When the man saw her come out, he was startled, and when he saw that she was only a fourteen-year-old girl, there was a touch of contempt in his eyes.

"Little slut, I know you're hiding here! Watch me slaughter you with a single sword?! ”

He held a big knife and slashed at it, and Ming Yulong looked frightened, "Oh, don't come here!" Didn't you say that you could spare your life if you stood up? What to say doesn't count! ”

"You believe it!" The man snorted disdainfully, and chopped at Ming Yulong, but he didn't know what he stepped on under his feet-

"Poof—"

"Plop—"

Two soft sounds, one in front and one behind, the man only felt that he had tripped something, and when he looked down, he realized that there was a slight wind in front of him, and it was too late to dodge.

A sharp branch shot out of the woods, passing through his chest with unmistakable precision.

"You slut, you use traps," the man scolded, spitting blood from his mouth, glaring at her.

Ming Yulong walked out from behind the lying stone, a faint smile appeared on his fair little face, spread his hands, and shrugged:

"Didn't I say you should not come here? You don't believe it, you don't listen to good people, and you suffer in front of you. ”

With these people, she is not so stupid.

It's just that before hiding, she set up a small mechanism with a string, as long as someone gets close to the lying stone and hooks the line on the ground, the sharpened branches on the ground will pop out and shoot into the chest.

The man was pierced through the heart, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak, and his mouth was gurgling with blood, so he could only stare at her, and after a few glances, he bowed down.

Ming Yulong hugged his chest and kicked him in the face, and sighed:

"Dead? I still have a sentence to finish, speak to count, don't think that little girls are easy to deceive! ”

If she's really an ignorant young girl, it sounds too fake to say that she will forgive you when she comes out herself, okay?

Suddenly, Ming Yulong's eyes tightened, and a strong killing intent came from behind her, she was an undercover agent in her previous life, she was especially sensitive to this dangerous aura, and someone approached!

But the martial arts were so high that she didn't hear them at all.

Ming Yulong quickly took a few steps forward, touched his waist with one hand, and turned his head to look behind.

A young man was sitting lazily on the lying stone, holding a crescent-shaped scimitar in his right hand, his eyebrows and eyes were a little broad, and his face should have been plain, because a pair of light blue eyes revealed a different kind of beauty, and his eyes looked at her with a look of concern.

And when did this come about.

Look at how long he's been sitting here!

The most important thing is that in order to look so good, he has to wear a green shirt with wide sleeves, a tight wrist, a gold bracelet, and a pair of big red wide pants on the lower body, which are tucked away at the ankles.

Although he was thin and delicate, Ming Yulong always felt a little weird when he looked like this.

After thinking about it, I found that he really looked like a carrot that had just been pulled out of the ground, with red and green distinctions, which was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, the carrot's eyes flashed, and she looked at her affectionately, and said with a little grievance:

"Be careful of your liver, why haven't you seen each other for months, and now you look at other people's eyes with disgust?"

Ming Yulong was numb, and the voice hummed out of her nose, soft and greasy, as if she had been stuffed into a bunch of eight-foot men in pink bikinis-