Queen Flower

The moonlight plated a layer of silver ash on the silent hilltops, and the branches were lightly beaten by the evening wind, making crackling sounds from time to time.

"What, discuss the countermeasures? Don't delay, hand it over quickly." The man in front turned the long sword in his hand, and his voice was relaxed and normal.

The man behind was too impatient to wait, and jumped out from behind with a knife, slashing hard at Wen Daolin.

"The jade pendant is on me, come and get it if you want." Wen Daolin didn't bring any weapons, and walked forward empty-handed.

"Oh, why are you always in such a hurry." The man also stabbed him with his sword.

Wen Dao's palm shot out from the air, and a strong internal force emanated from the palm of his hand, forcing the swords back so that they could not get close to half a point, and then turned their palms to attack continuously, forcing the two to return to protect themselves.

But seeing the white shadows flying, walking between the two men in black, the swords and swords were dazzling, but if they encountered invisible obstacles beside Wen Daolin, they stabbed in the air again and again.

For a time, the three of them fought evenly. Wen Daolin really had superb internal strength, and even without weapons, he did not lose the slightest.

At this time, when Wen Daolin was talking, Jiang Lan had already secretly hid behind the tree. When he made a move, she turned around and ran, filling her body with internal energy, and jumping down the mountain with her breath.

Wen Daolin and the three fought for a while, and the man with the sword made a false move and suddenly withdrew from the battle circle.

"I'll catch the other one, you can stand it." The swordsman fled away.

The swordsman did not speak. It was a lot of effort to deal with Wen Daolin alone, and he had no time to pay attention to him.

Wen Daolin saw the swordsman running out, and was not shocked. He wanted to keep up and was entangled by the swordsman and couldn't get away. He was furious for a while, and he waved his hands. He wanted to make a quick battle and kill him in the shortest possible time.

Without the support of the swordsman, the swordsman's attack was blocked, the parry was reluctant, and I couldn't help feeling depressed. I didn't expect that a weak scholar had such a strong inner strength, and he regretted that he should not start underestimating the enemy. Now I just want to quickly catch the woman as a threat.

The swordsman changed from offense to defense, step by step, but Wen Daolin couldn't succeed for a while, and he was very anxious.

Jiang Lan had already run to the bottom of the mountain at this time, getting closer and closer to the bamboo house at the bottom of the mountain, but heard the faint sound of swords in the air. She closed her eyes and breathed, and found that the voice came from the foot of the mountain. It seemed that Shangguan Hong was also attacked.

It is really the front door to welcome the wolf and the back door to drive away the tiger. Jiang Lan is in a dilemma. Now it is impossible to go back to the master, but she can't just run down the mountain to drag Shangguanhong.

Jiang Lan hesitated for a while, and suddenly heard a voice behind him.

When she turned back, she found a black shadow coming quickly with a sword.

Jiang Lan's heart skipped a beat, but when he was not relying on the crisis, he gradually calmed down. After all, the big deal is death, anyway, it must not be a drag on Wen Daolin.

She stood in the shadow of a big tree, secretly adjusting her breath, and quietly waiting for the opponent's shot.

Jiang Lan doesn't have a weapon, but even if she has a weapon, it's useless. She doesn't have the habit of using a weapon, and she didn't learn a certain weapon well when she went to the doctor and asked for medicine before. However, if the enemy is currently in the way, if the weapon is not used properly, it is better to fight with empty hands.

"Aren't you going to run?" The man in black turned the long sword in his hand and looked at the woman who was standing still in the shadow playfully. In the darkness, the woman's figure was graceful but indistinct, and there was an indescribable charm that made him stop for a while and did not immediately swing his sword towards each other. He should have rushed up immediately, after all, the situation on the top of the mountain was very bad. But he himself didn't understand why he would stop at this moment.

The moonlight drifted among the clouds, flickering brightly and dimly, penetrating the gaps in the branches and scattering on Jiang Lan's face and body.

When he saw the face of the woman in front of him, he was shocked and immediately understood his feelings just now. This is a real beauty, more beautiful than any beauty he has ever seen in his life.

Beauties under the lamp, fairies under the moon.

This is not a woman who should exist in the world, this is the Nine Heavens Fairy.

He made a decision in an instant. In the past, when their brothers took action, the mission was always completed without leaving any chance of death, but this time, he didn't want to kill her, he wanted her to live, and he didn't even want to hurt her. He felt that his killer career It's also time to end, it's better to take her back to seclusion after this mission is completed.

Jiang Lan looked at the man in front of him, his eyes blurred, his killing intent suddenly lost, and he felt strange, but after a while, he seemed to understand something. She stood still, with a smile on her face, like a weak willow Fufeng, using the limit of her imagination to charm him.

The man saw that the woman had a shallow smile, her tenderness like water, but she was vulnerable and helpless, which made him feel pity.

He put away the sword in his hand and slowly approached her, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Jiang Lan was motionless, smiling, and secretly accumulated internal strength in the palm of her hand. The long-distance running and the fear of improper use just now consumed a lot of her internal strength.

The man's hand gently grasped the woman's arm. When Jiang Lan felt the heat on her arm, she opened her right palm and slapped his heart with all her strength.

This can't be regarded as all her internal strength, because she has lost a lot, and she doesn't know how to adjust her breath back quickly. But that's enough.

Jiang Lan never knew what her inner strength was, but now she knows.

The man was shot several feet away by her, and blood spurted out of his mouth. It turned out that Jiang Lan's palm was full of strength and inner strength, and it even interrupted the man's heart.

Jiang Lan suddenly became frightened when he came back to his senses. Desperately trying to kill is one thing, but killing someone is another. She has always been a good baby in the 21st century. She doesn't even run a red light and avoids the police when she sees it. Now, she just slaps a living person to death like this?

Jiang Lan stared at his palm in a daze, and was horrified, and kept saying, I killed, killed.

A woman who kills the enemy for the first time looks more frightened than a person lying in the distance with blood from her mouth. She should have stepped forward immediately and slaughtered it with a palm, but Jiang Lan fell into another kind of panic and couldn't help herself, and even ignored the crisis that might exist around her.

The man on the ground in the distance did not die immediately. This was a killer. Those who were always on the brink of life and death could always hold their last breath. He raised his sword slowly, and was confused for a while, forgetting that she was the one who escaped with martial arts. For a while, he underestimated the enemy, but he didn't know that her martial arts were so good and her inner strength was so deep. Then what is she running for? He was remorseful and furious.

I thought it was a peerless fairy, but it turned out to be a witch.

He sighed lightly, his eyes revealed killing intent, condensed the last essence of his body and his lifelong cultivation, threw the sword, and then died.

Femme beauty, we perish together today.

The sword came with a surging killing intent, which could break the bamboo.

Jiang Lan stood still and fell into his own thoughts without realizing it.

"Xiaozhu." An urgent call woke her up, and the young man in white shoved her away.

In an instant, she seemed to hear a sharp cry "A Ling" again, and saw a red figure rushing over.

When Jiang Lan lay on the ground and regained consciousness, all she saw was the gurgling blood in front of her eyes, stinging her eyes.