The white smoke drifted through the air, and there was another pleasant fragrance.

This scent is not only very good, but also indescribable. Whether it is a round-faced man or a large rat, he can breathe this scent uncontrollably.

Shuoshu and their movements also stopped, and they all looked at the gate together.

"Swish—"

The oriole coughed, and looked up with difficulty, only to see white smoke floating in the air, a woman in white gauze floated in, holding a shamisen in her hand.

She is tall and tall, with beautiful hair like a cloud, and her temperament is more noble and beautiful, and her face is covered with a white gauze, which makes a beautiful face appear from time to time.

That obscure posture is intoxicating.

"Ding Ding Ding—"

I didn't see how she moved, but the shamisen played a series of notes, one by one like a drizzle, sneaking into their ears with the wind.

A dark fragrance also flows slowly in the stronghold because of the arrival of the white yarn woman, as if the mist is rising, and there is a sense of unreality that is also true and illusory.

"Ding--"

Why do people live?

Why struggle? Why suffer? Why don't you understand that only death is eternal rest?

Then the sound of the piano again began to tell the peace and beauty of death, as if it was announcing that all things should be done.

The **** of death's hand seemed to be helping to pluck the strings, persuading Shuoshu and them to give up everything and rest forever in the dream of death.

"flutter!"

The round-faced man yelled first, then turned the sharp knife and slammed the tip of the knife into his throat.

A stream of blood burst out, and the round-faced man tilted his head, and fell to the ground without even screaming.

"what--"

Then, the second man in black also yelled and slashed his backhand into his neck...

The third man in black also stabbed himself in the heart...

In the oriole's shocked gaze, the fourth, fifth, sixth...all the men brought by Shuoshu committed suicide one by one.

The remaining black mice also bitten each other madly, and did not let go of the cuts and bruises they bit each other, and finally died in the pleasant fragrance.

Blood on the floor.

The oriole was surprised: "What is going on?"

"kill!"

At this moment, Shuo Mouse's expression also became savage, but he quickly recovered a trace of sanity. He saw that something was wrong, and rushed up with a military thrust.

He wanted to kill the white yarn woman who walked in.

"Swish—"

The white gauze woman did not have the slightest fear, she still moved forward unhurriedly, and at the same time shot a foot of white cloth from her sleeve, hitting the army stab that Shuo Rat had hacked.

The white cloth intersects with the army thorns without making a sound, as if two swords are stuck together.

Then, the figure of the white gauze woman took advantage of the trend, and her shoulder lightly hit the mouse's chest.

"Snapped--"

Although the impact looked very light, Shuo Mouse's clothes were torn.

His bones also made a "crackling" intensive explosion, and blood flowed from the seven orifices of the white yarn woman like a stream.

There was an unbelievable look on Shuoshu's face, as if he didn't expect the other party to hurt himself easily.

"what--"

He let out an earth-shattering roar, turned around and ran away, as fast as a galloping horse, but before he ran out of the door, he saw the white yarn woman's right hand flicked.

"Swish—"

The shamisen fell silent for an instant, and the steel strings shot out like electricity, passed through the back of the mouse's head, and then came out through the mouth.

Finally, the steel string was retracted again, and the piano sounded again.

"flutter--"

Shuo Mouse kept its inertia and rushed out more than ten meters, seeing that his fingers were about to touch the car, suddenly, blood spurted from the front and back of his head, and he fell straight down.

Shuo Mouse fell to the ground, his body was constantly twitching, his face was bloody, and blood was spurting from his mouth and nose. He wanted to say something but couldn't say anything.

There was anger, unwillingness, and unspeakable fear in his eyes.

He never thought that the white yarn woman was so terrible.

"cough--"

Seeing Shuo Rats and them die so easily, the oriole was inexplicably cold. He should be happy to be born again, but he couldn't get excited.

The impact that the white yarn woman brought to him was too great, not only her piano sound and skill, but also her murderous indifference.

It was definitely not the precipitation that killed three melons and two dates, but it was rolled out of the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain.

So the white gauze woman looked over, and the oriole was not only unhappy, but cold all over, as if she had become a lamb in the eyes of the other party.

"You were injured and poisoned—"

The white yarn woman walked slowly towards the oriole. When the piano sound stopped, she also had a pill in her left hand: "Come on, take a pill to detoxify."

The corners of the oriole's mouth are moving: "Thank you lady, but I'm fine, I can carry it without taking medicine."

He rejected the colorful pill.

"Although these toxic fumes are not fatal, inhaling them is still harmful to the body."

The white gauze woman remained peaceful, pinching the colored pill and placing it on the oriole's mouth: "This pill is only good for you, no harm."

The oriole wanted to escape, but I don't know why, but the whole body didn't have the slightest strength, the neck became stiff, and the mouth opened invisibly.

"Hahaha—"

At this moment, a figure approached from far away with a big smile: "Wang Hao, it's fate, I didn't expect you to save my brother."

The Oriole's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and then she loosened her body. Ye Tianlong was clearly identified.

It's just that he was surprised, the woman in front of him is the princess?

"Great grace does not say thank you, I wrote down this kindness."

Ye Tianlong jumped to the oriole, and when he pulled him up, he also fed him two pills, and then threw them to the Tianmo who followed.

Tian Mo took the oriole and turned and left, obviously knowing that he could not stay here for long.

"This poisonous smoke can be easily solved, so the precious antidote of the princess will not be wasted!"

Ye Tianlong smiled brightly, watching the scented woman say: "Tianlong has seen the princess."

In the meantime, he also scanned the corpses all over the floor with his left light. Although he saw more cruel scenes, he still frowned slightly at this moment.

Ye Tianlong has discovered that many people committed suicide without reason.

Thinking that these people were all killed by the princess, and seeing the beautiful woman now, Ye Tianlong was shocked.

Seeing Ye Tianlong's appearance, Princess Anba took away her hand and the colored pills disappeared. Then she smiled: "Ye Shao really has a deep brotherhood..."

"I happened to pass by here today, and I came over to have a look when I heard the violent gunfire."

"I found a group of evil men besieging a person, and destroyed that group of evil men on a whim. I didn't expect that the person saved was Brother Ye Shao."

She is affectionate: "It seems that we are really fate..."

Facing the impeccable explanation of the princess, Ye Tianlong didn't say much, just smiled warmly:

"Madam, the breeze is just right, let's walk some distance together?"

Princess Anba smiled and stretched out her hand: "The way to be honest with each other..."