Husband, Don't Be Panic

Chapter 320

Yao Guang was so careless that she didn't notice all the little actions she did when she was talking to the girl. She behaved exactly as expected. She was desperate, numb and frustrated. Yao Guang relaxed her vigilance. He forgot that Sanskrit was only a teenager, but she was a saint taught by Xiao Yunjing!

The edge of the sword has come out of its sheath, shining a faint dark light.

Yao Guang lowered his head and looked at her dead, as if unexpected, as if sneering.

She looked at him fearlessly, and her eyes were cold and hateful. Her face was smiling and she was like a spring flower. "My disciples have studied hard under my master for these days, and I should be able to grow with her."

After saying that, the sword blade splits again like spitting a message and poisonous tongue. After knowing that Yao Guang is not able to move easily, she will not be entangled with her here. She does not expect her three moves and two moves to win over the man. She just wants to delay for a moment and at least have a chance to let herself go.

However, what she expected was too satisfactory. Yao Guang did not think that she was suddenly in trouble. However, she did not think that she was so weak. After that sword was thrust out, she felt an irresistible numbness and powerlessness all over her body. The Sanskrit voice suddenly shocked. When she was about to stab the second sword, she suddenly felt numb and numb in both shoulders,

? Yao Guang did not know which one had been stabbed Genxian, suddenly furious, grabbed her neck, shook her hand, rolled her up from the couch, and directly threw her out.

? His hand was very heavy, and the back of Sanskrit hit the wall heavily. In a moment, she felt that all the internal organs would be crushed by an invisible hand. She bent down in pain, and the blood trickled down on the sky blue floor tiles along the corner of her lips. Yao Guang was not soft hearted. She slowly stepped forward to pick up the sword, pointed it at her eyebrow and sneered, "I want to kill the teacher You're far from it. "

Sanskrit seemed to want to look up and scold, but suddenly exclaimed. Subconsciously, he covered his abdomen with his hands. There was a pain in one part of his body. His limbs were very sour. It seemed that something was rapidly precipitating and disappearing. A little bit of it flowed out of the body and gurgled out. It is so warm indoors, but it seems to be floating in the snow in winter. I teach her to be cold from inside to outside.

Cold sweat has wet temples, she covered her abdomen..

Yao Guang stepped forward and said, "you..."

just at the moment when he was distracted, Sanskrit gave a sneer and released his hand protecting his abdomen. When his sleeve was turned over, the sword light was tilted and he chopped it like lightning. His hand was a killing move!

The distance is too close, he subconsciously folds behind the back, but has not completely dodged. With a sound, the sword left a deep visible scar on his shoulder, and the blood gushed out in a flash, quickly soaked into his clothes, and then flowed out layer by layer.

At that moment, the feeling of piercing into the skin and splitting the blood vessels made Sanskrit tremble. It was not clear whether it was fear or excitement. He even forgot his injury at this time.

The man staggered and took a step back.

Sanskrit gritted his teeth and stabbed her again. However, the man in front of her disappeared from her face with a long sleeve move. At the next moment, she gathered again like smoke, and appeared behind her with a sneer. Her hand was like electricity, and a finger was pointing at her back, which was like a ghost.

"You..." limbs quickly paralyzed, Sanskrit fell in the arms full of the smell of blood, Yao Guang seems to be unable to feel the pain caused by the wound on his body, just gently and lowly opened his mouth, "you are not my opponent, Sanskrit ah, why don't you understand? If you can't resist it, you have to learn to be soft. "

He slowly put her on the bed, like a husband who loves his wife, but with one hand he pulled out her wooden hairpin and frivolously stroked back and forth on her chin. Sanskrit bit her lower lip, and his eyes turned the humiliation into anger.

"It's too dangerous. In case you do something stupid, I'll take it away." Yao Guang said faintly, "when do you want to eat, call me again. Let me remind you that you may still have the capital to fight with me in the heyday. If you go on starving like this, you will not have any room left for you. "

When Xiaohan died, he quickly found another maid to serve the food and daily life of fanyin. This maid and Xiaohan are no two years old. She is also delicate and delicate. If she is busy with her back to fanyin, she often mistakenly thinks that Xiaohan is still alive.

Maybe he has already hated Yao Guang, but there is a saying that a man is right. If he can't resist, he has to learn to be soft.

She no longer resisted to eat. She looked like a puppet doll. After more than ten days, Yaoguang finally relaxed her vigilance and even allowed her to go out for a walk in the evening.

The difference between a little maid and a little Han is that the latter is quiet and quiet, but the little maid is a chirping and lively temperament. "Ah, little miss, you are really lucky. It can be said that you are so pampered by your husband. The maid is also blessed. Sir, you are gentle and elegant, but you are generous. Compared with those squires who have bad water, I don't know how much better you are!"

Sanskrit laughs bitterly and doesn't know how to answer.

Tell her that Yao Guang is a hypocrite with different opinions? Is he a murderer? What can they do with their two weak women alone?At night.

Dark red curtain dancing with the wind, between the light and the dark, a green dress slowly walk into the dark.

"How is it going?"

A hand stretched out from the curtain. No, to be exact, it was the white skeleton of one hand. There was a small jade pendant hanging on it. It was the doorman's order to bury the world palace.

"Good." Yao Guang smiles and reaches out a hand to take the jade pendant. After carefully examining and confirming it, a trace of fleeting disgust passes between his eyebrows, and his palm presses hard, and the jade pendant turns into powder in an instant.

"It seems that Yan Yi has already known about it." Yao Guang suddenly flattened his hands and made a seal in the air. His five fingers lit up a dark blue flame. The complicated runes were drawn in a flowing stream. He murmured, "get up!"

The dark red curtain has no wind automatically. There are more than 20 white bones arranged neatly behind it!

What's more strange is that there is not a trace of flesh on Bai Gu's body, which is completely removed. However, he is wearing ordinary people's robes with different human faces on his face. All of them are smiling.

If the little girl sees this scene, I'm afraid she will faint. Then, she will never wake up again. She won't even have a chance to know that it was Yao Guang, the "gentle and elegant" gentleman who started it.

These are the dead souls who died under him. The methods of death are cruel and painful. A wisp of remnant souls condenses strong resentment and is confined here by Yao Guang. If the body of pure Yang doesn't enter here, he will be washed away by the evil wind and lose his mind.

Yao Guang walked forward step by step and drew a small wound on his brow. The blood bead seeped out from the gap. Unexpectedly, it didn't fall on the ground, but turned into countless red threads, twining every white bone's neck and limbs. Yao Guang's eyes were completely filled with ink, and the dark blue lines were like spider webs in that face Spread up and spread like a ghost.

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked, and the girl's voice came from outside, "sir! No, sir! Go and have a look

Yao light between the eyes of a flash of cold, suddenly kill the idea of awe inspiring!