The organizing son approached room way

Late into the night, few black dress person from housetop float however, straight at about my to reading anything buy easy zhang language cold room.


Originally lying in bed was about to go to sleep the warm-hearted son heard frisco, immediately jumped out of bed, "little special, you have not heard?"


"Huh." Demon plays the game should be the voice in his hand.


"You look at yung yung out." Looking at the bedside warm-hearted son red yung yung way.


Red yung yung should be the sound will disappear in the room, The organizing son went to demons nearby, sat opposite to him poured cup tea sip, then a grabbed the demons in the hands of a game played up.


Demons first white her a quick glance, then turn into a mirror, and to the mirror according to his own two magic horn, and he does not understand, so has the individuality two horns warm-hearted son how to become a horn there? How did he see all how to feel his the two horns cool!


After a while, with open sound, red yung yung into the room, "miss, have an assassin, see situation should is to kill the sovereign."


"Oh, interesting, we went to see." Say that finish, warm-hearted son into your video game threw the demons, with the red yung yung left the room, dynasty zhang language cold room to walk.


They finally a approach, "touch" of 1, saw two doors is broken, a black dress person is kicked out, red yung yung see this, stopped in front, "miss warm-hearted son be careful."


"Nothing." Should the sound, warm-hearted son toward the room look, see zhang language cold and his four attendants and several black dress person is getting on like a house on fire.


These black dress person looks not generally assassin ah, from their moves look, is a recruit than a recruit also poison, and warm-hearted son look at out, their swords is wipe toxic; But zhang language cold of fighting skill also not weak, of four of his attendants nor pursuasive only generation, several recruit down, these men have not sustain the.


Are fighting zhang language outside canthus aiming to cold warm-hearted son,WangShun heart a nasty, deep fear she meet danger, but a distraction, hand was side of the assassin to stab the rocks, blood flow to come out, instantaneous stood outside the organizing son, seeing this heart a tight toward nearby red yung yung way: "yung yung, to help."


Red yung yung nodded, then blunt go up, quickly, and several black dress person all give cure lived, room except zhang language cold, and other four people are exaggerated stare eyes looking at the red yung yung, have never thought a woman of kung fu is incredibly so high.


Zhang language cold holding the injured hand, cold track, "throw them all to kill."


"Stop it." , "how could you disorderly murder?"


"Don't kill them, don't wait for them to kill me?" Zhang language a bit dim way. Head cold


"I let yung yung put their fighting skill screwingwith not line." Say that finish, warm-hearted son towards red yung yung signaled a eyes, he walked towards zhang language cold side.


Give me your hand to see." The organizing son way.


"What is your stem?" Zhang language cold don't understand word.


"Nonsense, of course, is to see you hurt badly not heavy pull." Say that finish, warm-hearted son stretched out his hand and took up his injured hand, see the wound black, heart dark scold a way: indeed as expected poisonous.


Curious watched warm-hearted son, zhang language cold was about to say what, and vomit a blood fainted, warm-hearted son heart in a hurry, worry shouted, "zhang language cold, zhang language cold......"


The second day noon, zhang language cold still unconscious, warm-hearted son heart although very urgent, but she knew that nasty not useless, watching in zhang language cold bed always cry snow yao, her fidgety shook his head, out of the room.


To his own room, warm-hearted son heart is not flooded went to bed a lie, "small te, how to do?"


"What?" Demon puzzled way.


"Was zhang language cold ah, I studied a night, still can not see what it is poison ah." The organizing son helpless way.


"Kui you be still is enlightened people disciple, really insults the vertex at the famous fame. He" Demon with disdain breath way.


"Go to go to, the teacher say with me poison little say that also has a hundred, but zhang language cold of this kind of poison I really haven't seen, also don't listen to master said." The organizing son out of bed way.


"So strange? What characteristics?" Demon way.


"It's strange, sometimes hot sometimes cold, the strangest is his palm..." The organizing son recalled.


"Hand" how?" Demon asked.


"There is a very strange marks, like a snake hovering up as well." The organizing son way.


Demon listened, first was silent for a moment, then a face of serious up, then he a pull up warm-hearted son toward zhang language cold room to walk.


See his in zhang language cold bed around looking at the bed, then hand raise zhang language cold hand looked and looked, he then sent in red, red yung yung yung yung ear spoke a few words, I saw the red yung yung listened slack-jawed in astonishment, then nodded turned off.


The organizing son saw his puzzling behavior, doubt way: "small, you see, drop exactly what?"