第七十三章夜战八方(12/23)

                                                                            而这世上，有些武功绝对不允许对手有半点松懈。
                                                                                                                                                                比如沈离秋的寒天吹雪，冷星寒的血狼剑。
                                                                                                                                                                比如，南宫熙的伏龙九式。
                                                                                                                                                                鲜血浸透单雷颐银白色右掌的同时，南宫星左手捏成的鹤嘴，也已深深地啄进了单雷颐的眼窝。
                                                                                                                                                                手指进入的并不深，但那凝固成锥的真气，却足以彻底穿透那柔软的凹陷。
                                                                                                                                                                南宫星的指间清晰地传来柔软的触感，那滑溜溜的圆球，让他感到一阵恶心，恶心的想吐。
                                                                                                                                                                他费力的拔出手，捂着腹侧血流如注的伤口，缓缓向后退开两步。
                                                                                                                                                                单雷颐剩下的那只眼睛瞪得很大、很圆，里面充满了惊愕，和来不及完全消退的奇妙欲望。
                                                                                                                                                                原本竖起的地方渐渐软化，散发出刺鼻的臊臭。
                                                                                                                                                                就像那根东西一样，单雷颐的身体也渐渐软化，然后，重重地倒下，那只染满了血的右手，随之褪去了诡异的银色，显露出被血红衬得格外苍白的肌肤。
                                                                                                             

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