Slowly walking down from the carriage was Pingpingtingting, a graceful and graceful young girl. She was dressed in white like snow, with black hair like ink. Her eyes were clear and dark, like the deep water in a pool, but she was calm. Her sexy thin lips
He raised a dazzling smile and slowly walked up to the bandit leader.
All the robbers were stunned for a long time. They never thought that the woman who was in the carriage before would be so beautiful, pretty and charming...
What's even more unexpected is that it only took a blink of an eye. The fairy-like woman spoke to everyone like an order: "Keep the things and get out."
"Wha, what? Did I hear it right? She, she actually wants us to get out?"
"Hahaha... She is really a woman who doesn't know how to be generous! But I don't care. It's still good to take her back to be Mrs. Yazhai!"
"That's right, hahaha..."
Before the robbers had laughed enough, the robber leader suddenly felt a strong gust of wind blowing in front of him. Only a white shadow passed before his eyes, and he felt as if something was empty beneath him.
I heard a few younger brothers behind the bandit leader pointing at the bandit leader's lower body, shaking their hands tremblingly and shouting: "Old, old, boss! You, you... your legs are gone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pop was heard, and the bandit leader, whose legs had been chopped off, fell to the ground in a daze. The horizontal and vertical directions were already in direct proportion.
"If there is anyone who can't roll, I'll chop them down and roll them back again!"
The cold dark red thin lips opened and closed slightly, and he issued a crisp but dignified question.
As he spoke, Murong Fei's eyebrows froze, and his eyes were like cold arrows, and he suddenly shot at the surrounding bandits. He looked like a fallen angel from hell. The swaying robes gave off the aura of death. The coquettish
A smile filled with a creepy and bloodthirsty smile.
In an instant, all the robbers seemed to have seen a ghost, hurriedly running towards the surrounding area, and fled in all directions like frightened birds...
Only then did Xi Shaoyang, Huahua and Fanfan poke their heads out and look around.
Except for the bloody and fainted bandit leader, only Murong Feixue was left standing on the spot, standing in the wind. Holding the Cloud Splitting Knife in one hand, the knife was not stained with blood and had a sharp edge...
"Miss, you solved them with just one move?" Huahua stepped out of the carriage in astonishment.
Murong Feixue calmed down the evil spirit in her body, turned her head and smiled brightly at Huahua, and pointed: "To capture the thief, capture the king first..."
After saying that, he threw the Fenyun knife back into Huahua's hand, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that you are not very good at knife skills? Did you see clearly the trick I used just now? Do it a hundred times.
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The little white tiger shook his head and roared: "If you ask me to take action! I will scare them out of their wits! Where can I use a knife?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Murong Feixue glared at the little white tiger, still insisting on practicing with Huahua.
Huahua obeyed the order and imitated Murong Feixue. She concentrated all her profound energy, penetrated the tip of the knife, used both arms to strike, and slashed with her hand! Although it was a clean and sharp blow, her speed and strength were inferior to those of Murong Feixue.
Not even a little bit. I guess if she were to behead the bandit leader, she would have to make him wail incessantly...
"Come again!"
Murong Feixue seemed to be sitting leisurely on a big rock nearby practicing, with her eyes closed tightly. But she could hear with her ears the profound energy exerted by Huahua. Even if she was dissatisfied, she did not get angry. She just shouted lightly.
