Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

"It's true," she sighed softly. "If you don't believe me, you'll have to take it away. ”

Saying, Sex closed her eyes and let her listen.

If someone else was changed, she believed him, but the more vigilant the flowers were, the more suspicious she became.

Instead, she wanted to see if the son was truly unwilling to let his life go unnoticed.

With this in mind, she just deviated from the blade and suddenly suddenly raised extremely unexpectedly high, falling sharply.

However, Sword Feng still had time to fall on the neck of Ning Zhi, who had already been stripped of a blood mark, and was beaten by a flying sword.

Afterwards, the stranger saw Xue Xue with Rin's murderous sword swept towards him.

Xue Xue Xue, though from such a hidden family as the Immortal Witch Nation, did not seem as powerful as rumored, only a few rounds have gradually become downwind.

“When!”

Xue Xue Xue next put a sword on the stranger, his palm sounded crisp, his palm shocked, the software in his hand almost came out.

“Bitch!” Xue Xue couldn't help but scold and gradually grew harsh in her eyes.

She took a few steps back, her mouth turned up and down, but she couldn't hear a single sound, making people feel a little strange.

In the air, something seemingly invisible is slowly brewing.

The strange flower was also in a strange state. He was about to take a look at it, but his familiar face suddenly changed a few points. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Xue Xue's wrist.

Xue Xue Xue's lips suddenly came together and looked at the flowers. “Son, she just killed you! She must pay for what she has done. ”

She said that she didn't play with the tricks anymore. If she lifted the sword directly, she would stab the stranger into the flower.

This time, I'd rather not stop it.

The stranger's eyes shrugged and was about to rise, but her body suddenly lightened, a familiar breath paved, her ears wind over, by the time she reacted, her body had settled steadily aside, unharmed.

However, Yan Beicheng, the owner of this breath, had his hair cut off. Unless Xue Xue Xue saw that the situation was not right, he hastily collected his sword, and was afraid that the assassin would not simply cut off a strand of hair.

Just now, he knew what kind of help he was. He came forward and scolded him with anger. "Xue Xue Xue, you're being rude! ”

Xue Xue's face sank a few points, but he lowered his head, "The disciple knows wrong. ”

“Go down.” I preferred to lower my voice and adjust my lower face, but I was sorry to go forward. “I was not strict, and I hope you two don't blame me. ”

At this moment, Yanbeicheng is turning around, pulling strangers to look around and check, seeing that she is not harmed, which is why he turned to anger: “Your girl is clearly the killer of pain. Why, can this sentence randomly erase the talent? ”

Between words, his pupils burst out a few dangerous colors.

“Bullshit!” Xue Xue Xue reported that he was angry at me. “If I hadn't arrived in time, your princess would have killed our son, and now you're still spraying blood here! Shame on you! ”

Yenbeicheng's eyebrows did not move, but he couldn't help but squeeze the hands of strangers into his palms. “This king is not here, naturally you say what is. ”