The sharp phantom blade soared towards the person behind him, as if breaking through ten thousand resistances. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but it disappeared in the next moment.

"Huh?"

Huang Bingxiu frowned, who was the person who came, and he had such a skill, dissolving all her attacks, a dangerous aura came from behind, and her sensitive nerves moved, and quickly flashed towards the oblique back.

"Hmm. Hiss ......"

Huang Bing only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and Lingxiu's nose hit something hard, like a stone wall. The cold, evil and dangerous aura that surrounds him is even worse. Xiu's eyebrows are slightly straight, this person ......

Huang Bing quickly stepped back, out of the dangerous place, and looked up at the comer.

Man?

In the direction of the stone house, a man stood with his hands in his hands. The inky hair was slightly spread out, sliding down on both shoulders, the sword eyebrows flew obliquely, and the most amazing thing was the eyes, like the most delicate works of art, and the purple glazed eyes were intoxicating. Those eyes seemed to attract people like a whirlpool, and they inadvertently fell into it, unable to extricate themselves, but they also exuded a deadly aura. The ink-colored robe wrapped around his long body, and the golden silk outlined the phoenix flowers, which were lifelike and blooming. But that doesn't hide the coldness of the man, as if Satan was coming into the world.

Huang Bing couldn't help but be stunned, and a strange feeling hit her heart.

"Is it pretty?" a playful but infinitely cold voice sounded.

Huang Bing instantly came back to his senses and frowned. Damn, how could I be stunned. This person is beautiful, but it is extremely dangerous, she Huang Bing is not so confused by beauty, what is appearance, life is the most important thing.

She was sure that it wasn't because of his astonishing face that she was stunned, but because of the feeling that came to her heart when she saw him, yes, that feeling, disgust. She was sure it was the first time she had seen him, but the disgust was real, and why. There was no reason for her to feel this way about someone she had just met, and Huang Bing was puzzled. It's just that, if you don't understand it, forget it, you will understand it one day.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?"

Looking directly at the man's gaze, Huang Bing's tone was even colder, and there was no look on his indifferent face, and the hand holding Han Ying tightened. She could feel that the man in front of her was powerful.

Looking at Huang Bing's cold and guarded look, the man's heart couldn't help but soften, and his voice became soft.

"Hand over the Soul Returning Grass, and I'll let you go. ”

Hearing these words in Huang Bing's ears, he was extremely arrogant and rampant, and he couldn't help but become even more disgusted. Soul Returning Grass, what it is, she doesn't know, and she doesn't have it, but she is not the one who is threatened!

"What if you don't pay it?" the wild tone flowed wantonly.

The man's expression darkened, and he seemed a little angry. Not because of her arrogance, but because he heard disgust in her words. For some reason, my heart swelled and became uncomfortable. Was she like this to everyone, or was she just a dislike for him? At the thought of this, his eyes darkened, as if something was brewing.

"To give or not to give?"

"Don't give it!"

Huang Bing knew that he was angry, this kind of person was like this, did he think that he could despise others when he was strong, but she was never threatened, and what she despised the most was the self-righteous person. Is it more patient, than murderous, she doesn't have it.

In an instant, the two of them were like two large ice cubes, continuously releasing cold air outward.

I don't know who made the first move, and the two boxers fought with each other, but, I don't know if I forgot, I didn't even use magic power tacitly.

In an instant, the fists and palms in the stone house were blowing, and the two figures swayed, and finally stopped in a very strange posture.

The same black placket is intertwined, the eyes are facing each other, the purple eyes are bewildering, and the blue eyes are bright. If you ignore the movements in your hands and the murderous aura in your eyes, this must be a beautiful picture.

However, her leg was sandwiched between his legs, his hand was around her neck, and her hand was against his carotid artery.

The coldness in Huang Bing's eyes was even worse. She didn't expect this man's fighting to be on par with her. Now, on the surface, none of them won, but she knows that she has lost.

There had never been a moment when she felt so angry and ashamed. What does this man want, it's a big deal that she will die with him, and she will pull a cushion on her back when she dies.

The man's heart is not easy either. He didn't want to hurt her, and he fought just to be able to subdue her, but now, seeing her stubborn and angry eyes, so resolute, as if jade was burning, his heart suddenly hurt. Did she hate him so much? How could it be? Purple eyes overflowed with anger and a hint of sadness, and the hand around her neck became harder and harder.

Huang Bing's breath became rapid. She only felt as if her lungs were about to be drained, and her stubborn and cold eyes were like knives stabbing at the man in front of her. Death, she's not afraid!

Just when Huang Bing thought that he was about to finish like this, the hand on his neck loosened, he took a big breath of air, and when he looked up, there was no man anymore. One hand on her neck, you don't have to look at her to know what is going on, a circle of bruises. Huang Bing's eyes darkened, or she was too weak.

A hundred miles away, the man stopped, and his right hand touched the position of the heart, where it hurt. He didn't understand what was wrong with him, he had always been ruthless, how could his heart hurt now.

Huang Bing's cold eyes seemed to appear in front of his eyes, those eyes were as clear as a lake, but they were covered with thick ice, and he couldn't see through them. Thinking of the disgust in those eyes, he felt his heart ache again.

Looking up at the sky, a waning moon is like a hook. The man's eyes were full of inexplicability, he couldn't read it, he couldn't see through it. With his hand on his left, he made a strange gesture and made a strange sound, and something fluttered its wings in the distance, it was an eagle dove. In the blink of an eye, the man and the eagle dove were gone, and only a curtain of cold moonlight remained......