The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

The fog was deep, and the three stood in the darker and deeper wilderness, holding their magic weapon in their hands and watching the front with vigilance.

After a while, they suddenly heard the thick fog in front of them, and a woman’s laughter came. The sound is crisp, although I can't see the figure, I can imagine the beautiful face of the woman.

The dense fog around the nightmare slowly spread, and the woman's graceful figure appeared in front of the three. She whispered softly, with an unclear enchantment in her eyebrows.

Looking at this woman three people have a moment of blasphemy, until they reflect it, there are some unnatural on the face, but the vigilance between the eyebrows is even more, just that is the charm.

Her whole person was shrouded in a layer of red yarn, step by step toward the three people of Qin Mo. Although she is barefoot, she is half a foot high from the ground, giving a feeling of floating.

As she walked, the dense fog around slowly dispersed, gathering at her feet to form a surface of the water. The surface of the water is no waves, like a transparent mirror, shining in the moonlight.

The woman suddenly stopped and looked at the reflection in the water, slightly licking her lips.

"You, but looking for me?" The woman picked her eyebrow and smiled.

Qin ink has a low face, and the lightning sword in his hand exudes a faint purple light, illuminating the surrounding environment.

Lin Yuan and Liang Yang stood by Qin Mo, and their eyes were always on her, but they did not dare to have any action. They are all repairs in the Yuan Ying period, but in front of this woman, they dare not move, because her repair is unfathomable.

It seems that I didn't notice the tension in the scene. The woman smiled and reached out her hand. The bell that had been tied to the neck of her nightmare appeared in her hand. The fingers swayed and the bell rang, but the crisp and sweet sound made the three people stunned.

The scalp was numb, and her eyes stared at her.

This voice also has a deceptive effect.

She smiled and didn't do much. Her eyes turned slightly and fell to Qin Mo's body: "You just dreamed?"

Qin ink's lips are close, and there is no response.

"The nightmare plus the soul of the town, you can see the person in the deepest part of my heart in the dream." She smiled, the sleeves fluttered, the thin shirt under her body showed a faint spring light, and the eyebrows were charming: "So , teenager, who did you dream of?"

The woman’s voice slowly drifted away in the fog, softly whispered, and a little more confusing.

Qin Mo still did not speak, but the hand holding the thunder sword was tight. I don't know why, Lin Yuan's breathing suddenly stopped, and then he smiled in the heart, Qin Mo saw that the person is naturally a younger sister, who else.

The woman smiled and laughed, and the bell in her hand shook again: "No matter who you dreamed of, stay here today! Man... no good thing..."

The sound is louder, different from the previous crispness, and the meaning of a little more, so that the body of Qin Mo can not help but shake, the heart is surging, and there is a kind of impulse to go all the way to the woman. .

Qin Mo licked his tongue and smiled a little confused. The falling thunder sword in the hand made a clear sound and went straight into the sky. Qin ink wrist turned, the long sword flashed thousands of swords, and flew toward the woman's face.

At the same time, Lin Yuan and the light move also moved.

The three men were fierce and had an amazing momentum.

And the woman just blinked, faintly smiled, too weak, if not she was bored, one hand killed them.

Her foot stepped back slightly, and there was not much movement. The person had already left the attack range of the three people, and the sound of the bell on the hand became louder and louder.

It seems as if a raging fire is burning in their chest, the flames are burning, and their reason slowly disappears. Lin Yuan’s practice of Buddhism’s mind is still restrained at this moment. The face of Qin Mo and the light-hearted people rose red.

Especially Qin Mo, who has just experienced the erosion of the demons, is getting more and more uncomfortable at this moment. In the meantime, there seems to be a person, sticking to his ear, a hot breath sprayed behind the ear, over and over again, persistently crying: "Master brother... Master..."

The cold between the Qin and the inks slowly spread out, and it was a little confused. He reached out and whispered: "Lin Zi..."

Qin Mosheng sounded, Lin Yuan’s body swayed and slowly turned his head.

The mist slowly spread, and the cold moonlight fell on the ground, giving the earth a layer of gauze. The breeze is slowly, and the silver hair of Lin Yuan is more and more shining in the moonlight.

Looking at Qin Mo, he looked coldly at the woman, his eyes cold, and a flash of cold light. The beads in the hands are connected in series, bringing a blast of wind to the woman's face. Surprisingly, the original golden beads were coated with a layer of black gas.

At the same time, he took a few steps forward, his hands flashing, the silver pistol gun shaking, his wrists shaking, and a few breaths attacked the woman.

The author has something to say: I am sorry, I broke it yesterday, and today it is so short.

Just after finishing the sixth grade, the whole person is not good. After a word, we have a girl in the dormitory who quarreled with her boyfriend. I don’t know where to go. I am going out to find her now, so I can’t return today. Please understand that I went out.