67. Chapter 67 I went to the woods over there to enjoy the snow
The sound like metal friction irritated Jiao Xiaoliu's eardrums. Jiao Xiaoliu slowly walked to Feng Qianchen's side and confronted the ghost-faced man, "Who are you?"
The ghost-faced man's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, "Sima Ruochen, your arrogant attitude is so similar to your father... Today, I am going to kill you..."
"Bah!" Jiao Xiaoliu interrupted the ghost-faced man's words just as he said, "Just you? Kill me? Stop joking, okay?" He pushed Feng Qianchen aside, "You're right next to me.
Just watch, I will definitely deal with this person today!"
Feng Qianchen nodded, "Then I'll go to the woods over there to enjoy the snow. The snow here hasn't melted yet." After saying that, he turned around and left with a long stride. "You walk slower, we'll go together later.
Enjoy the snow." Jiao Xiaoliu shouted to Feng Qianchen's back, and Feng Qianchen indeed slowed down, as if taking a walk.
"Young man with a yellow mouth, you are not ashamed of your words." The ghost-faced man stared at the fearless Jiao Xiaoliu, "I want to see what kind of master Shuiyun Palace can teach." As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost-faced man took out his belt from his waist.
The soft sword stabbed Jiao Xiaoliu.
The shattering cold light hit Jiao Xiaoliu's heart directly. Jiao Xiaoliu turned his body slightly to avoid the fatal blow. When he turned his arm, there was a long sword in his hand. Before the ghost-faced man could be surprised, Jiao Xiaoliu
The attacks were overwhelming, forcing her to be unable to fight back. Jiao Xiaoliu's sword light flew toward the opponent like lightning. The ghost-faced man shook the soft sword in his hand with his true energy, trying to block Jiao Xiaoliu's attack, but
Unexpectedly, Jiao Xiaoliu jumped slightly, moved the sword to his left hand in an instant, stretched out his right hand to clamp the sword edge of the Ghost-Faced Man, and shook it with his true energy. The Ghost-Faced Man's hand went numb and the soft sword fell to the ground.
The ghost-faced man took two steps back sharply, blood gushed out from the corner of his lips, and he knelt on the ground. He looked at Jiao Xiaoliu in disbelief, "Is it actually a 'wind-cutting sword'?"
Jiao Xiaoliu stood still and looked at the ghost-faced man indifferently, "You actually know about the 'Wind-Severing Sword'. Who are you? What does it have to do with the extermination of the Sima family?"
When Jiao Xiaoliu passed through, this body didn't know why there was still a trace of residual consciousness. Sima Ruochen should be the real name of the owner of this body. Sima Ruochen died of starvation, and Jiao Xiaoliu clearly remembered it. However, in the middle
There was a period that Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't remember, only some broken pictures existed in her mind. Almost all her family members were dead, and they were killed by whomever, but the remaining consciousness was gone. This even made Jiao Xiaoliu angry for a while.
Time has taken up her body, and it is reasonable to help her take revenge.
When she first started learning the mental method from "Ghost Viewing Sorrow", Jiao Xiaoliu even prayed, "If you want me to avenge you, just give it to me in a dream." But she never dreamed about her once, so it took a long time.
After that, she gradually forgot about it. It wasn't until the ghost-faced man mentioned 'Sima Ruochen' in the palace last time that her memory slowly awakened. Yes, she was just a soul from another world.
That's all. This body does not belong to her.
"Hahaha..." The harsh and harsh voice reminded me again, "Who am I? You don't deserve to know."
Jiao Xiaoliu narrowed his eyes, and the 'wind-cutting sword' mysteriously disappeared from his hand, "Do you think I won't kill you?"
The ghost-faced man covered his chest and stood up slowly, "Kill me, you will never know who your father-killing enemy is..."
