Empress True Colors

At this time, Jing Hengbo pulled Sister Cui and appeared half a foot away from the target.

There are people coming and going in the market, most of them are doing their own things, and no one notices that there is one less or more people around them.

Jing Hengbo first took a deep breath to make sure she was not feeling well—she was very worried that she would get poisoned after leaving the sight of the guards in the wilderness.

Strange, okay, is it because it's not far enough away?

"Do you have any weapons?" Jing Hengbo asked Sister Cui, relieved.

Hurry up if you want to do it, the guards will be there soon.

Sister Cui shook her head, the two women went shopping, where did they get the weapons, even if there were, they would have to be searched first.

Jing Hengbo searched around, and finally picked up a solid green brick, "Then this is it."

"Hmm!" Sister Cui held the green brick tightly, her eyes were shining, as if she was holding a Yitian sword.

Jing Hengbo pulled Sister Cui and approached the target first. The son was still watching the juggler with great interest, holding his chin, discussing with a clean-looking guy beside him.

"What do you think of that girl walking the rope?" He pointed his little finger at the girl who was walking the rope in the middle of the field, "Look at that face, June lotus; look at that butt, May peach petals, look at that leg...that leg ...that leg..."

He suddenly became short of breath, his eyes fixed on the legs in front of him.

The legs had suddenly appeared in front of his eyes just now.

As soon as the legs appeared, he pulled his eyes back from the busker's long legs and stuck them tightly.

The owner of the legs was walking in front of him with a strange pace, with her toes pointing to the ground and her heels slightly raised, the whole person seemed to be dancing, exuding a heart-pounding charm. When she passed in front of him, her fingers moved the skirt intentionally a flirt...

Wow—

This group of eyes are straight.

This beauty didn't even wear trousers under her skirt!

This beauty's skirt turned out to be slit! The hairpin is on the thigh, and you can't see it when you walk normally. This tease...

With this touch, I felt the white and dazzling skin in front of my eyes, and the strange pearly skin...

The beauty is holding her waist pant, one hand on her waist, slightly sideways, her legs leaning forward at a right angle, and she can see round thighs, slender calves, delicate ankles, beautiful curves, stretching straight up to her small waist...

This flirt is not a skirt, it is obviously a person...

There was silence all around for a while, and at this moment, no one saw the **** the rope fall down.

On the opposite wall, someone seems to have taken a breath...

Jing Hengbo smiled brightly, held his finger on the edge of the skirt, and slowly moved it up...

Everyone held their breath, their eyes were full of anticipation, the brocade-clothed young master couldn't help but left the heavy guards, and took two steps forward.

Jing Hengbo smiled even more happily.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound, as if a fresh watermelon was about to be cut open, and it sounded crunchy and clear.

"Pfft" a splash of blood, there are some white things in the bright red, like unripe white watermelon seeds splashed out.

"Ah." There was a scream, like a desperate desperate wolf howling.

The sound woke everyone up, and they looked back suddenly, only to see that at some time, there was a woman beside the young master. The woman's face was frightened, and she was holding half of the **** green brick in her hand, and the other half of the blue brick fell to the ground, spattering a pool of blood. open.

Needless to say, this solid blue brick was slapped off severely on the head of the young master.

"Killer—"

With a cry of alarm, everyone gathered around one after another, and Jing Hengbo grabbed Sister Cui who was still in a daze to avenge his revenge, "Let's go!"

The crowd was rushing in this direction. At this time, she didn't dare to use teleportation. If she disappeared in full view, she would definitely be burned as a monster.

She had no choice but to drag Sister Cui to run out, and the voice of "Stop! Don't run" sounded behind her, and someone from the other guards had already reacted and chased after her.

"There are few people over there!" Sister Cui panicked and wanted to run in a direction where there were few people.

"No! This way!" Jing Hengbo held Sister Cui tightly, and slipped into the most crowded crowd.

Seeing her rushing into the crowded crowd, the pursuers sneered and lost their urgency—Jing Hengbo's target is so obvious, it's easy to recognize when she sneaks into the crowd. On the contrary, she herself will be unable to move because of the crowd, and will soon be caught. catch up.

"Stop that group of people, they're right there!" The thugs caught up and stopped the group of people. But when they controlled the crowd and drove in to find someone, where was the beautiful woman with the slit in her skirt just now?

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"Huchihuchi..." Jing Hengbo slammed into an alley, panting against the wall, and hurriedly took off his high-heeled shoes and rubbed his feet, "Fuck, it's too crowded, my sister almost couldn't use it, and almost sprained her feet."

Sister Cui looked at her stockings and high heels in admiration. She never understood why Jing Hengbo didn't wear trousers under the long skirt, but wore those weird stockings and high heels. Travel essential magic weapon.

Only now did she feel exhausted, leaning against the corner of the wall and sitting slumped, raised her hands in a daze and looked at them, blood stained on her hands.

That slap just now... was really ruthless.

I exhausted all my strength to turn the hatred, pain, loneliness, and despair of the three years since the family was destroyed into a single blow. If you keep hitting the skull of your enemy, you will not be able to shatter the pain and nightmare of this life.

Not far away, there was the vague sound of chasing soldiers again. Sister Cui glanced at Jing Hengbo. She was leaning against the wall panting, and she seemed to have no strength to teleport anymore.

Sister Cui got up, without wiping her hands, leaning on the wall to look at Jing Hengbo, she suddenly said: "Let's go separately."

Jing Hengbo was startled.

She was the one who helped Sister Cui to avenge just now, and everyone's attention was on her, and she was tall and beautiful, with an obvious target. Speaking of which, once she walked in the crowd, she was more dangerous than Sister Cui, the real murderer.

Sister Cui wanted to leave separately, because she was afraid of being implicated?

Jing Hengbo suddenly felt a little discouraged, and lazily rested his chin, and said, "Okay, then you go out from the west alley, and I will go from the east, and try to go back to the inn to meet up."

Sister Cui didn't say anything, she took a deep look at her and walked out.

Jing Hengbo said suddenly: "You don't plan to go back to the inn, do you?"

Sister Cui stopped in her tracks.

"You don't like shopping, but today you pulled me out uncharacteristically. You knew you would meet your enemies here, didn't you?" Jing Hengbo didn't look up, his tone was very light, and he slowly picked his nails with his fingers.

The nail polish had already peeled off and looked mottled, and there was no nail polish around her to put it on, so it looked ugly no matter what, she peeled off piece by piece, and her movements were a bit vicious.

Miss Cui was silent.

"You don't usually have a good relationship with me, but you followed me out of Fenglaiqi, didn't you take the opportunity to come out for revenge?" Jing Hengbo rubbed his nails against the wall a little irritably, "You know I have The ability to teleport, do you think I will be able to help you sooner or later? So you followed all the way, but later you were unlucky and were guarded. Who knew that you actually entered the city today, and you really met your enemy. You're lucky."

There was a movement in her heart, and she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Some things were too coincidental, and it should not be a coincidence that Sister Cui could arrange at all.

It's just that I'm depressed at the moment, and I don't bother to think about it.

She drooped her eyelids, thinking that if it was Jingyun, she might be weak and faint, but she should be with her, right?

Sister Cui still didn't speak, and stood with her back to her, the blood on her finger slowly accumulated into a drop of blood, and then fell down smoothly, making a chucking sound, which made people feel irritated.

After a while she said dumbly: "I'll take a step first."

Jing Hengbo hummed, and lazily turned over, like a frustrated cat who just wanted to show its belly.

At this moment, she missed the trio in the institute very much.

The sound of Sister Cui's footsteps had already left the alley, Jing Hengbo was about to stand up and go out from another direction, when he suddenly heard a cry of surprise, Sister Cui had already stepped back and stepped back.

She turned her gaze to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "You...you..."

It was only then that Jing Hengbo saw that at some time, a **** arm came in from the corner of the alley, groped on the ground, and tremblingly grabbed her ankle.

At the same time, a rather pleasant voice whimpered miserably: "Don't... go... I... die... so... miserable... ah..."

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The back alleys, the cold wind, the shadows, the broken arms moving on the ground, the **** fingers, and the horror of killing someone just now are still there.

Enough thriller.

Sister Cui raised her foot, as if she wanted to step on it, but her five fingers dripping with blood all of a sudden snapped up, and she let out an "ah" and fell down with her eyes rolling.

Jing Hengbo also screamed "Ah".

In an instant, Zhenzijia, coconut, Churenmei, and Nie Xiaoqian all came back to life in his mind, crawling out from TV, books, tapes, elevators, and walls...

Jing Hengbo was about to run away, but suddenly her feet tightened, her scalp exploded, and she slowly lowered her head.

Those **** hands had already grabbed her ankles.

The faint sobs lingered in her ears.

"You...seduct...me...ah...you...deceive...me...become a ghost..."

The ankle was cold and sticky, like a dead snake wrapped around her tightly, Jing Hengbo held back his nausea, and flicked his feet desperately, "Get out! Get out!"

Her limp hand was thrown away by her, and even her high heels were thrown out. Jing Hengbo didn't care to pick it up, and ran away.

After a few moments of running, she suddenly thought that the box had been taken away by the beauty in black, and this pair of high heels was the only pair left. Thinking of this, she was heartbroken—how could she leave this one and only beloved high heels behind!

"Give it back to me!" She jumped back barefoot, snatched her high-heeled shoes from the hand, hung them on her waist without thinking about wearing them, turned around and ran.

The ghost hand who snatched the high heels didn't seem to expect that someone could turn around and "snatch the shoe with the ghost hand", and froze with five fingers.

"Hey." An uncontrollable chuckle echoed in the alley.

Jing Hengbo froze as he rushed forward.

This laughter...familiar!

Where did you hear it?

Ghosts laugh like that?

She turned her head slowly, the alley was empty, Sister Cui fainted on the ground, beside her was still the arm, a dark red brocade sleeve was exposed from the corner of the wall, it was the dude's clothes just now, at the end of the sleeve was a slender hand, fingers His head suddenly ticked at her.