Holographic Sword III Private GM

The little yellow chicken was so frightened that he shrank back into the door again and again, but he never thought that the door was pushed out, and his head happened to be stuck in the crack of the door, so that the excited white-haired Persian cat with different eyes jumped straight at him. with.

The little yellow chicken let out a terrified scream, and the next second it was swallowed whole by the big cat, leaving only two little claws stretched out and kicking wildly.

"Chichijiji(>﹏<.)~..." The little yellow chicken was about to faint, thinking that he was about to die, but found that the big cat not only didn't eat it, but held it in his mouth. Stop running.

Until it came to the old tree with purple flowers, the white cat sniffed here and there, and finally got the courage to sneak into Tianze Building through an open window.

There was no one in the reception hall in the building, and in the middle of the night, even Luo Fuxian, who was serving Ye Ying, retreated to rest.

The big white cat held the little yellow chicken with its small paws sticking out of its mouth, and after it nimbly climbed up to the altar with exquisite fruits and pastries, it spit out the little yellow chicken with a puff.

"..." The little yellow chicken, who was about to faint, rolled and rolled on the altar, and when he finally stopped, his body was already soaked in cat saliva. Xiang Ash, his eyes are blurry, and his little paws are so stiff that he can't even stand up.

Unexpectedly, the white cat stared blankly at it for a while, but didn't eat it. It just stuck out its tongue and gently licked the tip of the little yellow chicken's shaved buttocks.

Aww! ! !The little yellow chicken turned over and jumped up in fright, and the big white cat was also startled by the little yellow chicken's reaction.

Originally, the hall was extremely quiet, but when the little yellow chicken was panicking, he heard a low panting sound suddenly coming from the inner room, as if echoing the rhythm of some kind of intense action, the panting sound suddenly became louder , the moan that was still desperately enduring before also began to become more tactful and high-pitched.

Little Yellow Chicken: "..."

Big White Cat: "???"

The little yellow chicken stiffened as if being struck by a nine-day mysterious lightning, and fell down on the table in a daze. All eyes were full of the scene of Zhuang Hua Yeying being crushed on the bed by Li Chengen's gangster.

The string in Lian Zheng's mind was finally properly blown out in Ye Ying's last raised note...

The big white cat tilted its head and looked into the inner room in confusion, as if it wanted to go in and investigate, but then turned around and saw the chick it brought just now was silently lying on the table, and its life and death were unknown for a while_(: з"∠)_.

"Meow?!" The big white cat stretched out a fat paw in fear and pressed the limp little yellow chicken.

The little yellow chicken lay in the black shadows under the fruit bowl, seemingly unresponsive.

"Meow meow meow! Meow—meow meow!" The big white cat looked terrified, and kept nudging the little yellow chicken while screaming mournfully. The two people in the inner room, and even the disciple of the Ming Cult who was quietly stealing not far outside the building also sensed the strangeness of their pet.

Naturally, the little yellow chicken was taken aback, and recovered from the state of being stimulated, with a bad heart, just as it was trying to get up and rubbed its head against the big white cat to appease it as soon as possible, in the inner room A man with only a loose undershirt ran out in a hurry. The man was tall and strong. He was Li Chengen, the chief strategist. He saw the little yellow chicken and the big white cat on the altar table. Frowning slightly, he scanned the corners of the hall, and finally said to the inner room: "A wild cat has climbed onto the altar, it's all right."

There was no sound in the inner room, so Li Chengen held the cat by the neck with one hand and the little yellow chicken with the other, went to the door and threw them all out with a sullen face...

Not to mention the new marriage, the little yellow chicken was once again sucked into the mouth of the big white cat, with only a pair of small claws left to kick it indiscriminately. After a few minutes, it was graciously delivered to its owner by the big white cat .

Mingjiao, who was wearing a white hood, was hiding behind a porch at this time. The big white cat gleefully rubbed against his trousers, and suddenly spit out, and the little yellow chicken spit out again. .

Mingjiao looked at the dizzy little yellow chicken in surprise, and asked the big white cat, "Where did you find it?... But why does this little chicken look familiar?"

"Meow~" The big white cat licked its paws, and lightly pressed down on the little yellow chicken that was sitting on the spot and didn't dare to move rashly.

Mingjiao looked left and right, and finally found a bald hair on Ji Xiaomeng's butt, and heaved a sigh of relief, "I wonder how you can steal Ji Xiaomeng from that man, so it's not the same... like it?"

"Meow~＞▽＜."

"Then do whatever you like." Mingjiao curled the corners of his mouth, and happened to be facing the moonlight, and Lian Zheng could see his face clearly when he raised his head!

Fuck, it's you again, a stealthy thief =dish=!

The little yellow chicken chirped and chirped immediately, but it was a pity that no one lived in this quiet courtyard, and its sound was not strong enough to carry far.

"Even if you scream out loud, no one will come to save you, meow~" Mingjiao stroked his chin and laughed. Facing the bright moonlight, he took out a long white cloth wrapped tightly from behind without panic. Strips, the cloth strips were torn apart a little, and there was actually a sharp and unparalleled sword hidden inside. Although it was impossible to see where he stole the sword from for a while, it is certain that the things in the hidden sword villa, as long as he Being able to look at it is bound to be priceless.

Lian Zheng was decisively shocked by the boldness of the Mingjiao man, he immediately gave up the stupid way of chirping to attract the attention of other people in the villa, and took advantage of the Mingjiao man's admiration, and took the little yellow chicken Set it to sleep mode, and then immediately logged in to the hidden sword GM account that has now become private. After logging online in his own courtyard, Lian Zheng carried the sword and rushed towards the direction where the little yellow chicken was robbed without any delay. come out.

At the same time, the hidden sword warehouse was stolen, and the stunned Tibetan sword disciple woke up and shouted. The villa immediately sent a lot of search personnel. After half a cup of tea, even Ye Ying and Li Chengen, who had just fallen asleep from exhaustion, were alarmed up.

Lian Zheng ran across the roof fence a few times, and when he saw Mingjiao's figure, the Mingjiao man just put away the stolen goods, and turned to leave with the white cat with the chick in his arms.

It was at this moment that a light sword suddenly flew towards him, and Mingjiao fell back suddenly in shock, barely avoiding the death of being pierced through the chest.

"Aww Fake oil!" Mingjiao looked at Lian Zheng who suddenly appeared with bitterness and hatred on his face. The big white cat stood at his feet and turned around anxiously. After a moment of hesitation, it first hid the little yellow chicken inside. In the bushes under the nearby tree, he returned to his master and confronted Lian Zheng again.

"It's dangerous if you make it like this, Yuzumian from the Central Plains!"

"Meow meow meow!"

The Mingjiao man glared at Lian Zheng together with the big white cat.

Lian Zheng spread his hands and said with an innocent expression: "Who told you to steal my things."

The Mingjiao man was stunned for a moment, subconsciously clutching the package on his back, and said with a heartbroken face: "Can you see that for the sake of being a fellow player, if I sell the item, how about we split it fifty-fifty?"

Lian Zheng said without changing his face, "Five five?"

"At most you seven and I three!" Mingjiao's voice fell, seeing that Lian Zheng was not moved at all, so he said angrily: "Then how much do you want?! Tell you, I also have backbone!" The double knives in the sheath are as curved as the crescent moon.

Lian Zheng seemed to think about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "That's not good. What's in my house is mine. How can you share it?" He was wearing a light yellow suit, and he was obviously a disciple of Tibetan swords.

"Damn it, then what are you talking about with me!" The Mingjiao man's strange eyes became very strange in an instant, and the scimitar in his hand also glowed white.

With the level of the Mingjiao men, it is impossible to escape from Lian Zheng's hands, but unfortunately, after several fierce fights, the Mingjiao men suddenly noticed a large group of Tibetan swordsmen holding torches approaching not far away. , he paused for a moment, then slid out of the battle circle with ease, and quickly took out a pack of medicine powder from his arms and sprinkled it on Lian Zheng.

Lian Zheng was facing the wind, and the white powder was almost unavoidable. He had no idea that the man, as a member of the Mingjiao, would be poisonous. Just when he was shocked, the Mingjiao figure in front of him suddenly flickered and disappeared immediately. .

Oops, I escaped by invisibility... Lian Zheng frowned, took a few quick steps and ran under the tree, only to feel relieved when he saw the little yellow chicken lying there intact and whimpering.

As for the white powder stained on the body, what kind of poison is it?It was clearly just a bag of salt.

But Lian Zheng's eyes flickered for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

One minute later, the group of people finally found the first disciple of Ye Ying, the owner of the estate who was unconscious and suspected of being poisoned, and the same unconscious chick hidden in the first disciple's arms in a remote courtyard.