"Are you thinking about something?"

Xun's voice suddenly pulled Lan's stutter back. Withdrew his gaze that was staring at the bottom of the sea, Lan Sui shook his head and said:

"fine."

After a brief response, Lan Sui turned his attention to the frontal battle again.

But, is it really okay?

Just as the wine-swalking boy was fighting with Kurosaki Yuko, something crazy seemed to be whispering in the depths of the sea?

And the fleeting whisper gave Kelansui a very bad feeling.

After realizing this, he immediately focused on checking, but there was nothing that could attract attention except for the remains of some wrecked ships and some creatures on the seabed.

Lan Sui thought he had an illusion, but would he have such a illusion that he had so easily?

This doubt was like a haze lingering in Lan Sui's heart. But now I can't dive into the seabed and check it out immediately.

After the three matches are completed, I will check it out.

Lan Sui made such a decision in her heart, and at the same time she turned her attention back to the battlefield of the battle.

"If this competition, will the Qing Xinglantern win?"

Benten asked Lan Sui.

If it was five minutes ago, Benten might not have asked such a question. However, when the green running lamp summoned the legendary monster of the Wine Swallow Boy, it was different. Especially when the Wine Swallow Boy showed a comparable combat power to Kurosaki Yuko.

"If the wine-swalking boy wins, the green running lamp will die."

"Of course I know this!"

Bentian roared at Lan Sui, and his eyes shaking constantly showed his confusion at this moment.

After making up her mind to summon the wine-swallowing boy to start, this is no longer a battle she can intervene. But if this continues, the last little memories that were once in the capital of Jijing will be wiped out.

"I mean, will the boy who swallows the wine lose?"

Although I am very sorry for my sober struggle, Benten did hope that the contract would naturally not be fulfilled by the defeat of the wine-swalking boy. Qing Xingdeng's life could naturally be preserved.

Looking at Benten's anxious look, Lan Sui didn't joke anymore and whispered to Benten: "Kurosaki Yuko was not serious until this time."

"What?"

Turning his head and looking at it suddenly.

Kurosaki Yuko held Qing Running Lamp hostage and hoped to save some effort to end the battle, and retreated a hundred feet apart. She threw the Chengying Sword in her hand, twisted her neck impatiently, and said to the wine-swallowing boy:

"I have a sword here that is destined to you."

"Oh!"

The big wine gourd poured into his stomach, and a large mouthful of wine was poured into his stomach. The wine-swalking boy looked at the woman in the distance and smiled: "The sword that is destined to me? I think you, a woman, are destined to me, why don't we do it a few times!"

Listening to this kind of words, Kurosaki Yuko's smile did not change, but stretched out her slender hand and grabbed it into the void.

The sandalwood-colored shank and then the slightly bent blade, the length reaches 40 cm, which is longer than the average tooth knife. The blade is not a common cloud pattern, but a long strip like ink, as if embedded in the blade.

When Kurosaki Yuko took out the hilt of the sword, the face of the Swallow Boy calmed down. From the sword body to the time when the sword was fully displayed, the Swallow Boy's face was already full of anger.

"Yuan Lai Guang!"

With a loud shout, the strange and familiar name of everyone, the wine-swallowing boy rushed towards Yuko Kurosaki. But in the blink of an eye, she had already come to Yuko Kurosaki, and the huge wine gourd was smashing towards Yuko Kurosaki!

"The grudge is very deep~"

As a joke, Kurosaki Yuko waved the sword and didn't see any force. The sharp blow was blocked. At the same time, the long sword was dragged, and his body turned and slashed towards the waist of the wine-swalking boy.

If it was an ordinary sword, even if it was Chengying just now, the wine-swallowing boy could see it easily. However, this sword was the only one that brought her death long sword, and she dared not touch it easily.

The boy swallowed wine changed his eyes and his figure twisted forcibly, as if he was bent into a bow by a bronze bell. Only then did he avoid the dexterity attack of Kurosaki Yuko.

At the same time, with this twisting force, he turned his palm into a knife and stabbed Kurosaki Yuko's abdomen with one hand. Yuko's old power has gone, and the new power has not yet emerged. Seeing this change, he could only grasp the wrist of the wine-swalking boy with his other hand.

However, it was this catch that made Kurosaki Yuko secretly scream!

There is no strong force attached to this palm knife at all, and the rest of the force is just a blow to this dark place.

The wine-swallowing boy smiled fiercely, and his already twisted body suddenly relaxed. Even if the sword was scratched across his abdomen, it didn't matter. The wine gourd held in the right hand of the wine-swallowing boy hit Kurosaki Yuko's chest from bottom to top.

The two men who were originally close to each other, because of this blow, Kurosaki Yuko was knocked away towards the sky.

This time, the wine-swalking boy did not catch up like he had just happened, but instead drew his abdomen. Looking at the blood in his palm, the bloodthirsty color in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

His tongue licked the blood on his palm, opened the wine gourd, and after taking a sip of wine, he suddenly spitted at Kurosaki Yuko in the sky.

"call!"

The wine turned into a raging fire in the air, and the incandescent flames were extremely hot when you looked at the naked eye. It was so great that it was touched by it.

In the sky, although Kurosaki Yuko received a heavy blow, she was calm and calm, and her long sword was crossed in her hand, and her figure turned and she slashed towards the flames.

Silent, without many explosive sound effects or anything. It's like a knife slashing the body, one knife and the next one is divided into two.

Kurosaki Yuko stood in the air with a gloomy look on his face.

"Swords are good swords, and their sword skills are also good."

Although the wine-swalking boy was looking up at Yu Zi, the disdain in his eyes could be clearly seen. "But if you want Yu to be cut by this ghost thing again, your skills are still far from being."

The two of them fought each other closely, and Yuko Kurosaki was hit hard in the chest by the wine gourd, and a hole was cut in the right abdomen of the wine swallowing boy. It seemed that he was invincible, but a discerning person could tell at a glance.

The boy who swallowed wine was better.

This is due to the rich experience of fighting with the Swallowing Boy. From forcibly twisting her body to the open plank road and secretly hitting Chen Cang, it was injured in time, but it was just a minor injury. What's more, after that, Yuko Kurosaki was shot away by the wine gourd, it was certain that she was injured, but she was still in danger. She wanted to give her a ruthless blow when the Swallowing Boy came to chase her up and find some things.

Unfortunately, this little plan was seen through by the wine-swallowing boy, and he directly used the flame to explore the reality of the situation. Kurosaki Yuko had no choice but to fight.

At this point, the wine-swallowing boy was at the bottom and opened the wine gourd to drink. It seemed to be heroic and greedy, but in fact it adjusted the angle of the body. If you want to find an opportunity and angle, then you will have a close fight with Kurosaki Yuko, and exchange your injuries for injuries. The wine-swallowing boy was confident that he would definitely have the upper hand.

But Kurosaki Yuko seemed to have not seen the movements of the wine-swalking boy. Gao Ju looked at her coldly and said, "Why, I am a small breast, I envy my breasts and I wish I could blow them up?"

"puff!"

The wine from the mouth of the wine-swalking boy instantly squirted out.

The others present were also confused by the lightning.

By the way, as mentioned above, the wine-swallowing boy looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old girl.

If you have breasts, naturally... no, it may only reach the size of a little girl with a six or seven-year-old.

The monster that was famous in history actually looked like this. After a series of surprises, he realized it. At the same time, his strange eyes also looked at the wine-swallowing boy.

He didn't even care that the wine was flowing to his chest, and the chest flowed smoothly to his lower abdomen. Without wiping, he cursed at Kurosaki Yuko!

"What are you talking about, a woman who is so weak!"

"What did I say wrong?"

He pretended to inadvertently support his majestic breasts, plump and soft, and gently rippled between them.

Except for the elderly and monks, the men present subconsciously looked at the sky, and Lan Sui looked straight. The next second, Xun's eyes were inserted into two fingers.

"Ah! My eyes!" Lan Sui covered his eyes and rolled around in the air, and it was very lively for a while.

Kurosaki Yuko looked interesting, and asked in a pretended surprise: "I heard that you liked cutting women's breasts and drinking at that time. I said you wouldn't think you could make up for whatever you eat, right?"

"Stop it!"

The wine-swalking boy carried the wine gourd and rushed towards Yuko Kurosaki. In less than a thousandth of a second, the man had already arrived at the right side of Yuko Kurosaki. He smashed the wine pot in his hand intentionally or unintentionally, or towards the plump and prominent part of Yuko Kurosaki's body.

Kurosaki Yuko seemed to have expected it, and bent down and sword to cut it into the waist of the wine-swalking boy. This time, it was not a hasty stroke, but a pre-expected attack. Even if it could not be cut twice, it would probably be half as fast as it was.

"Oh!"

With a chuckle, he looked carefully and saw that the angry expression on the face of the wine-swallowing boy was not as good as before, but instead he looked calm and proud. The wine pot that was originally cast in the air suddenly stopped in the air, and suddenly stopped like a pause button was pressed. Then the wine-swallowing boy pointed his finger slightly.

"Bang!"

The wine gourd fell straight down, as if the original trajectory of the wine gourd was like this.

The expression on Kurosaki Yuko's face suddenly changed. Before she could think about it, she subconsciously spit out a syllable.

The wine gourd was empty again.

Kurosaki Yuko had disappeared a hundred feet away.

Cold sweat wet the whole body, and the hands holding the sword were shaking slightly. Looking at the pride of the wine-swalking boy in the distance, Kurosaki Yuko looked at the woman who left a name in Japan for the first time.

The wine-swallowing boy was able to abduct several royal daughters from the Jijing capital protected by Abe Harumaki during the Heian period. Moreover, Abe Harumaki did not dare to pursue him personally, so he could only divine and send five people to conquer Lai Yuanguang and his four military generals, Watanabe Tsuna, Jiwu of Fubu, Sakata Kintoki, and Sadaki Usui to conquer.

Instead of direct investigation, I used poisonous wine to let him drink it, and then used the boy to cut off the limbs and head of the wine-swallowing boy. Even so, the wine-swallowing boy was not dead yet.

I just don’t know why the wine-swallowing boy appeared in hell and was sacrificed by the green running lamp after these thousand years.

Kurosaki Yuko originally thought that the true form of a boy who swallowed wine was not in front of her, and at the same time, relying on the boy who was in her hand, An Gang should be able to compete with the woman in front of her.

Unexpectedly, I was in a cold sweat instead.

Experience, strategy, and unbreakable fighting style. These factors make Kurosaki Yuko sanctioned by the boy swallowing wine.

Just now, I pretended to be angry, and at the same time, "Don't carry your wine gourd, I'm tired."
To be continued...