Infinite World Projection

Infinite World Projection Chapter 142

In the eyes of several women, his face instantly became dull, and the whole person seemed completely unconscious, as if he had been hypnotized.

"It's rare to run into a warrior on this large grassland, but I can't let you run away."

Among the three women, the headed woman smiled.

On the sky, a faint sunlight shone down, revealing the appearance of the woman.

This is a very good-looking woman, she doesn't look very old, she is only in her early twenties, she has a delicate and beautiful appearance. Although she is wearing a black robe, she still can't hide her attractive figure.

She stood quietly in front of the man, just looking at him, instantly made him lose the power to resist, and the whole person became dull.

"Hurry up and ask."

Standing on the spot, looking at the man in front of him, the woman frowned: "He has a very serious injury. If you delay it any longer, I'm afraid I will die."

"Yes."

Beside the woman, the other two women glanced at each other, then unanimously stepped forward and began to question the man.

They didn't use any special methods, so they just started asking questions directly.

Before the current state, all the man's mentality seemed to have disappeared, and he asked all questions without any effort.

In just a moment, the three asked everything they wanted to ask.

"interesting......."

Looking at the hideous wound on the man's chest, the woman didn't feel scared at all, but smiled.

"Another young genius?"

"Although this person is not strong in will, he is actually not bad in martial arts. That person can beat him like this, on this grassland, it is considered good."

Beside the woman, a woman in her early thirties spoke softly.

"have a look."

The woman was noncommittal, but turned around silently: "Come on this grassland, and have found nothing for many days. Since it's rare to run into one, let's take it back and try it."

"Maybe, what surprises there will be?"

She smiled, as if thinking of something interesting, she said so.

Accompanied by the faint sound of horseshoes, their silhouettes quickly disappeared, heading in a certain direction in the distance.

..................

"someone is coming......."

On the other side, Chen Changming frowned as he felt the movement in the distance.

If the man came here before, he must be surprised by Chen Changming's performance.

Earlier, the short sword penetrated Chen Changming's chest, and the injury caused was absolutely fatal.

But after only a moment, Chen Changming was already able to move freely, looking like a okay person.

The reason for this is naturally the help of life energy.

If Chen Changming is so life-saving, if he is not sure, it is naturally impossible to harm the enemy with that life-threatening style of play.

The reason why he is like this is just relying on his own life energy to assist him.

With the existence of life energy, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as he can't kill Chen Changming in one breath, he can recover.

The previous sword injury may have been fatal to others, but to Chen Changming, it was nothing more than an ordinary minor injury.

On the side, Qi Qimu hugged Chen Changming, crying and crackling there.

She didn't know that Chen Changming was actually fine, she could only see the scary wound on Chen Changming's body and the blood that was constantly bleeding.

Chen Changming lightly touched Qi Qimu's head, felt the movement from afar, and generally hugged him, and was about to leave.

However, his movements were a step slower.

When he heard the hooves of horses in the distance, it meant that the opponent was not far away from him.

Slight noises came from a distance.

When the figure in the distance gradually became clear, three figures slowly appeared in front of Chen Changming's eyes.

Those are three women in black robes.

The woman wore a black robe, which looked uniform and uniform.

They came from a distance, and they had a tacit understanding of blocking the three directions, blocking Chen Changming's path directly.

Chen Changming frowned.

The comer is not good.

This thought flashed through his mind, and his face slowly became serious.

In front of him, the three women stood in front of them, standing quietly there, looking at him up and down.

The faint sunlight shone down.

In the bright dim light, Chen Changming was handsome and fair-skinned. Although he was still young, he was only a fourteen or five-year-old boy, but he carried a sense of iron and blood that his peers did not have.

He sat alone on those red horses, the wound on his chest was still there, and a little bit of crimson blood dripped from it, but he was not half embarrassed, but had a terrifying spirit, which was unforgettable at first sight.

"What a heroic young man."

Looking ahead, Chen Changming, who was holding a knife in his right arm and holding the little girl in his left arm, showed a little smile on the face of the headed woman, with some appreciation in her heart.

The swordsman added himself without fear, the violent wounds were decent and his face remained unchanged.

Regardless of his actual skill, such a tolerance is also considered rare.

"Aunt Mei, take him down and take him away together."

She waved her hand with a slight smile on her face.

Beside her, a woman in her early thirties stepped out, a black robe all over her body was very eye-catching.

She looked very calm on her face, so she approached Chen Changming's horse like this and patted it directly.

The violent wind swept all over.