The empress happily sprayed perfume on her body, took off her gas mask, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

He swept to Ren Baqian with a bad look: "Why do I feel like braised pork on my body?"

Ren Baqian was confused:???

Sniff!

"It's obviously a night of fragrance..."

"It's the taste of braised pork. I've eaten it!" The empress's face tended to turn darker. She looked like she was not bullying me.

"But I smell it a strong fragrance..." Ren Baqian felt that he was wronged, and the person who brought the perfume clearly said it was the smell of Ye Lai Xiang.

"Woo--it smells even worse!" Lin Qiaole cried non-stop...

"Maybe Your Majesty has a sensitive sense of smell? After all, those perfumers are just ordinary people, and their sense of smell is definitely not as good as Your Majesty." Ren Baqian learned and sold it now. If it was a single smell, then everyone might smell very close. But the two smells can be mixed, and depending on the different sense of smell, it is entirely possible to smell two smells.

It’s just that the difference between braised pork and Ye Laixiang is a bit big…

The empress's face turned dark and dark, and it took her a long time to breathe a sigh of relief.

No matter what, braised pork tastes better than before, just a little hungry...

...

"Dang!" Xi Wanya's long sword slashed out like a strong wind. The opponent's weapon almost broke out as soon as he fought, and the empty door on his chest was exposed.

Xi Wanya's body rotated and slashed out three swords. With the help of the twisting force of his body, he quickly passed one sword, and one sword was stronger than one sword. The speed of the third sword was half faster than the first sword, and his strength was almost twice as strong.

Several god wheels on the opposite side were directly chopped into the city.

The Qingyun Sword was about to rescue him, but suddenly felt a momentum rising from the sky in the distance, and his eyebrows were twisted.

It's Qi Zixiao's breath

She knew that Xiwanya was coming.

Xi Wanya directly took the knife behind him and looked into the distance, then said coldly: "I'll give up today. I'll wash it clean tomorrow so that I won't dirty the knife of the protector."

"I want to leave? No way!" Qingyun Jian shouted loudly, a touch of red appeared on his face, and his body grew bigger out of thin air. The long sword in the air suddenly turned into thousands of long swords of streaming light, turning into sword rain all over the sky, covering the entire city. The power of each long sword of streaming light is equivalent to the power of his casual blow.

The empress is not dead. If she and Xiwanya are allowed to join each other again, they will have no chance.

When he used this sword, he immediately felt like a deflated ball, and his whole body felt a scent of gray. There were more wrinkles on his face, as if he was twenty years old and his body was shaking.

"This is also interesting!" Xi Wanya laughed loudly, dragged the long sword to his side, and his breath surged, and then he suddenly waved it into the sky.

A huge and bright sword light suddenly shone through the entire sky, and the sword seemed to split the sky.

People near the city walls could even hear the sound of cloth tearing, which was the sound of this knife tearing the air.

The sword rain in the air collided with the huge sword light, and the sword lights shattered one after another. The sword light seemed to have encountered some obstacles. The strong wind rolled up everywhere, and some people were unable to stand and retreated one after another.

However, when hundreds of sword lights shattered, the sword light became dimmer and dimmer, and finally suddenly opened like glass.

The remaining hundreds of sword lights swarmed down and headed straight for the stream and cliffs below.

Then came sword lights that met the sword lights in the sky.

After a loud bang, the entire city wall was smashed to a distance of five meters wide.

When the dust disappeared, Xi Wanya was standing there, with blood oozing from her body.

"Not bad." Xi Wanya looked in the direction of Qingyun Sword, with a look of admiration on his face. This was the biggest compliment he gave to the enemy.

But when Qingyun Sword saw this scene, another mouthful of blood popped out, and his face became even more desolate.

Even this sword cannot do anything to the other party. Qi Zixiao is so powerful, and Xiwanya is the same. The talent of the ancient clan is really enviable, and it is so envious.

"Get out your troops and follow me to welcome Your Majesty into the camp." said Langsheng, Xiwanya.

At this moment, he felt a warning in his heart. He turned his head to look at him and saw an old man holding a paper umbrella standing there looking at him. The old man's breath was faint, but the paper umbrella made him feel a little horrible.

Chang Tian looked at Xi Wanya with a smile on his face and said, "I seem to have learned a lot in my life, but in fact I have only learned one trick in my life. Come and take a look."

"Okay!" Xi Wanya nodded, and the long knife in his hand was no longer dragged aside, but was placed obliquely on his chest, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

"I'm afraid I can't do what I promised you." Chang Tian turned his head and said, his eyes turning to an old woman in the distance.

I remember you like samicelli, yellow, and smell very good. Chang Tian thought in his heart, but he didn't say it.

"Chang Tian!" The old woman's face changed.

Chang Tian smiled at her, turned his head to look at Xi Wanya, his face became solemn, staring at the paper umbrella that was erected between his eyebrows, and his heart was calm and pious, as if he was offering sacrifices to God, doing the most solemn and solemn thing. He poured all his mind into the umbrella, and then his whole body flashed and crossed hundreds of meters.

The hand is still a paper umbrella, but in everyone's eyes it is a spear. Everyone can only see this gun, as if there is nothing else between heaven and earth except this gun, as if this gun existed forever when the world first opened, and it was not seen until this time.

This is a shot that can penetrate the world.

As fast as a shooting star?

Faster than a meteor.

When he was about to reach Xiwanya, he saw that figure flashed, and the tip of the gun came to him. The tip of the gun occupied all his sight. His heart was beating wildly, and this was an extreme crisis.

All Xi Wanya can do is to block the knife before this shot and block the sure-killing shot.

"Ding!" The gun ran into the blade with only a slight sound, as if a nail fell to the ground.

"puff!"

Xi Wanya looked down and saw a paper umbrella penetrated the blade and his body. The blood dyed the white umbrella red, just like the painting of red plums in the snow that he had seen before.

"Protector!" Everyone shouted in the distance, and the other two divine wheels ran towards this place, but were entangled.

"Not bad! It's a pity that it's a little bit." Xi Wanya raised his head and grinned at Chang Tian, ​​full of blood.

"What a pity." Chang Tian felt a little regretful and a little sad.

Just now, Xi Wanya lifted the blade to the side when it was touching the blade, which made Chang Tian's shot tilt a little.

It is precisely because of this that Xiwanya avoided the vital points.

"What's your name?" Xi Wanya said seriously. This shot is worth remembering his name.

"Changtian, the unpredictable things, the lawless heaven." Changtian said softly.

"Remember." Xi Wanya nodded and asked again: "Does this shot have a name?"

"Wu Ming, this shot is called Wu Ming!"

"What a Chang Tian, ​​what a Wuming!" Xi Wanya laughed and spurted blood from his mouth. His body retreated suddenly. When he pulled out the umbrella from his body, blood spurted out from the wound in front of him and behind him.

"Get out!" Xi Wanya shouted.

The ancient clan army left some of the bodies, dispersing like a tide.

"Chang Tian!" The old woman in the distance rushed to Chang Tian's side. She saw him maintaining his just posture, smiling on his face, and looking into the distance, as if she was looking at the world where she was born and raised.
Chapter completed!