After going back and forth like this, the bandits also became angry. So they shouted angrily: "Little girl, don't be ignorant!"
Qiran smiled faintly and was charming. Her voice reached the ears of the bandits like a silver bell: "Guys, I am not ignorant, I just don't like you touching me." She seemed to hear it.
The sound of someone clenching a fist not far away.
Qiran changed the topic and became cold: "Yeyao, it's time for you to come out now."
Ye Yao was startled, and then smiled bitterly: It turns out that she had discovered it a long time ago. Also, her martial arts skills were higher than hers, so no matter how hard she tried to hide it, she would easily discover it.
Ye Yao jumped down from the tree, his sword was not unsheathed, he swept over with his leg and instantly kicked down a bandit.
In less than half a cup of tea, the four bandits in front of Qiran were all eliminated. They fell to the ground dying, and kept begging: "Hero, spare your life, spare our lives."
Ye Yao smiled coldly, and just when he was about to deal with them, Qi Ran unexpectedly spoke.
"Wait a minute." Qiran said softly. The smile on her face remained unchanged, still giving people a charming feeling. However, the words she said were extremely cold: "I am the one who wants to kill you.
It's not him. I'm sorry, but you asked the wrong person."
When the bandits heard this, they immediately knelt down in front of Qiran and begged Qiran bitterly: "Xia Xia, Xia Xia, please spare your life."
"Hero?" Qi Ran shook his head and said aggrievedly: "The title "Hero" is too vulgar, I will still kill you."
Among them, one of the bandits yelled: "You witch!"
Hearing the title of witch, Qi Ran's face showed excitement: "Sure enough, witch is suitable for me. Ye Yao, what do you think?"
Ye Yao shrugged coldly and said nothing.
Qi Ran didn't mind either and smiled seductively, but it gave people a cold and desperate feeling, just like Manzhu Shahua. She looked at them with cold eyes and said softly: "People like you, stay here."
It’s also rubbish.”
The snow-white and crystal-clear little hand stretched out to Ye Yao. Qi Ran's eyes were emotionless.
Ye Yao looked at her doubtfully.
Qiran said calmly: "Bring your sword. Don't let me say it a second time." The cold voice matched with the enchanting face. This is an extreme contrast. It is indescribably weird and at the same time indescribable.
coordination.
Ye Yao respectfully handed the sword to the girl, and did not dare to hesitate. After all, this woman was probably the master of the Suzaku Hall.
Qiran smiled lightly, pulled out the sword from its sheath, and looked at their faces twisted with fear with satisfaction. Qiran's voice was as clear and clear as a bell, and with a slight wave of the sword in his hand, everything ended.
Looking at the mutilated corpse on the ground, Ye Yao was slightly startled: This woman is not an ordinary terror, she is very good at killing people, and she is murderous without any emotion. Now he finally understands why the pavilion master asked him to follow her.
"How old is the girl?" Ye Yao asked Qi Ran with a look of surprise on his face.
Qiran glanced at him and said coldly: "Fourteen."
With one sentence, Tie Lang was knocked down in an instant. A fourteen-year-old girl possessed such a charming temperament and such peerless martial arts? He had an urge to commit suicide. He suddenly realized that he had failed as a human being.
Qi Ran glanced at him coldly and said cruelly: "You can continue to be in a daze, I'll leave first."
"I'm afraid - you won't be able to leave today." The man wearing black clothes with a golden dragon embroidered on it slowly "fell from the sky". Under the black jade mask, those eyes were still cold and unconcerned.