Xiao Lingyue's chest was trembling violently, and her internal organs seemed to be hit hard by a hammer. The wound that had not healed on her body collapsed countless times, and her blood and energy rushed straight into her throat.
The wall in front of me was filled with gray, gradually dispersing, and a dark and terrifying iron mask appeared.
A Jian held the hilt of the sword in both hands, pressed the blade down, and twisted the dagger inch by inch, approaching Xiao Lingyue's throat.
Xiao Lingyue pressed against the wall, and the dagger in her hand made a harsh creaking sound, sparks burst out, and she was in a stalemate and could not move forward or retreat.
"A Jian, it's done beautifully~!"
On the wooden box next to it, the boy in white smiled and bent his eyes, his fingers swayed, and a few poisonous needles as thin as cow's hair appeared on his fingertips.
He narrowed his eyes with great enthusiasm, aimed at Xiao Lingyue's neck like a dart, and said happily: "Keep this posture and don't move, otherwise you will miss the shot~"
A Jian said nothing, but the power poured into the blade became stronger and stronger.
Xiao Lingyue's right hand was shattered and blood flowed into the palm of her hand, so slipping so much that she could hardly hold the dagger.
Her face was pale, her eyebrows were as calm as ink, and she pursed her lips tightly.
There is a natural gap in the power of men and women.
You can't win head-on.
A bold idea flashed through Xiao Lingyue's mind.
The boy in white narrowed his eyes and shook his hand.
"Swoosh!" The tiny cow hair poison needle shot over like lightning.
At the same time, Xiao Lingyue's arm holding the dagger relaxed, and she instantly relaxed her strength.
Under A Jian's dark and cold mask, a pair of dark eyes flashed slightly, but it was too late to stop.
The force he pressed on the sword blade was extremely heavy. As soon as Xiao Lingyue released the force that resisted, the sword blade immediately slashed to the side of her neck, and could cut her neck directly in an instant!
In this critical moment—
"boom!!"
The wall behind Xiao Lingyue suddenly collapsed, and countless dusts of dust on the wall rustled down.
Xiao Lingyue suddenly shrank down, and her slender figure contracted back like a bone shrinkage technique. She still grabbed Ajian's collar and pulled it.
Puff...
The bull hair poison needle shot from the boy in white stabbed directly into Ajian's back shoulder.
There was a burst of chaos, and the two of them rushed into the collapsed wall together and were buried by various broken bricks and dust.
The boy in white was stunned: "..."
On the other side of the wall of the alley is an ordinary house with a small yard in the middle and a chicken coop in the corner.
The collapsed bricks rolled directly into the yard. The loud noise made the chickens in the chicken coop so scared that they clattered and flew out with their wings.
Moves quickly came out in the room.
The owner thought he had entered the thief, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and lighted the lamp, and rushed out of the house with a wooden stick.
Just opened the door.
"Bang!!" A sword light cut open the broken bricks and slashed across the ground.
The bluestone laid in the yard was split instantly, and long cracks extended from the end of the yard to the door of the house.
The owner was carrying a wooden stick and came out: "..."
He sat on the ground in fear and looked at the yard with horror.
Xiao Lingyue quickly fell to the side, avoiding the cracks on the ground, and holding the dagger tightly in her hand.
There was a deep sword blade on the side of her neck, which was only one inch away from hurting the artery. Blood flowed down and soaked her collar.
But, she won the bet!
It's very cost-effective to exchange one injury for one life. This chapter has been completed!