The night was as cool as water, and the bright moonlight fell on the smooth marble floor like a waterfall, shining brightly. On the high rooftop, Mao Yu closed his eyes tightly, and was suspended in the air. A bloody red tide surrounded him, like a mysterious god and demon.

A mature beauty with a charming face was combed with long blood-red wavy hair, and a tulle made of precious blood silk. The ring on her waist was tinging, and she danced graceful and moving dance steps, holding the rolling red tides around Mao Yu with her hands.

With a light lift, a long white and tight legs were raised one by one, softly lingering with the wind, as if all the charming flowers in the world were falling down, guns and war, and the strong and gentle heroic spirit was elated.

A song of desolation, the beauty's fragrance danced brightly. The long blood-red and magnificent sleeves fell down, and the silver-white bracelet twitched, like a clear spring flowing water. The pink miasma that caused Mao Yu's face to dissipate little by little from his body, and the rapid breathing between his nose began to come back smoothly. The vertical eyes on Mao Yu's forehead flexibly opened and closed, and from time to time a dark green divine light flashed, reflecting the phantom of blood light throughout the sky.

"Sister Nan, I don't know what to say, thank you." Mao Yu slowly woke up. He stood up and put on the robe embroidered by the dark green god culture. After the slightly tired beauty, a blanket of Fan Li was thoughtfully formed to cover her slightly trembling body: "It was wet and cold at night, and the ground was mixed with the yin veins, which was even more vigorous and untactic. Sister Chen, you have consumed a lot of spiritual power to heal me. Please rest early and wait for my news."

"Some things have been prepared for so long, and there will always be a result. Otherwise, if Tingting doesn't agree, I, Mao Yu, will not agree, and some people will not agree. After tonight, everything will end and you will be relieved."

"Brother Mao, you must be careful about the disrespect of life and death. The eternal light is guarding, Sister Nan only hopes that you can come back alive. If I had known today, I would not have brought you into the organization." The beauty stopped by Fan Li's blanket. Her brows were slightly frowned at this time, and her pretty appearance was pitiful and distressing.

Mao Yu knew about his stubbornness. Since ancient times, his daughter embroidered red makeup and did not teach her husband to find a title of marquis. She could not resist these arrogant men. The man a hundred years ago was for the family, country and world in his heart, but now he recognized the younger brother for the long love of his children. But in the end, there was such a change, which was not bad or bad.

"The god Bingwei, I can no longer stop it in the world now."

"Sister Nan, don't worry, unless there is a strong man of the level of Lord Resentment, even if thousands of troops are airborne in, if they want to make a strong move, they must consider their strength." Mao Yu's face turned blue at this moment, and his red hair surrounded him like a group of snakes. The vertical eye on his forehead opened a thin slit, and the vast and vast plague divine power contained in his pupils flourished, giving him enough confidence and strength.

After comforting Chen Nan, he laughed loudly, the robe on his shoulder stirred in the wind, and violent winds and layers of thick black clouds rolled around him. In an instant, he curled up the wind and black clouds, turning into a dark green mysterious cloud, soaring straight into the sky. At the moment of movement and turning, lightning and thunder in the sky, reflecting the night like day.

Mao Yu laughed happily in the dark clouds, and the deafening sounds and heavy shocking sounds made people feel like they were coming to the end of the world: "The past few years should be the six kings, one in the four seas; Shushan is left, and Afang is out. It covers more than three hundred miles and isolates the sun."

Chen Nan's eyes were rippling. Even though she was looking at the rapid distant mo clouds churning in the night sky with the electric snake rolling, she was also moved by the passion that Mao Yu showed. Under the blood-red veil that was blown by the cold wind was a beautiful face that was stunning with the whole country, with a faint smile.

A thick blood-red smoke rolled in from the office building, and the smoke scattered after it fell slowly turned into an equally cold and beautiful woman. If Chen Nan's beauty is like a cluster of red beans of lovesickness, round and jade-like jade as crystal clear as a mountain, then in comparison, this woman with a good appearance bit her thin lips, and the beauty mole on the corner of her mouth made her look cute, adding a little bit of coldness and dust.

The woman's eyes were full of affection, but it seemed to be a high-rise gap, like a proud black swan. Her enchanting and graceful long legs swayed, without any traces of them, as if they were lighter and lighter. What was particularly conspicuous was that her ink-colored pleated skirt with large lower body was slowly dragged on the ground like a thorny vine with a cold blooming danger.

She walked towards Chen Nan with an aggressive aura, and her hoarse voice was like a gravel-like knife that pierced Chen Nan's heart. The knife was covered with blood: "Why, Chen Huakui, who is famous in the 88th Division, is known as a hero, is also moved. But I see that innocent little man only thinks about his childhood sweetheart. Our Chen Huakui, even if he wants to sell himself to marry into a concubine, he may not be able to find the door, right?"

"Lu Ji, it's not your turn to interfere in my business. Even if you are lucky enough to get along with Mr. Wu, as long as I am still your boss for a day, you have to respect me." Chen Nan frowned slightly, and a powerful aura in his delicate body that was comparable to the ghost realm condensed into a terrifying soul shock and moved forward to intimidate Lu Ji's ghost body.

"Hey, hey, hey, he wants to do something when he has disagreement. It seems that our Great Virgin is really angry. Those who don't know would think you have defected to the organization with the useless man who plays with the Gu." Lu Ji's body also burst out with a strong aura, with evil and gloomy wind and confusing desire, directly pushing back the momentum that Chen Nan was oppressed.

"The Ghost Realm? I didn't expect that Wu Laoxie had invested so much money for you. But even the Ghost Realm is like, it's not your reliance on provoking your boss arbitrarily." Chen Nan held his left hand in a vague hand, and a blood-red ancient sword slowly appeared in the palm of her hand. The wide sword body was naturally engraved with two ancient seal characters, and the sword body was simple and radiant and powerful. Even the solid ghost body that Lu Ji reached the Ghost Realm could only tremble in front of the ancient sword.

"Isn't it just relying on the power of the divine weapon, or just relying on your cultivation, how could you, the little flower in the greenhouse, be my opponent?"

Lu Ji bit a short blade and moved around. The pleated skirt on her lower body suddenly broke into pieces in the air, flying like a butterfly. The cold butterfly wings were radiant and charming, flying towards Chen Nan with countless dangerous cold lights: "Ghost path-hell butterfly dance."

After landing, Lu Ji was wearing short hot pants and exposed her long white legs. Her flexible tongue licked the cold knife face, and a bloodthirsty and violent madness flashed in her dark red eyes. In a trance, Lu Ji foresaw that Chen Nan's soft body was cut into countless bloody pieces by the clothes all over the sky. This sad and charming way of death could even more strongly stimulate Lu Ji's psychedelic nerves, making her greedily want to quickly breathe the sweet air that was about to be buried in blood.

"Hmph, the villain is successful, I don't know what it means." The blood-colored ancient sword in Chen Nan's hand sounded, and a majestic blood-colored sword energy shot out. In an instant, a burst of bursts of sand and gravel rolled up on the rooftop of the high-rise building. Countless deep gaps were cracked on the marble floor, and there were fierce roars of beasts mixed in: "Kunshan Stone, Chu Hou's Blood, quenching and forging, and the sword energy that was approaching the dignity of power."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored sword energy on the ancient sword suddenly surged. The surging sword energy advanced layer by layer like a tide, and almost without any effort, it swallowed the many cold-cut yakuza ghost energy in front of him. What's more, he used the momentum of the sword's unfinished qi to hit Lu Ji's chest under the full moon.

"Clang——" Lu Ji subconsciously leaned back and cut her head. Her white teeth bit a black cold light and slashed the bloody sword energy hard. A broken crack cut opened from Lu Ji's charming cheeks, like a broken porcelain doll wound made her look a little embarrassed, but the crazy murderous intent against Chen Nan in Lu Ji's eyes brewed even more between her eyebrows.

The black clouds rolled and the ghost energy turned into frost. At this moment, Lu Ji's body was filled with endless darkness, as if she had transformed into a cruel and cunning ghost ninja. She adhered to the cruel ghost foot ninja. Once she launched an attack, she would be devastated and invaded like fire. Chen Nan held the blood-colored ancient sword in her hand, and was unceremoniously exerting the power of swordsmanship. Her majestic appearance was like transforming into a graceful and luxurious prince king.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, also a big chapter of more than 2,500.

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