Thousand Blades of Death

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Aunt Thirteen grinned reluctantly and said, "She asked me, did you eat the butter snails made by her? Do you want me to ask you, is it delicious?"

Lu Xiaofeng's heart is shrinking. Seeing that plate of butter snails was still on the table, he suddenly felt that he was really a jerk.

"It must be delicious." He also barely smiled: "I must eat it all up."

Ma Yuan raised her eyebrows as they watched their movements, took Shi Xiuxue to the side, smiled and caressed her temples, and whispered, "You and the 13th Aunt have been together today? Where did Li Yanbei go?" ?"

Although I don’t know what Ma Yuan meant, Shi Xiuxue immediately replied: "No, I stayed in this room and watched Ouyang girl. Thirteen aunts went out halfway, and Li Yanbei seems to have never been there. Have seen it."

The thirteen aunt took out the snacks made by Ouyang Qing, and worried: "The snacks made by Ouyang Qing are the best in the world, which is generally recognized by everyone. Anyone who eats her snacks will praise it. It’s a pity that there are less than one or two people who can eat in the world.”

Shi Xiuxue by the window heard this and quickly aroused curiosity, "Is it really so delicious?"

Ma Yuan touched his nose. He looked at Thirteen Aunt, and he sighed slightly. It was sad that a woman attached to another man in such a gesture, but her approach was indeed too ruthless.

Shi Xiuxue walked to the table, glanced at melancholy Lu Xiaofeng, and cautiously tempted: "Can I also try one?"

"Of course, you all try it." Lu Xiaofeng sat down and smiled reluctantly at Shi Xiuxue. He stretched out his hand and ate two.

Aunt Thirteen turned around and brought out a lot of dim sum and a pot of good daughter red. "This bottle of wine was prepared by Hu Jun let me prepare for Ma Xia. Do you see it?"

Ma Yuan was a little funny, and lured Shi Xiuxue and Lu Xiaofeng to eat snacks, and then lured him to drink. This 13 aunt's approach is really naive, but I have to say that her expression is born to be acting. The bleakness and bleakness of the times, as well as the gentleness and femininity of women, can easily make men feel good.

The daughter red tastes good, Ma Yuan does not waste good wine, and even if there is a drug, it will not play a role in him at all.

So even if Shi Xiuxue and Lu Xiaofeng both started to fall down, Ma Yuan still sat straight.

Aunt Thirteen brought Ma Yuan a wine bottle, but her hands began to tremble.

Ma Yuan whispered: "Don't waste it." He simply took the jug in the hand of Thirteen Aunts, and said with a smile: "What is the difference between Li Yanbei and you?"

Aunt Thirteen lowered her head deeply. She knew that she had been exposed. Although she didn’t understand why Ma Yuan drank almost half of her wine, she could still be so sober, but she also clearly knew that her life was now in Ma Yuan’s hands. inner.

She was a woman who would survive with the world. She immediately turned her eyes and muttered: "He is not bad to me, really not bad, but I am not the woman he put in my heart, 360 days a year , He is less than one-tenth of me."

Ma Yuan drank a glass of wine, hugged Shi Xiuxue, who slowly slid off the table, and placed it beside Ouyang Qing. He glanced at Thirteen Aunt and said lightly, "So, you are lonely."

Aunt Thirteen didn't think about it, and immediately said: "No, I'm just too sad. I don't want to be so sad! I want a man who really pity me." She said, suddenly stood up and took off her own Clothes, where to stand tremblingly.

Women's ketones are as beautiful as a painting.

"You killed Li Yanbei?" Ma Yuan didn't look away, but he didn't have desire|desire, he was somewhat pitiful to her, but he still couldn't have the feeling of desire|desire.

The thirteen aunts burst into tears, and she took out a knife from her clothes, "I killed him, but I..."

"You go." Ma Yuan suddenly said coldly.

Aunt Thirteen looked up in amazement, but Ma Yuan no longer looked at her, but also picked up Lu Xiaofeng from the ground and put it on the table, and said: "I don't agree with your approach, Li Yanbei does not owe you Yes, but you have the right to fight for the life you want."

The cost of youth was buried, and the days after the 13th Aunt must have been spent in remorse and guilt. She is not the kind of woman who can kill Li Yanbei and thinks she is doing it right.

The thirteen aunts dressed quickly and took away 100,000 silver tickets.

Ma Yuan walked to the window without any haste, opened the window, and looked at the white man outside, sighing leisurely, "Standing outside to listen to the corner, aren't you really tired?"

Ximen blowing snow stood outside the window, a hint of teasing appeared in his eyes, "If I don't stand here, maybe you will accept the woman's arms."

"I'm not Lu Xiaofeng." Ma Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Even if you don't stand here, I don't have that kind of interest in that woman. You don't give me this trust?"

Ximen blowing snow ignored his obvious jokes. He jumped into the room, looked at Lu Xiaofeng and Shi Xiuxue, and then swept Ouyangqing indifferently. "Obviously, you are in a lot of trouble."

Ma Yuan smiled, "Yes, it's really not small. I hope you will help Simon."

Lu Xiaofeng, who is good at causing trouble, is really a lucky man. He seems to be unable to die. When he wakes up, he finds that he is not only limbs and facial features, but also lying on a comfortable and clean bed.

The house is also very clean, full of aromas of chrysanthemum and cassia. The lamp was lit on the table, and the moonlight was like water outside the window.

Someone stood quietly in front of the window, facing the autumn moon outside the window, dressed in white like snow.

"Simon blowing snow!"

Lu Xiaofeng jumped up. He can still jump, but his legs are still a little soft, and his strength has not fully recovered.

"Good boy, where did you come from?" Lu Xiaofeng stood on the ground barefoot and shouted, "Where have you been hiding these days?"

Simon Blizzard looked at him coldly, "Hide? You need to hide now. You are not me, you shouldn't talk like that, maybe you can live longer."

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