She finally made a move. ”

Sword God Jinghe looked at the scene in the distance, his eyelids drooped slightly, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his heart.

A trace of unbearable expression also flashed on the faces of the other three people, including Lin Tianhua, who had just dealt with the cold wind.

Even Long Hui, the head of Huaxia who was sitting in the car, stepped out of the car at this time, staring at the blood that fell like rain in front of him.

The woman who shot was Long Hui's wife, Xia whispered.

First Lady of the Chinese People's Republic of China.

At the same time, she is also an S-class ability, with shadow abilities.

She is not included in the guardian saint of Huaxia, and after marrying Long Hui, she has always been very low-key, and she has not shown her ability in front of others.

Except for one time she released it eighteen years ago, she hadn't used her own abilities in those eighteen years, except this time.

She had been sitting in the car just now, and no one knew why she had made a sudden move.

Blood fell from the sky like rain, staining the ground red.

The heart-rending pain spread all over the cold wind's body, and on the broken right wing, the red that gushed out was extremely terrifying under the light of the waning moon!

His two-meter-long right wing was cut off in half by Xia Qingyu!

"Smack......

The broken wings fell to the ground with a crisp thud.

And Xia Qingyu also released control of the cold wind at this time, and then raised his head and stared at the cold wind falling from the sky.

The wings have been cut off, and the cold wind has lost the ability to fly.

The cold wind was like a kite with a broken string, and it had no ability to resist, so it fell on the grass next to the road. There was a muffled sound when his body made contact with the ground.

The cold wind now almost felt the presence of his consciousness, and the sharp pain of his broken wings spread all over his body, and the pain almost killed him.

He had never experienced such a terrible pain, and he never imagined that one day his wings would be cut off.

The muscles of Leng Feng's face twisted, and his whole body trembled from the severe pain, he didn't have the strength to stand up, he just wanted to get out of here now, he just wanted to leave......

Xia whispering is not something that the cold wind can resist, although she is not included in the Huaxia Guardian Spirit, she has enough ability to defeat the Sword God, but she has always been very low-key, and there are not many people in the world of Strangers who know her.

She has never appeared in the Adept World, and once she does, she is immediately listed as the youngest S-Class Adept ever.

Because she was only forty years old.

However, she looks like a young girl in her twenties, without any signs of age.

No one knows why she's so powerful, or why she's so low-key.

Except that she is Long Hui's wife, everything else must be very mysterious.

At this time, her face was cold, and she took a silver dagger, and walked step by step towards the cold wind that fell on the grass.

With each step she took closer, the murderous aura on her body became stronger.

Sensing that Xia was whispering towards him, Leng Feng stretched out his hand with all his might, grabbed a handful of grass in front of him, and then crawled forward with difficulty.

The green grass beneath him had been completely stained red with blood, and the blood was still flowing from the wounds on his wings, and if it continued, the cold wind would sooner or later die from excessive blood loss.

The severe pain had made Leng Feng unable to feel anything else, and even his vision was blurred, and his brain had no other thoughts other than the belief that he wanted to live.

He had forgotten the pain of falling out of love, and he had forgotten what he had done to Mo Ran.

He just wants to leave alive now, he just wants to live......

It's just that the current situation is very unfavorable to the cold wind, and the four gods of Huaxia, even the head of Huaxia, Long Hui, have come over, including many elites of the special forces.

Dozens of people, all around are cordoned off.

It is simply impossible for a cold wind that has lost the ability to fly to leave.

Leng Feng gritted his teeth hard, his face was pale and terrifying, but he was wearing a mask, and no one could see it.

Xia whispered closer and closer, and the cold wind was still crawling forward with difficulty.

He looks like a rabbit with no ability to resist, and can only be slaughtered.

Long Hui came to the side, staring at the cold wind that was crawling forward relying on the last trace of desire to survive, and he suddenly felt inexplicably distressed.

The pain was like a needle piercing his heart, and his heart twitched violently.

Xia Qingyu finally came to Leng Feng's side, looked down at Leng Feng, who was stained red with blood, and kicked out with an expressionless face.

This kick hit Leng Feng's abdomen hard, kicking him out of the air.

"Bang!"

Cold Wind's body slammed into a tree, then clinged to the trunk and slid to the ground.

"Poof......

The cold wind that fell to the ground spurted out a mouthful of blood, and by this time he was already dying, and his breathing would stop at any moment.

The severe pain of his wings being cut off had already made him almost faint, and coupled with the weakness caused by excessive blood loss, the cold wind had already run out.

Now with this kick again, the cold wind is now hovering on the edge of life and death.

He was not an Assassin, but was treated as such.

Leng Feng wanted to laugh and cry.

Why did his fate be like this, and why did he go through these things.

Falling out of love, doing the wrong thing, and now being treated like an assassin. He never had the idea of assassinating the head of Huaxia, but he always had a trace of respect in his heart.

But now, he was considered an assassin, and even his wings were cut off.

Leng Feng doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die.

He once promised Mu Shiyun that he would live well.

But he was only eighteen years old, and he didn't want to die with regrets.

Xia whispered and walked to Leng Feng's side again, looking down at the dying Leng Feng, without any emotion in his eyes.

"Eighteen years ago, I lost my son because of assassins like you. Xia whispered slowly, her voice was as beautiful as Juanjuan's spring water, refreshing, making the cold wind on the verge of life and death feel warm.

However, the current cold wind has nothing but hatred for her, because she has cut off her own wings.

"From that time on, I swore that I would never let anyone hurt my family again in my life, and if anyone wanted to hurt my family, I would definitely make him doomed!" Xia whispered in a voice that gradually became cold, and she slowly raised the dagger in her hand.

"I really ......" Leng Feng gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "I'm really not an assassin......"

After speaking, Leng Feng closed his eyes painfully and did not climb any further.

He had no strength left.

Hearing Leng Feng's words, Xia Qingyu's raised hand paused, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Immediately after, she crouched down and removed the mask that the cold wind had been wearing on her face.

Leng Feng is very handsome, with a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular and cold handsomeness. Thick eyebrows, tall nose, handsome lips, all of them are noble and elegant.

Leng Feng's appearance now is very different from usual, and now his face is pale, without a trace of blood. The corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and his breathing would stop at any moment.

The moment she saw Leng Feng's appearance, Xia Qingyu's eyes suddenly widened, and she inexplicably had a familiar feeling.

Sensing that his mask had been removed, Leng Feng subconsciously opened his eyes.

The blue right eye didn't flicker, and he didn't have any power to use his abilities, including Hawkeye.

In the past, even if he didn't deliberately use Hawkeye, Hawkeye would automatically shine.

But now, the cold wind is on the verge of life and death, and Hawkeye has fallen silent because of it.

However, when Leng Feng opened his eyes, Xia Qingyu just turned his head to look at Long Hui and asked softly, "What should I do with him?"

While she was talking, Leng Feng suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly reached out and took out the space ball that Nelson had given him from his pocket.

This was his only chance to escape, and no matter where he teleported, he would at least be able to get out of this dangerous place.

Xia Qingyu noticed his actions and immediately raised the dagger in his hand, wanting to stop Leng Feng from leaving.

But the speed of the cold wind was much faster than her, and before she could stab the dagger, the cold wind directly crushed the ball.

Immediately afterward, a wave of spatial fluctuations appeared from around the cold wind, accompanied by a rift in the space.

Under everyone's gaze, the spatial rift sucked the cold wind in.

This process only lasted for half a second, and Xia Qingyu didn't have time to stop it at all.

The spatial rift slowly disappeared, and the figure of the cold wind had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Xia Qingyu, who was shocked to the ground by the spatial fluctuations, jumped up quickly, holding the dagger in his hand and standing in place, not knowing what he was thinking.

Long Hui walked up to Xia Qingyu's side, patted her shoulder gently, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"Brother Long. Xia raised her head softly, looked at Long Hui, who was half a head taller than herself, and frowned: "That person gave me a very familiar feeling, and when I hurt him, I found that my heart hurt so much, like being cut by a knife." ”

Listening to his wife's words, Long Hui subconsciously covered his heart, and then said, "Me too." ”

"Chief!"

Lin Tianhua stepped aside, bowed slightly, and said, "We have issued a wanted warrant, started the world's most wanted aerial killing gods, and sent the dragon group to search for him in H City, where he used to be, I believe that there will be results in less than a day." ”

Long Hui snorted, then glanced at the shocking bloodstains on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and said, "Send someone to check his blood." ”

Hearing Long Hui's words, Xia was slightly stunned in a whisper, and then said in a trembling voice: "Brother Long, you ......"

"We can't feel this way for no reason. Long Hui covered his heart and said with some difficulty: "I hope it's true, but I hope it's not true." If it's true, then we're afraid we'......"

Speaking of this, Long Hui stopped, his breathing slightly short.

Xia Qingyu's body also trembled, and then looked at the blood on the ground, and the pain in his heart twitched.

After a while, Long Hui said loudly: "Come on, give me the information on killing gods in the air." Remember, I want the most detailed information!"

Long Hui's abnormality made everyone present stunned, but no one dared to refuse his order.

After all, he is the head of Huaxia!