[Dominate the Imperial College] Ask for a monthly ticket for the endless slaughter
"No." The woman in green clothes shook her head in despair. She didn't realize the horror of death until the moment before she died.
From now on, I can no longer breathe, can no longer smell the fresh air of Spring City, can no longer open my eyes and look at the beautiful men of Imperial College...I can't see anything...
"I'm scared now. Didn't I just say something tough?" Faced with the despair of the woman in green, Zhong Xiaoxiao was completely indifferent.
"Seeing that you are so sincere and have taken on everything, just settle it yourself!" Zhong Xiaoxiao took a step back and looked at the woman in green with a bit of disgust in his eyes.
The woman in green clothes stared at Zhong Xiaoxiao with despair, her eyes were deathly silent.
She knew that even if she could go back alive, the dean's methods were even worse than the woman in front of her.
But what kind of fuel-efficient lamp is the woman in front of me?
If he died in her hands, I'm afraid... bang, bang... that terrifying sound seemed to be echoing in my ears again.
She didn't dare to lower her head and look down, always feeling that her hands had been chewed clean by the little beast.
"Ah..." Accompanied by a miserable cry from the woman in green, her eyes were about to burst, and she slapped her Tianling Cap with a fierce palm, causing blood to bleed from all her orifices on the spot, and she died cleanly.
She didn't realize until her death that her body was no longer under control and she could move freely.
Therefore, a person with strong spiritual power may not necessarily be invincible. The key is a flexible brain and a strong aura.
Of course, sometimes you can do some tricks behind your back!
To achieve the goal, the means must justify the means.
Zhong Xiaoxiao quickly cleaned the battlefield and hid the body of the woman in green under the thick snow, erasing all traces as if nothing had happened.
The night was getting darker, and the bright moonlight shone on the cold snow.
The night in the Death Forest becomes more and more terrifying.
The roars of ferocious beasts were mixed in with the howling north wind, making Shen become more and more panicked.
Di Qingwu sent her most capable servants to kill her, so it was naturally not suitable to stay here for a long time.
She tightened her fur cloak tightly, thinking deeply about how to proceed.
Naturally, you can't stay on the edge of the cliff. Someone must have been waiting there early.
If she went deeper into the forest, she wouldn't even be able to defeat the gryphons near the cliffs, let alone the ferocious beasts in the deep mountains and old forests!
Could it be that she had to deal with the people sent by Di Qingwu first and then wait here quietly for dawn?
This is not scientific.
A narrow victory was a fluke. She didn't think she could have much luck facing several peak Qinglings.
Perhaps, we can go around the edge of the cliff and wait until daybreak before making any plans.
With attention in mind, Zhong Xiaoxiao walked along the low bushes. The forest of death was huge. Zhong Xiaoxiao was extremely careful to erase his traces along the way, hoping not to be discovered by the other party.
It was very difficult to erase traces on the snow, which naturally hindered her speed.
After walking for about an hour, it was only a few kilometers.
Hungry and injured, I became even more tired.
Zhong Xiaoxiao casually took out the already roasted barbecue from the bag and wolfed it down. The little cute creature chuckled. When he smelled the aroma of the meat, he immediately dug out his bare head and begged for food.
One person and one beast, you take a bite, I take a bite, the food is delicious.
Suddenly, Zhong Xiaoxiao felt a chill running down his spine, as if danger was approaching.
Indeed, as the woman in green said, the people who came this time have extremely high spiritual power.
Zhong Xiaoxiao quietly disappeared into the nearby bushes and looked coldly ahead.
It was a woman wearing an orange shirt. Under the bright moonlight, she could see her beautiful face and her sinister eyes.
She moved forward and landed silently, not even a single footprint on the thick snow.
Zhong Xiaoxiao tried his best to blend himself into the night and reduce his sense of existence.
For a peak Qingling person, if she makes a sneak attack, not only will she not be successful, but she will only expose her target faster.
Without being completely sure, she naturally didn't want to fight this guy.
However, the woman in orange smiled coldly, and her cold long sword drew a beautiful arc in the air. The sharp sword edge struck at Zhong Xiaoxiao's position impartially.
The power contained in that sword is definitely not something that Zhong Xiaoxiao's current ability can break.
Zhong Xiaoxiao rolled on the spot, avoiding the fatal attack.
He spread his legs and ran forward.
With a fully prepared Qing Ling peak KO, Zhong Xiaoxiao knew very well that he was afraid that if he couldn't take a few moves, he would become a dead soul under the sword.
Therefore, the only thing she can do is to escape.
Zhong Xiaoxiao has extremely fast feet and a blue halo to protect her body. In this way, even if the person behind her secretly attacks, she can block it.
On the vast snowy ground, under the bright moonlight, only two women were seen, chasing each other like a breeze, so fast that even the shadows could not be caught.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was still walking along the edge of the cliff. She was always very rigorous in doing things and would not panic or choose a route even if she was running for her life.
Running wildly along the edge, Zhong Xiaoxiao looked far into the distance, looking for a possible place to hide.
Ignoring the path under his feet, Zhong Xiaoxiao stumbled over something on the boundless snow, staggered, and flew out uncontrollably.
Taking advantage of her tendency to fly out, she simply jumped into the air and landed on a low tree not far away.
The tree trunk was covered with ice, wet and slippery, and it took a lot of effort for her to stand still.
Hiding her petite body in the branches covered with ice, Zhong Xiaoxiao held her breath and suppressed her heartbeat to the lowest level, like a cold-blooded animal hibernating, almost lifeless.
Through the gap between the branches, Zhong Xiaoxiao saw the woman in orange and chased after her with her sword in hand.
With a look of solemnity on her face, she stopped at the small slope where Zhong Xiaoxiao almost fell, and looked around as if she was in despair.
Zhong Xiaoxiao remained motionless, his eyes narrowed slightly, not even looking at the woman in orange.
The woman in orange looked around with obvious displeasure on her face.
She chased him all the way, but she always escaped when he was about to catch up. As a peak Qingling, he couldn't even catch up with a fifth-level blue spirit, which made her extremely agitated.
Just like just now, she had clearly locked her target, but Zhong Xiaoxiao suddenly seemed to have disappeared from the world.
As if venting her anger, the woman in orange raised the sharp and translucent long sword in her hand. The long sword exuded a rich cyan halo. The sword shot randomly in all directions, knocking down many branches of short trees. In the silent night, there were branches everywhere.
Breaking, accompanied by the dull sound of thick chunks of snow falling.
"Chi!" A green sword shadow fell on Zhong Xiaoxiao's right ear. The sword flower it brought brushed the ends of her hair hanging on her ears. The green hair slipped down. The small earlobe was also swept by the sword light, and there was a faint feeling.
Blood seeps out.
Zhong Xiaoxiao remained motionless, and the scratched earlobe seemed not to be hers.