The cold murderous aura faintly coming from behind made Xiaoxiao shudder uncontrollably. She slowly turned around bit by bit...
"Damn! Is it really fake?!"
A dark group of people, all wearing black cloaks, stood behind her as if falling from the sky. There were nearly a thousand people at least. Xiaoxiao suddenly realized, how could she dare to be there for beauty and wisdom?
Feeling proud of myself, I picked up my skirt, turned around and ran back.
Her running seemed to have triggered the group of people, and she rushed towards Xiaoxiao. At this moment, Wuyan and others arrived, stopped them, and protected Xiaoxiao in the middle, forming a
The protective circle protected her tightly.
For a moment, the sound of swords was heard endlessly. Xiaoxiao shrank down and lowered his head, panting heavily, staring nervously at the surroundings with his big eyes. Fortunately, these people in Jun Wuge were all first-rate masters, even those who did not understand martial arts.
Although he is colorless, he can calmly take out some white powder from his small bag, scatter a handful, and pour a piece. In the end, he is actually the most lethal!
However, these "black bats" wearing cloaks are all dead soldiers who only focus on offense and no regard for defense. They are very aggressive. In no time, they dispersed Wu Yan and others. As soon as the gap between a few people is opened, they will immediately
A group of people will gather around and turn into a gang fight.
"Quick, protect the girl!" Wushuang shouted.
Seeing that Xiaoxiao was in danger, but they couldn't get close at all, they were so anxious that they tried their best to use their special moves.
"Damn it, stop being polite to them!" Wu Feng roared, "Don't let these grandsons see our Jun Wuge's jokes!"
"You're right!" Wuhen showed off his heroic appearance in a rare moment, and a folding fan was danced by him like an airtight man. Wuyan, let alone, would never show mercy to his enemies. On the surface, Wushui seemed like a man.
A woman who claims to be delicate, but she comes from a family of killers and is trained to kill people. Not to mention Wushuang, she has always shown her fierceness to the fullest.
The corpses piled up quickly around them, but those people became more and more courageous, rushing forward as if they were desperate, and surrounded them again.
Suddenly, there was a black shadow above her head. Xiaoxiao raised her head in surprise, and the black cloak unfolded, aiming at her and covering her.
"Ah!" Xiaoxiao turned around and ran away. Unexpectedly, another bright knife came face to face.
"Damn it!" She quickly lowered her head and rolled on the spot, hiding in a panic. Just when she was about to get up, her waist suddenly tightened and her whole body was pulled up.
She was so frightened that she shouted, "Ah! Let me go!"
A black bat grabbed Xiaoxiao, and the other hand-held knife was raised to stab, all in one movement——
Xiaoxiao panicked and shouted without thinking, "Zifei——"
In an instant, a lightning-like figure flew past, so fast that it was impossible to catch it with the eyes. Before Xiaoxiao could see clearly what was going on, she stood there stiff and motionless, holding the black bat in her hands.
Then, she tilted her head, and her whole head fell down, rolling far away from her feet. And the next second, she was taken into a somewhat cold embrace.
Xiaoxiao tried her best to keep her eyes wide open, fearing that she had seen wrongly.
Three seconds later, she suddenly shouted and hugged him, "Zifei! Zifei! I knew you would show up!"
When the people in Junwu Pavilion saw that he was the master of the pavilion, they were all as excited as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
He lowered his eyes, which were not aggressive at all, and glanced indifferently at the woman who was hugging him tightly in excitement, "Who asked you to come?" The question was asked in a low voice, but full of intimidation.
Xiaoxiao raised her head happily and blurted out, "I made it myself."
At this time, a black bat rushed forward and waved a knife behind Duan Zifei. Xiaoxiao's exclamation had not yet come out. He seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He just raised his hand gently.
The man maintained his previous position and fell straight down.
She just leaned against Duan Zifei's chest, her mouth formed into an "O" shape in shock. What does it mean to be tough? She finally saw it.
A dead soldier is a dead soldier after all. He has no concept of death and only knows how to keep fighting. Duan Zifei wanted to say something else, but he was slightly annoyed by the enemies rushing up around him.
There was a hurricane, and he raised his plain robe. Before the next danger came, he had already taken action...
Xiaoxiao was so shocked that she couldn't say a word as she stared blankly at Duan Zifei, who kept shuttling around her, and the corpses of the black bats gathering higher and higher.
If killing someone is a very cruel thing, that part of Zifei gives another layer of meaning on the basis of cruelty, that is, liberation. It seems that being killed by him is the real liberation and the salvation of this life.
Sin is the only way to happiness.
In an instant, hundreds of corpses fell to the ground one after another, blood flowing into rivers, and it was too cruel to see. But Duan Zifei didn't have a drop of blood on his body. Only when there was no threat anymore, did he stop his attack and kill the remaining black bats.
He threw it to his subordinates. He slowly walked back to Xiaoxiao.
"Gulu" Xiaoxiao swallowed, and there was always a slow-motion replay of his murder before her eyes.
"Do you know martial arts?" he asked.
Xiaoxiao lowered her head and quickly answered honestly, "No."
"Don't you know it's dangerous here?"
"Know."
"Why come?"
Her voice became softer and she said, "I came to see you."
There was a strange surge in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant, "Is the injury healed?"
Xiaoxiao shook her head like a child who had made a mistake.
"Then you dare to come?" His voice was not as soft as before, but deeper.
Xiaoxiao knew that this meant that he was a little angry.
She lowered her head lower, stirred her index fingers uneasily, and whispered, "The wound no longer hurts, and the dressing is being changed on time."
Seeing Xiaoxiao looking like a wronged little daughter-in-law in front of the Pavilion Master, how could she still retain her calm and wise demeanor just now? And the Pavilion Master also asked so many questions in a row for the first time. Everyone was so happy that they didn't forget to
Keep your ears stretched out to hear what they are saying.
After not hearing Duan Zifei's reaction for a long time, Xiaoxiao simply started to play off, "Oh my god, why are you lecturing people as soon as we meet? I came with them just to find you! Forget it if you don't appreciate it, why did you start talking?
Just train me?"
"..."
"You didn't even inform everyone, and you just came here alone. It's your fault first! What's wrong with the Pavilion Master? Can the Pavilion Master do whatever he wants and not take everyone's worries seriously?"
"..."
"Will you make us worry about you like this next time?"
After a long time, "...No."
"If you have anything else, can you tell us?"
"……able."
Everyone is weathered.
Is this their fairy-like pavilion master?
Is this their pavilion master who ignores everyone and loves everyone?
Oh my God, Miss Xiaoxiao only has one word - violent rape!