"Qiao Xinglian, stand and don't move, wait for me."

Still the same words, still standing in front of her to block everything for her, Xing Lian's nose felt sore, and he felt like a rotten rag was stuffed into his throat.

It's such an annoying feeling.

Throughout the journey, it was not very dangerous but difficult. He always stopped him and said tepidly: Wait for me.

But although it was hard at that time, it was not like this moment.

The mysterious clothes are like ink, and the white sword is like frost.

The first time I saw him so serious, did he make it clear that even he felt that the man and beast in front of him were very difficult?

She insisted on coming here, wasn't she wrong?

Is it a burden for him to take her with me?

If she is not here, even if she cannot win, she should always have the ability to withdraw, right?

Si Feng Jingyan frowned slightly before he could answer, and looked back at the woman with a weird expression. He couldn't help but hold the corner of his mouth, "Qiao Xinglian, this is not like you."

"What's not like me? I want you to care about other people's business and stop whining to me." Self-blame turned into anger and suddenly rose. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the woman who was still gently stroking Mo Ye in front of her, "Mo Ye, what about Mo Ye? If I don't think I'm dead, two fight two, fair, whoever loses wins and wins now, it's too early!"

Standing behind her is not her Xinglian style. Even if she occasionally steals a lazy nest and enjoys her success,... she will only live to death. Now, she should not owe him anything!

Before the other party could move, the red light emitted a dazzling light, and the sixth-level mysterious spiritual power was fully opened, covering the red lotus, and flashed and headed towards a person and a beast in front.

The battle situation was opened in an instant. The half-beast who was originally enjoying being touched noticed the fierce murderous aura, and roared and rushed towards the direction of Xinglian.

Half of the beast's teeth are sharp, and its nails are swelling up under the urging of mysterious spiritual power. There is no doubt that his sharp grasp can directly pierce the human internal organs.

Si Fengjingyan flashed, and his speed was faster than Xinglian, and he had already stopped the attack of half of the beast.

Half of the beast was stopped, Xing Lian's eyes moved to Jia Lan, who was still standing there, "Woman, are you standing still waiting for me to peel off your annoying face?"

When it comes to fighting, she may not be the match for this woman, but because of her verbal skills, she believes that she can definitely make people angry.

Jia Lan still had a faint smile on her face, and she didn't seem to care about Xing Lian's words, and gently plucked the sword end of the Sweet Sword in her hand.

Xing Lian sneered, "When I cut you, I'm cutting that stupid statue together, and let you never separate forever?"

This sentence was so exciting that Jia Lan, who was originally smiling, immediately changed her face, "Looking for death!"

"Just be happy if you want to do it!"

The woman in front of her was in a rapid shape. Xing Lian snorted lightly, and the red light appeared and came forward without dodging. In a blink of an eye, two or three medicine bottles were already pinched in her hand.

Her mother! She can't beat her openly, and she can't stop her from having too much poison!

Three silver needles in the sleeve were pinched at the fingertips, and the waving sleeves were already stained with poison, and they shot at the woman with an angry look in front of her.

There was a harsh friction sound of the blades in the air. Xing Lian narrowed his eyes and all three silver needles flew out, pinching the angle accurately at the acupoints of the woman's body. At the same time, he pinched three more fingertips.
Chapter completed!