The sister in red who had just woken up suddenly woke up because of severe pain. The first scene he saw when he woke up was that his own sister's sword stabbed straight into his chest. "Sister...Sister..." Sister in red was full of disbelief. What was going on.

"Sister..." The sister in red was also stunned, and then she reacted, "It's Wu Xiyu..." But before the word Yu could be said, the sister in red stopped, but looked at the left half of her chest in disbelief and fell down with fear. Behind the sister in red, the sister in red clearly saw Wu Xiyu, the weak woman who should have died in their hands without any power, was playing with her sister's dagger, with a charming smile on her face, as if she was Rakshasa who had walked out of hell. The sister in red spit out blood and fell to the ground in horror. However, she held her sister's hand before she died, with a sad smile on her face, at least she was still together.

In a forest not too far from Xiyu, people quietly watched Xiyu's battle with Honglian. The most eye-catching ones were the man in the white gauze tent and the woman in yellow outside the gauze tent. The man lifted the gauze tent and revealed his beautiful face, his face as smooth as gauze, his gentle but smiling eyes, his high nose bridge, his white clothes, and gentle and elegant. However, the smile on his face always makes his back feel cold. He is another handsome man and monster, but it's a pity that he is still a smiling tiger.

Looking at Honglian's defeat, the smile in the white-clothed man's eyes became stronger, but there was a bitterness that was better than the winter wind. He slowly opened and closed his thin lips that looked like pomegranate petals, and the voice he spoke to the yellow-clothed woman was gentle and pleasant, "Linlang, what's wrong with Honglian?"

The woman in yellow squatted down gently and kept the same height as the man in white, smiling: "Don't worry, Linlang will go and take a look now."

At the same time, Wu Xiyu looked at the sisters in red who were holding hands tightly on the ground and smiled disdainfully, "Just this ability, dare to play assassination with this princess!" He raised his eyes but saw a woman in yellow walking towards the woods opposite, with a smile on her face, as if a fairy had descended to earth, "Sister Xiyu, you are such a good martial arts, Linlang admires it!"

Looking at the gentle girl in front of me, Xiyu couldn't help but feel chills. Linlang? When she heard that this person was not a good person, she curled her lips and stopped the woman in front of her in time, "Don't! Seeing you older than me, it's better for me to call you sister." The old woman in her twenties actually called herself sister. Although she was over twenty years old before her death, she was only sixteen years old now. (Xiaoyan: You are really shameless. Xiyu: You are jealous, an eighteen-year-old woman! Xiaoyan: OK, I am an old woman. Floating away~~~)

"Haha..." Linlang chuckled twice, but he also followed Xiyu's slightest change. "Sister Xiyu is really interesting."

"Hmph..." Xiyu sneered twice, his little face full of impatientness, "If you want to avenge them, please ask them quickly, otherwise you can get out quickly, I am still waiting to go home!"

"Brother, letting Sister Linlang kill Wu Xiyu is obviously useless. She is not worthy of Sister Linlang's work on it!" In the bamboo forest, a cute little girl in pink clothes pouted and complained to the man in white. "Sister Linlang is so noble and beautiful. The blood of that ugly woman Wu Xiyu will defile her hands." The man in white touched the little girl's head in doting, "Zi Qiang, believe it or not, Linlang can't help but meet Wu Xiyu and the others!" An Ziqiang curled her lips, "Brother just knows thinking about others!" An Ziche pulled An Ziqiang's little face and smiled, "Don't Zi Qiang know if you look!"
Chapter completed!