Author: Yu Luyulu

“Ah————”

"Kill me-kill me-"

".Don't you want to win?"

".What qualifications do you have to talk to me about the deal?"

The intermittent voice came into his ears, and with the pain of wail, Nan Xian frowned, and his drowsy consciousness finally gradually became clear in the noise.

She opened her eyes, her vision was a little blurred, and she could only vaguely see the golden light around her, as if something was covering her.

She wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved, a sharp pain suddenly came from her back, like several clusters of electric current passing through her spine and brain, whipping hard on her temples.

She took a sip of cold air and raised her hand and carefully touched the place where the pain came.

"Um?"

Why do you feel something is wrong?

She grabbed a handful of her back, took it back and looked at the golden light-

A strand of red hair lay in messy place in her palm.

Nan Xian's eyes slowly focused, and then suddenly widened.

She hurriedly raised her hand and grabbed her hair and stroked it in front of her.

The waist-length hair was less than half of its length at this time! And it was like someone maliciously cut off the part hanging behind it with scissors. They were mixed in length and gently stroked it with their hands.

Many broken ones were sorted out

Nan Xian felt a gust of blood surging in her body. At this time, her back was not hurting or her eyes were blurred. She glared and gritted her teeth: "Damn! Where is my hair!"

This roar instantly attracted Linghu Sheng's attention. He turned his head and saw Nan Xian, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

Haha, there is actually a human - Red Hair? It seems that the one Qi Maojin is looking for?

Well, let's kill them together.

Nan Xian turned around as if feeling, and her eyes were exactly the same as his.

She was stunned, and she automatically recalled the scene before she fainted in her mind.

There were countless butterflies suddenly appearing at the auction. The owner of the Shixi Tower, who looked like a kidney, roared Huo Shaoying's name angrily, and then suddenly flew over, holding two long knives in his hand. He raised his hand and waved the knife.

She felt a very cold wind blowing towards her. She subconsciously turned her back to protect her head, but suddenly she felt a pain behind her back and she lost consciousness in an instant.

Knife, wind, back.

In just a moment, Nan Xian circled these three keywords in her mind, and then her keen intuition immediately gave the answer-

It was this kidney deficiency face that cut off his hair!

Nan Xian didn't know what was going on with her. After realizing this, she instantly surged with anger, and then a burning air rushed from the depths of the earth and rushed into her dantian.

A fire was also lit in her dantian. The fire could not be extinguished and instantly burned the string called rational in her mind.

"Damn eunuch, you'll give me my hair back!!!"

She stared at Linghu Sheng with her eyes, and a roar, the protective cover that covered her shattered "bang".

Linghu Sheng was still a little confused. He didn't know what crazy this human woman was going, but at the moment when the protective shield was shattered, a sense of fear and crisis that had never been seen before hit him. He had a moment.

Feeling extremely suffocating.

Something is wrong with this woman!

His pupils tightened, his face changed suddenly. He shook Huo Shaoying away, and he held his long knife vigilantly.

"Who are you!"

Nan Xian stood up with a jagged red hair, looking at the clusters of cut-off hair at her feet, and her anger rose again.

At this time, she could no longer hear what Linghu Sheng was saying, and she rushed towards him with a force that came from nowhere, raised her fist and smashed it at him.

There was only one thought in her mind: "I want to hammer this dead eunuch who cut my hair to death!"

She herself didn't know that at this time she was covered with a layer of pure gold spiritual power, but these spiritual powers were not produced by her, but were constantly flowing towards her from the ground.

Her figure was as fast as lightning. Linghu Sheng was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly raised his sword to resist-

The fist collided with the knife, and the expected scene of flesh and blood splashing did not appear. Instead, the knife, the long sword made of Kunlun cold iron, was punched by her.

Breaked.

Just like the slow motion of the movie, Linghu Sheng watched his proud weapon with his own eyes, as if thin noodles were broken by one, "cracking" and shattered into countless pieces.

The hardest knife in the four realms was beaten into a scum by a human woman without spiritual power.

Linghu Sheng seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue, and then it seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water from head to toe, making his whole body numb.

Nan Xian would not give him any chance to be stunned, and her fist hit his face hard.

"Do you know that so much hair will be at least two years old!!!"

Before Linghu Sheng could react, he hit the wall and fell down again.

After realizing it, he felt a severe pain coming from his left cheek. He spit out a mouthful of blood and ten teeth.

".wait."

After speaking, Nan Xian flew forward again, grabbed his collar and lifted his upper body up.

"Pan" a loud slap in the face.

"Two years! I have been raising such a long hair for two years, and I have been cut off by you!"

"Ba"

"Shash, conditioner, hair mask, essential oils, salon care, trimming, styling, which one does not cost money! Which one does not take time! You just chop it, I'll go to you!"

"Ba"

"I am still a star! I have been cut off by you. If you can't receive shampoo advertisements in the future, will you compensate me? Can you afford it?"

"Ba"

"Ba"

"Ba"

When Huo Shaoying covered her neck and staggered up from the ground, she saw the horrifying scene in front of her-

The beautiful girl who smiled and said to herself dozens of minutes ago, "I'm just an ordinary person with no power to tie a chicken" was slapping Linghu Sheng in the face, and the ones surrounding Linghu Sheng protected him.

The black demonic energy was now all like a little chicken targeted by an eagle, tremblingly hiding behind Linghu Sheng, and did not dare to approach her at all.

Huo Shaoying stood there in a daze and thought: Am I a damn dreaming?

The guards were also shocked as well as her.

They witnessed the whole process of Nan Xian beating Linghu Sheng with their own eyes. At this moment, they all rolled on the spot, as if they were being imposed on the detent technique, looking at her without panting.

The Linghu Sheng, who overturned them all with his hand, was slapped by her like a dead chicken. Her face on her left was swollen and her eyes were almost gone.

Hum? Why did it stop?

Oh, she was tired of slapping her and changed her hand.

Another loud sex.

OK, it's symmetrical now.

The guard in the vase looked at the scene in front of him, and his face was astonished as earthy and his lips kept trembling-

My God, Master! Who gave me the courage to point a sword at such a female star! He even took off his clothes in front of her!

It's over, if she pursues the matter afterwards, I will definitely be slapped into a pig's head!

He raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes full of fear.

I'm committing suicide and apologizing now, is it still time to

Nan Xian suddenly felt something was wrong as she fanned. She slowly stopped and turned her head to look left and right.

The group of guards shivered and hurriedly looked away from their eyes and did not dare to look at her. Huo Shaoying was also nervous, but she was calmer than them and moved forward cautiously.

"You, have you finished the fight?" Her voice was very hoarse because her neck was pinched hard.

Nan Xian blinked, "Ah—?"

She seemed to have reacted to something, turned her head, and then saw that she was holding one in her hand.

Pig head?

Alas, it seems to be an individual!

Nan Xian blinked again and remembered - Oh, this pig's head. I beat it.

Linghu Sheng's body trembled slightly, and a trace of blood oozed out between his lips that were squeezed into a slit.

Nan Xian was afraid that his blood would flow to his hands, so he subconsciously let go of his hand, so Linghu Sheng fell to the side and hit the ground first.
To be continued...