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571. Chapter 571 Killing

Izuku couldn't bear it any longer, and grabbed Leng Mei's sleeve, saying in an anxious voice: "Miss, please leave quickly. These people are beasts, scum, and they will never show mercy.

"

Leng Mei looked down, and the moonlight shone on the face of the half-grown boy in front of her. She was in a hurry and didn't see the boy's face clearly, but now she could see it clearly.

The young man's face was covered in blood, but his extremely handsome appearance could not be concealed.

Yes!

His appearance can definitely be described as "peerless". His face is thin and feminine, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, his eye sockets are as deep as a deep pool, his big eyes are attractive, his nose is straight, his lips are thin and small. His temperament is like lotus.

It seems chilly.

Leng Mei sighed in her heart: nnd, the water and soil of Yunhuang Continent seems to be very nurturing! How come there are so many beautiful men!

"Don't worry! Even if they are scum, I can beat them into scum!" Leng Mei comforted Izuku, as if comforting a little brother.

Izuki only felt strange and shy. He knew that he looked too evil, and many women looked like honey when they saw him. But the girl in front of him returned to normal after the first moment of surprise, and even comforted him.

.

However, she clearly looks younger than him, so why does she feel like she is a sister and he is a younger brother?

Before he could think clearly, Leng Mei had already stepped forward, staring unblinkingly at the one-eyed dragon in front of him. His eyes swept across the strangely smiling mercenaries, and he raised his red lips with a half-smile.

"Want to warm the bed?" She smiled gloomily: "I'm afraid you won't have this life!"

The one-eyed dragon was completely irritated by Leng Mei's provocation. He spit out a mouthful of phlegm, shook the ghost head knife, and roared: "You little bitch, you are seeking death!"

As he spoke, he waved the Ghost Head Sword and rushed forward like a black whirlwind. Leng Mei remained motionless. The one-eyed dragon felt happy when he saw her being so supportive. The Ghost Head Sword condensed his ninth-level Huang-level illusion skills and rushed toward Leng Mei.

Mei chopped down.

There was a loud sound of "Bang!", and Izuku's heart skipped a beat. When he looked carefully, he almost screamed. Leng Mei stretched out two green jade fingers and pinched the heavy one-eyed dragon's hand coldly.

Ghost head knife.

The one-eyed dragon's face twitched, and layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and kept pouring magic skills towards the ghost-head knife, but the knife seemed to be frozen, not at all what he wanted.

I wish to cut it down.

Leng Mei looked at the one-eyed dragon who was trying his best with a smile, and her voice suddenly turned cold: "What I hate most in my life is bullying the small with the big, and bullying the weak with the strong! Practicing illusion skills is to make yourself stronger, not to become

brute!"

Seeing that he really couldn't go any further, the one-eyed dragon knew that he had definitely met the strongest opponent in his life. At this time, he couldn't care about anything anymore and shouted hello: "Are you all stupid?! Come on now!

!Kill this little bitch! Quick!——"

The rest of the mercenaries were shocked back to their senses by his roar, waving their weapons one by one and rushing towards Leng Mei with ferocity...

Leng Mei stood there, her beautiful eyes were as cold as snow, and she was frighteningly cold. She said coldly: "I don't like killing people, but you guys are not human anymore! So I'm sorry, I'm going to kill you today!"

After she finished speaking, she drew the Fire Feather Sword at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and faced these strangely screaming mercenaries.

A cold wind blew in the forest, and the eerie cold wind was terrifying. The cold wind raised her black hair. The fire feather sword in Leng Mei's hand instantly turned into a sickle in the hand of the God of Death, harvesting a life with every swing.

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Trying to update more today. After taking the fever-reducing injection, I didn’t feel sleepy anymore, and I was still in a good mood, so I started typing.


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