Zhan Beihan's attention was indeed attracted and he stared at her coldly.
Xiao Lingyue met his eyes and said slowly: "Actually, His Highness King Yi and I are still old friends. We have met so many times before, but now we don't recognize each other. Your Highness is really a noble person who forgets things...
....”
Old friend?
Zhan Beihan raised his eyebrows sternly, "Stop talking about these useless nonsense. Who are you?"
"Didn't I say it? I am an old friend." Xiao Lingyue deliberately whetted his appetite. The movements behind him became faster and faster. The strong hemp ropes of the fishing net were cut one by one, gradually revealing the gaps.
There's still a little bit left...it'll be ready soon.
Xiao Lingyue didn't care that the sharp blade might cut her fingers, so she exerted great force and finally cut off the last fishing net rope.
She struggled to sit up, raised her head, and said seriously to the man: "Zhan Beihan, I am Wei Shaorong."
"..." Zhan Beihan's pupils shrank!
In an instant, Xiao Lingyue broke open the fishing net, threw a hand over his head, and then flew away outside the pavilion like a spiritual swallow.
Zhan Beihan was hit by a fishing net and covered his head and face. He instantly realized that he had been tricked and was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "Shen, Wan!"
Xiao Lingyue's back felt cold and she ran faster without looking back.
At the same time, the sharp sword in Zhan Beihan's hand was unsheathed, and the cold sword light cut through the night like lightning.
The strong fishing net was chopped into pieces and scattered in the blink of an eye.
Zhan Beihan held the sword, filled with anger and murderous intent. He chased Xiao Lingyue without hesitation, and stabbed her in the back with the sword: "I will kill you!"
It came too fast.
Xiao Lingyue had to turn around to resist. The soft sword in her hand collided with the blade. The terrible force knocked her back three steps, and her fingers were numb from the shock.
Before he could calm down for a moment, Zhan Beihan's face turned gloomy and he stabbed hard with his sword again.
Xiao Lingyue complained incessantly and could only resist, only to find that the man was furious. Each sword was more fierce and domineering than the last. The violent sword lights intertwined like a dragnet, covering her from head to toe.
It’s over, I’m really angry...
I can't even run away now.
Xiao Lingyue smiled bitterly, and said helplessly while resisting: "Your Highness, King Yi, there is no need to be so angry, right? You catch me with a fishing net, and I will return the fishing net to you. Isn't this a courtesy?"
"Who is reciprocating courtesy with you?" Zhan Beihan roared angrily, stabbing her in the heart with a cunning sword.
Ding!
Xiao Lingyue counterattacked in time, and the sharp edge of the sword was piercing the center of the soft sword, and the force hit her heart through the blade.
She suddenly felt a surge of blood in her chest, and her face turned pale.
Zhan Beihan is the top martial arts master in the Seven Kingdoms, and he is also a strong man. No matter in terms of physical strength or internal strength, she is no match for him, and she will definitely suffer in a head-on confrontation.
If he catches him again, it won't be so easy to escape...
However, she also has her own advantages.
That is close combat, using your physical strength to control him.
A flash of coldness flashed across Xiao Lingyue's brows, and she suddenly raised her hand, shaking, and the soft sword wrapped around Zhan Beihan's blade like a poisonous snake.
She rushed forward like lightning, as if she was about to throw herself into his arms, and slashed hard at his neck with a knife from her left hand.
Zhan Beihan immediately turned sideways to avoid it, but he didn't expect that she just fired a feint. While he was distracted, she pulled back the soft sword in her right hand, and the two weapons flew out at the same time, clinking and falling to the ground.