Hearing the melon-faced man speak, a black-faced man opposite him on the left side glanced at him and then frowned slightly: "Qi Feng, don't take it lightly. How can there be a woman in a place like this?"

It's not that the enemy has sent female agents to trap and kill the master.

They can't afford to make this mistake a second time.

The man who called Qi Feng is also the man with the melon seed face who spoke at the beginning. As soon as he heard this, he looked at Tian Zhen'er again in confusion and confusion, and he was speechless.

Indeed, at such times, there can be no surprises.

After all, the master is ...... now

The air returned to the atmosphere of fierce fighting.

Tian Zhen'er's ears filtered the conversation between the two, and she examined the situation in front of her at this time. More than a dozen spears were pointed at her, and as long as she moved slightly, I was afraid that she would be killed by the other party's strafing.

In particular, she seems to have become the object of suspicion.

There is no doubt that the man in the special boots who stood at the forefront, like a cloud, should be the so-called master I just heard, the leader of this group.

However, at this time, the man did not speak from beginning to end.

Tian Zhen'er only felt that her eyes were as cold as X-rays, and she shot from head to toe as if she was about to pierce her. This indifference with a powerful and coercive temperament shrouded her, as if she could see through her whole person.

It's not just the height advantage, but also the innate kingly aura that locks you in. The face of the demon is a perfect statue frozen by frost, cold and merciful, high up like a god.

“。 The man's voice was slightly hoarse, extremely charming and good-sounding, but the danger was undoubted. It seems that you are his prisoner at this time, and you can only confess and confess to the road of leniency.

Otherwise, the violator dies.

Tian Zhen'er hugged her soaked self, and was swept away by such a dangerous look, and her body couldn't help shaking.

Then the timid voice was weak, and he was so frightened that he wanted to cry: "I...... I'm just a villager in this village, and I've come to the mountains to do something, and I just took a bath here, and I'm really ...... Nothing is known. Beg...... Please don't kill me. ”

The woman is pitiful, and her eyes are pure. It's really like a white rabbit being bullied by them, full of trembling fear and uneasiness.

And looking down in Leng Mohan's sight, it was the woman who hugged her in a protective way, and the whole person was extremely delicate and weak. Although the hair is wet and damp, it has a natural beauty. The skin is good and flawless, and the fairness of the skin makes people can't help but leave traces.

Especially when a wet object sticks to the body, I am afraid that no man can control the looming feeling.

At this time, some of the subordinates around him were obviously breathing heavily.

If the other party is really a killer, such a appearance and disguise are successful.

Leng Mohan's long and narrow eyes were slightly deep, as if the woman's demeanor was locked into the depths of her eyes without missing a bit, but unfortunately she didn't find any suspicions.

The water stains on their hair and clothes are wet for a long time, and their route is random and lost. And the woman, apparently arrived here before them.

With such a look, there is no possibility of hiding weapons at all.

If it's really a killer, this might be the stupidest way to assassinate him.

Therefore, the woman in front of her is not the other party's person.