Lin Xin'er, who left Xuanwangfu, decided to return to the Butterfly Valley. There was Yiyao and Huang Fu Yanchong. It was her temporary settlement.
The moon of this night is not round, the sky is overcast, and the road is almost impossible to see the road under the dark night.
However, Lin Xin'er perceived the abnormalities from the sky.
When she met the eagles successively, she had instinctual perception of this special attack power, and her response has always been keen.
It is impossible to say that the eagle's eyes are very sharp. Flying at the night of the night, you can find the target on the ground.
When Lin Xin'er noticed the abnormalities from the air, she had pulled out the soft whip around her waist. When the eagle leaned down, the soft whip raised, accompanied by the crispy whip sound, and the eagle screaming.
Then, then
It sounds horrible in the cold night.
The whistle sounded, the eagle group dispersed, and the eagle feathers trembled.
Lin Xin'er was able to hear the whistle and followed. The owner of the eagle appeared at the same time with the eagle. However, with the attack of the night and the eagle group, he hid him aside first.
Looking at the sound, Lin Xin'er saw a faint silver light, which was the mask of the silver face.
Silver light approached Lin Xin'er, Lin Xin'er stood in place, and the lines remained motionless.
"My eagle can't take you anymore, it's really difficult to do." Silver face sighed.
Not to mention that Lin Xin'er almost hit his eagle into a bald eagle, and during the day, she shot his three eagles.
Three adult eagles with special training, two deaths and one injury, really made him hurt very much.
His eagles are not easy to have people's way, that is, he encountered Ximen Jingxuan and Lin Xin'er, a soft sword and a soft whip, making the one beautiful.
It may not be possible.
Ximen Jingxuan was not capable, and Lin Xin'er was no longer the one who could be easily taken away in the half.
"Thank you so much. Give me the opportunity to practice in Qixing Mountain with peace of mind." Lin Xiner said, she said sincerely. Although she was worried about the outside world during that time, she had improved her skill.
It played a lot of role.
However, she knows that Ximen Jingxuan helps her to transport meritoriousness in the cave in the skull is a vital step, just like a person without martial arts has been opened to the meridians, and Ximen Jingxuan helped her to bring Baguio’s skills
Quickly integrate, truly combine her skills with Baguio, and based on this, she continuously rises and rises quickly.
I don't know what kind of expression is under the silver mask.
He trapped Lin Xin'er in Qixing Mountain and let her practice her own, but never thought that she made her progress so fast.
Seeing Lin Xin'er's "record" and seeing his frightened eagle, he looked at the woman, but it itchy to the woman hate.
His eagle could not be bought with silver, and he died when he died.
"I want you to give you a burial to my eagle." The silver -faced man secretly pressed his hatred, and said coldly.
In reason, it is a pity that the eagle is dead. They are like loyal subordinates in the hands of silver -faced people, and they are also a capable life, but Lin Xiner is a pity.
It's a bit.
What the silver noodle man said was that she wanted her to get funerals instead of funeral.
But do you want her to give her a burial to the eagle?
"I don't have that time." Lin Xin'er said, a look that was too lazy to care about you.
Without the eagle, fight alone with the silver noodle people, let alone.
"Simon Yin is now in my hands, are you not idle?" The hate of the silver -faced people seemed to dissipate a bit, throwing the temptation.
But Lin Xin'er was indifferent to this temptation, "He naturally has people in your hands, but it is not me."
"Don't you believe it?" The silver face raised an eyebrow.
He knows a lot of things between Ximen Yin and Lin Xin'er. Although the two have not been officially face -to -face, the hatred of pulling is not small.
"Of course I believe, otherwise you will not stare at Liu Fusheng, not that you need that eldest doctor, but that Simon Yin needs it at this time." Lin Xiner said.
After losing the power, the body is not good, and Ximen Yin, who fled, must be extremely embarrassed at this time.
Lin Xin'er did not expect that Ximen Yin's body was really bad, and it was still poisonous. According to the news in the palace, Simon Yin was "sick" when he was very young, that is, when he was a child
Being a poisonous hand, it is also the sorrow of the palace.
"Yes, the three princes of the dignified dignitaries are dying at this time. Don't you go to see it?" The silver noodle man continued to "seduce" Lin Xin'er. For a person with hatred, seeing the end of the enemy's family is not a one
Is it happy?
"I'm talking about it again, I don't have that idle time." Lin Xin'er didn't want to entangle with the silver -faced people, and would not be seduced to see Ximen Yin.
Maybe she really wants to see Ximen Yin, but she is not a person who is willing to be led by her nose. Besides, she still has more important things to do, and she will not delay time because of silver -faced people and a defeated Siemens.
After speaking, Lin Xin'er continued to move forward, regardless of the silver -noodle people's road.
"You really don't give face." The silver -faced man would not let Lin Xin'er leave like this.
In the darkness, the two started their hands.
Lin Xin'er did not want to delay time, quickly decided, holding soft whip, dancing.
"So a whip!" The silver noodle praised.
I don't know if the whip is good, or Lin Xin'er makes it good.
However, Lin Xin'er found out that the silver -faced man was good at responding to the whip. He seemed to have an alternative method of response to the whip, clever and flexible, so that Lin Xin'er could not help but praise.
The whip gradually became passive in Lin Xin'er's hands. When a whip was thrown towards the silver -faced person, the silver -faced people caught their hands with their bare hands.
Xin'er hit the silver noodle people.
The whip is just a weapon. Naturally, Lin Xin'er will not entrust himself to a whip. He is at a disadvantage. When the silver -faced man dragged the whip, he calculates the distance close to the silver -faced person.
The time of pulling one by one is very short, and the short one can only be calculated in the blink of an eye, but this time difference is enough for Lin Xin'er to use it.
Suddenly, the hands of whipping were loose, and at the moment when the silver noodle man was close, Lin Xin'er's backhand was buckled towards the silver -noodle mask.
The silver -noodle man wanted to use his whip to subdue her, and she took the opportunity to pull off the mask of the silver face and look at his true face, which guy who was a ghost.
The silver noodle man didn't expect Lin Xin'er to take so fast. When he dragged the whip to pull Lin Xin'er closer, his face also felt a cold wind at the same time, and he wanted to cover it.
The two faces are close at hand. Even if it is a dark night, it is so close. With the dim light, the other person can see clearly.