Wen Xi exhaled a breath into the sky, there was a wolf howling near and far, she raised her hand, threw out a few stones, the sky and the earth were suddenly solemn, and even the silent insect chirp no longer sounded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Two years ago, Nannei's torture in that dark room for more than ten days taught her two things, that is, listening, and waiting, she closed her eyes, and could hear extremely subtle movements that no one could hear, and she was still very patient, waiting for the moment when those movements revealed their flaws.

She slowly stood up, lifted her hood, and in the light of the campfire that was clearly extinguished, the blood flowing in the veins under her pale neck was almost visible.

Uh-

Maybe it was just an exclamation from the bottom of her heart, no ear could hear it, but she felt it, and without hesitation, she stabbed out with a sword, and twenty paces away, a fresh corpse fell to the ground silently.

Several footsteps sounded, and in the otherwise silent wilderness, countless people appeared, all armed with knives, sabers, scimitars, and counterblades...... Each one has been stained with the blood of countless people, and each one has cost human life.

Wen Xi stood under the starry sky, holding a short sword in his left hand, double-edged, extremely light and thin, and there was a clump of bluegrass engraved on the hilt.

"Stinky, tonight is your time of death."

"It's too cheap to kill her, it's better to ...... Hey, hey, hey......"

"Zhahetu, you're too picky, such an ugly ghost, you want to be on it too."

"What's that, he doesn't even let go of a ewe, let alone a real woman, hahahaha!"

"What do you know, this kind of ugly monster, no one wants it, it must be a chick, grandpa, I like to play like this."

Laughter erupted.

……

Forty-four people, Wen Xi opened her mouth slightly, for the past two years, she had always regarded every sword as the last, and tonight, she had no intention of leaving, although none of these people would be able to catch up with her if she performed light skills.

She doesn't believe in any wrongs anymore, the person she wants to find is nowhere to be found, the person she wants to kill is hidden, she doesn't have much time, and when she kills enough to be terrifying, then the person she is looking for will naturally appear.

Suddenly, she raised her hand, her right hand high above her head.

Those people were stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

"Stinky, begging for mercy now, but it's too late." Someone shouted.

Wincy's gaze looked at the people who slowly surrounded her.

She raised her sword again, and the tip of the sword was cut off at her arm, and the blood poured out in an instant, and those people were completely stunned, they had never seen such a strange sight, and the earth-stained scarf fluttered in the wind wrapped around the woman, and she held up an arm covered with blood, hunting by bonfire, reflecting her posture like a shadow and a ghost.

There are so many of them that they don't have to be afraid of her! It's just pretending to be a ghost, this is what these sudden "warriors" think at this moment.

But then, the piercing blood, mixed with the firelight, danced around her as if alive, countless bloodlines, like countless red threads, and the red threads followed the sword light, as if they had life.

One person, two people, countless individuals...... Their blood poured down her throat and gathered into a river of blood, and she didn't even move, or no one saw her move, as if they had fallen to the ground and died of their own accord.

Wen Xi stepped on the blood, and approached the rest of the people, she was covered in not a single blood, only her fingertips, leaving drops of red marks with her steps.

"Ghost, ghost!" There are people who are almost insane, they have never seen such a sight in their lives, they would rather be blind and insane! Every nightmare night when I wake up with a terror is not so terrifying as it is now.

The fallen people were motionless, thirteen people, there was no chance of resistance, and the rest of them, although they were still holding their knives, did not have much courage to slash at Wenxi, and they were also afraid of becoming almost blood-drained pale corpses, at such times, the bounty and glory did not give them any courage.

"Ghosts, ghosts......" Some people have already begun to run to the depths of the grassland.

Then there was a rout, and among them was a tall young man, staring at Wenxi, staring at her with her sword and dragging drops of blood, and slowly walked towards him, and his companion pulled him violently: "Shaobu, go quickly!" ”

Saub pinched his sword, licked his chapped lips, and stepped back unwillingly.

In a few moments, the group of Turks had dispersed as swiftly as they had appeared.

Winsy could no longer hear those gasps in her ears, and she sat on her knees weakly, looking back at the corpse behind her, looking up at the already bright starry sky—

Your Royal Highness the Prince, one day, I will be able to kill people like numb......

She leaned over the ground and closed her eyes tiredly.

When the first rays of the morning sun shone on the wasteland, the warm sunlight caressed the cold skin, the sun gradually rose, the pale body gradually regained a little blood, and the person lying motionless on the ground gently moved his fingers.

"Grandpa, there's still a living person here." A shout rang out.

Then, a hand tentatively poked the person on the ground, Wen Xi slowly raised his head, in front of him was a child, but seven or eight years old, but very strong, almost like a calf.

Hearing him shout, a middle-aged man came over, the man was dressed in a leather robe and had a cowhide whip pinned to his waist, he looked at Wen Xi and said, "Suhe, go get a milk bag." ”

The strong boy immediately got up, ran to the side of the car to remove a cowhide bag, and ran back like another gust of wind.

The man raised his chin at Wen Xi and said, "Feed her." ”

Su He opened the skin and carefully poured the thick white milk into Wen Xi's mouth, the milk was very fishy, Wen Xi drank a few sips, coughed a few times, and then slowly got up.

"Are you alright? You're hurt? Sukh asked her.

Wincy didn't speak, just shook her head slightly.

The strong man was examining the bodies of the Turks on the ground, and he took out his knife and cut off what he thought was useful, pouches, leather robes, ornaments of colored gems or wolf teeth and feathers, and their knives.

Wen Xi held the cowhide bag and slowly stood up.

The strong man put away his things, threw them all behind the carriage, and shouted to the child: "Suhe, take two skins and go to the river to fetch water just now!" ”

Su He glanced at Wen Xi a few times uneasily, but still went to the carriage and picked up two cowhide bags, and ran away like a joy.

The strong man looked at Wen Xi carefully and said, "You killed all those Turks?" ”

Wincy didn't answer, she was tired, and the sun was warm enough to keep her from fainting again.

"We are just two wandering fathers and sons, no cattle, sheep and property, and we have nothing to do with the Turks, we are planning to go to Qilian City to beg for a living, we saved you, and we don't expect you to repay your kindness, so you go." He was wary of Winsey, staring at her blood-condensed dagger.