The inside of the wine warehouse was empty, only near the door, there was a table and three chairs, the table was lit with dim oil lamps, barely illuminating the narrow place centered on the table, and the rest of the large emptiness gradually disappeared into the darkness, and the air was even more rippling with the smell of damp and mixed wine, which seemed deep and mysterious. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In particular, the mysterious conversation between two men and one woman gathered around the table made people feel that there were hidden secrets.

Suddenly, a violent snowstorm suddenly rose, and the strong wind that suddenly broke into the warehouse violently cut through the remnant wall, causing the ears to sound like a banshee's screaming cry, which penetrated into the brain along the back of the back, and its momentum stirred through the brain, like an avalanche of endless snowy mountains.

And the damp aroma of wine in the air suddenly became indescribably cold, like a cold spring surging, and together with the magic sound of the brain, it froze people to the cold and stiffened their bones.

Two men and one woman change color at the same time.

Among them, An Long reacted the fastest, and his fat hands were closed like lotuses.

The three lotus flowers are issued in a row, the most strange thing is that the first one is slow, the last one is fast, its lotus force is hot and fierce, and it seems to be condensed and refined by the hot iron in the air, which is the supreme magic skill of the Heavenly Lotus Sect "Tianxin Lotus Ring".

The most ruthless kicked at the same time as his move, kicking straight on Rong Jiaojiao's pink back, but he swept back with his strength, and as soon as he touched the ground, he stepped on a strange step, and the whole fat concrete was like a spinning top that was whipped sharply, spinning and flying back at an unimaginable speed and an almost unreasonable arc.

You must know that the two have just hooked up with honey and oil, and now that there has been a slight change, An Long actually did not hesitate to take Rong Jiaojiao as a backing, which shows that the selfishness of the people in the demon gate has reached an outrageous level.

Rong Jiaojiao's beautiful eyes showed despair, but there was no surprise, if her martial arts were far higher than An Long, I am afraid that she would not hesitate to do so.

In an instant, she was completely engulfed by the raging and agitated energy and almost visible screams, and her slender figure was like a broken sack in a storm, and she was stirred up to the frenzy, and she couldn't help herself.

The last middle-aged man seemed to have the lowest martial arts, so he was the slowest to come back to his senses, and with a look full of horror, he lowered his head and went under the table.

It turned out that there was an iron clamshell similar in shape to the bluestone floor under the table, and once the flap was opened, a black hole was revealed.

But before the middle-aged man could poke his head in, the flap made a deafening metal thud, rubbing against the tip of his nose, and disappeared in an instant.

For example, the siege bolts shot by a huge force will be deeply chopped into the wall of the back door at once...... The sound of the iron lid inserting into the wall, the sharp and piercing feet can make people's legs suddenly weak.

An Long's gyro-like figure suddenly stopped, and the whole person was frightened.

The sudden iron cover just broke the bridge of his nose, and most of his nose was smashed into flesh, causing his face to be dripping with blood, his two thick lips trembling, and his narrow eyes were full of fear.

An Long had never been so glad that his speed was not fast enough, otherwise if he escaped an inch more just now, he would be beaten into flesh by his fat and flat head.

The crisp and beautiful but endless chill of the wind and snow came from behind: "I ask a question, and the three of you answer, if you tell a lie, or I think you tell a lie, I will kill someone, understand?" ”

Although her tone is extremely domineering, she shows such amazing skills and evil intentions, which is enough for An Long to guess who the person is, of course, she can hardly shake the great master of Goryeo without falling into the wind and snow.

He turned around with a click, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and the wound on his nose made his already ugly appearance more like a pig's face with a smashed nose, and said with a dry smile: "Although the wind queen asks, An Longding should know everything." ”

There was a thrilling crisp sound, and the neck of the middle-aged man who was about to escape through the tunnel was suddenly twisted in a whole circle.

Feng Xue said lightly: "I only ask, do you understand?" ”

The moonlight shining in from the remnants of the wall reflected her in a peerless beauty, even more spotless, as if nothing had been done, and completely concealed the bloody smell under the cold smell of wine.

Rong Jiaojiao, who was already paralyzed on the ground and didn't dare to get up, tightened her neck suddenly, and An Long, who was still standing, also trembled with her legs, almost sat on the ground, and shouted in unison: "Understand...... understood"

Feng Xue pointed to the middle-aged man who was dead next to the tunnel and asked, "Who is this person?" ”

Seeing that she actually killed first and then asked for her identity, obviously she didn't care who she killed, the two of them were suddenly so frightened that their guts were about to burst, and they shouted together: "Yang Wengan." "He's Yang Wengan."

Feng Xue sneered: "It's really cheap for him." ”

Hearing this, An Long and Rong Jiaojiao both shivered violently.

Feng Xue continued to ask, "Where is Yang Xuyan?" ”

Neither of them answered at the first time, and she raised her jade arm.

An Long shouted anxiously: "Yang Wengan knows. ”

Rong Jiaojiao called: "We are waiting for him." ”

"Really?" Hearing that the answer was different, a smile suddenly bloomed on Feng Xue's delicate face, which actually looked very bright and sweet, but it made the two of them tremble.

An Long hurriedly said: "Yang Wengan does know, and we are indeed waiting for him to come. ”

Rong Jiaojiao only nodded desperately.

Feng Xue said slowly: "Tell Yang Xuyan that no matter what he wants to do, stop immediately, and don't let me come to him again." ”

Although her tone was flat, there was a supreme magic that made people irresistible, and they didn't even dare to look up.

An Long lowered his head and let his nose bleed endlessly, but he didn't even dare to wipe it, and said in an embarrassed trembling voice: "Yes, yes......"

Rong Jiaojiao was prostrate on the ground, nodding her head with tears, her delicate body trembling, like a helpless flower that had been blown by wind and rain.

The cold moonlight that poured into the wine warehouse suddenly dimmed and brightened, and the cold aroma of wine in the air seemed to suddenly become damp again, and the mixed smell of blood was gradually revealed.

The two didn't even dare to move, and only after a long time did they glance at each other miserably, and then looked at Yang Wengan's bloodshot eyes together, and they were crying like a bloody moon in the moonlight, and for a while they really felt like a world away.

……

Feng Xue blushed, shrunk in Feng Xiaoxiao's arms a little shyly and whispered about the past, without the previous thunderous and powerful style, let alone the cold and arrogant temperament that seemed to seep out of his bones, but he looked especially birdy.

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction, and from time to time he took a bite on her pretty face as a reward.

However, Feng Xue was still a little worried in the end: "I am not familiar with Yang Xuyan's personality, but I heard you talk about his behavior, like the kind of bold and selfish character, this threat may be useful to An Long, but it may not be able to scare Yang Xuyan, after all, he has ******, and even Bi Xuan to rely on." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said lightly: "It's not necessarily, it's that you must not be scared, but you killed Yang Wengan very well, and the result was unexpectedly perfect." Because without Yang Wengan's assistance, Yang Xuyan would have no forces to mobilize in Chang'an City, at least for the time being. ”

Feng Xue lowered her head slightly, put her face against Feng Xiaoxiao's neck, and whispered as if she was a little puzzled: "If it weren't for the master's order not to move him, Xue'er should have killed him when he came." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth, and he said, "No, no, no, Yang Xuyan, I want to leave it to Shi Zhixuan." This kid's identity and personality can naturally become Shi Zhixuan's fetters, although I think Shi Zhixuan may be disheartened, but it is always right to leave more hole cards in your hand. (To be continued.) )