going on, Master? It seems that I didn't expect that I would die." It was so ridiculous to pretend.

Two chapters in one.