Chapter Seventy-Three: The White-Haired Girl
A girl in white clothes and white hair walked in slowly, every step seemed extremely light, but the closer she got there, the more Yun Xian'er felt suffocated...
This kind of suffocation is not the kind of ethereal spirit that Gu Yue Piaoling brought her, but a kind of suffocation with endless murder in the gentleness, but she didn't feel the killing intent from the white-haired girl...
The bell on her ankle also followed the approach of the white-haired girl, and Yu Jia's loud voice seemed to be urging her life, "Who are you?" ”
Yun Xian'er still asked this sentence, sooner or later, she was not a procrastinator, but the white-haired girl ignored her words...
She smiled, she smiled beautifully, and the more beautiful a woman laughed, the more dangerous she became...
In the last life, few people saw her laugh, and when she laughed, she always slaughtered millions of corpses, which also made others dare not ignore him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Since her rebirth, she has been carefree and has lived a leisurely life, she is very satisfied, even if Yun Feiyang thinks of various ways to fix her, she has not cared, she believes what she said, Yun Feiyang does not dare not listen..
She treats people kindly, regards Xiaohe, Anya as a sister, she likes her current life, she doesn't want to break, for this kind of life, she can be willing to be plain..
But people always have pride and bottom lines, and what she doesn't like the most is disobedient people, especially those who don't listen to her, she is so domineering...
"Hmph. The mantis arm blocks the car, and he can't help himself" A clear voice came out of the white-haired girl's mouth, and her eyes didn't even look at Yun Xian'er.
She always disdains to look at ants, her eyes will be very tired if she sees too much, and she can't see the owner if she is tired, which makes her do everything quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately.
As soon as these words came out, a shocking momentum suddenly formed, Yun Xian'er took a few steps back, a trace of blood scraped from the corner of her mouth, her smile was still the same, but the bell was getting louder and louder.
"Sister Xian'er.., Miss.." The two women said in unison.
Yun Xian'er glanced at Anya Ming, and whispered in Xiaohe's ear: "Take Sister Ming'er away, her target is Sister Ming'er..."
People who have killed people always have a special understanding of killing intent, killing intent is everywhere, and when you don't feel it, it has already locked on to the target.
Xiaohe's face was full of worry, "But... Miss? ”
Yun Xian'er didn't reply again, just shook her head, Xiaohe was very smart, and nodded, holding Anya Ming's hand with her hand, and was about to leave.
She couldn't go, and the white-haired girl blocked the way, "You can go, the two of them stay!" ”
The white-haired girl pointed at Anya Ming with her finger and said to Xiaohe, saying very little, but it contained several coercions, and when the coercion approached Xiaohe, a golden lotus came out of Xiaohe's body.
The coercion disappeared in an instant...
"Huh? Got flowers? The white-haired girl finally had a trace of mood swings, but it instantly turned flat, and said lightly: "You.. You can go, she stays. ”
This time she pointed at Xiaohe and Yun Xian'er with her fingers, she could see that the girl in front of her was talented, and let go of the ant, even if she looked at this ant very unpleasantly, who let her master always teach her to be obedient.
"Poof.."
Yun Xian'er spurted out a mouthful of blood, but the bell on her ankle did not ring.
People who have lived for thousands of years, although it is only a snap of a finger for those who are real masters, but she still has some means...
She still knows a little bit about secret methods...
In an instant, her nine-trick heart platform appeared outside her body, and her cultivation also soared instantly, withering glory realm, spring realm, spring sixth layer...
Xiu Wei stopped at the sixth layer of Fengchun, and this layer has a nice name, Venerable.
"Actually, I hate it when people point at me..."Yun Xian'er looked at the white-haired girl with a smile on her face, and her tone didn't have a trace of anger.
In her eyes, it is not surprising that the white-haired girl is already a dead person, and she has always been very good when she speaks to dead people.
"It's a big price!"
The white-haired girl said indifferently, but she was not afraid of Yun Xian'er...
Yes, the price is very high, but Yun Xian'er thinks it's worth it, if the cultivation is gone, you can re-cultivate, Anya Ming is gone, and her "Qin Shi Huang Growth Diary" is about to die...
"It's not big..."Yun Xian'er said coldly.
The white-haired girl's mood fluctuated again, "The cultivation is all gone, it's not big?" ”
"It's not big..."Yun Xian'er continued.
"But even if you are like this, you are no match for me!" The white-haired girl sighed, this is not a mockery, this is a kind of loneliness, this loneliness is called Dugu seeking defeat...
Since she was subdued by her master, there have been few opponents, almost to none.
"If you don't reveal your body, the outcome is unknown..."Yun Xian'er said with a smile, and she was a little surprised in her heart, how could the nine-tailed demon fox be met by her, she had never met it in her previous life.
Although the fox clan was punished by heaven for sinning against the heavens because of its ancestor Su Daji, and the fox clan was also implicated, there were always remnants of sin and stealing life, and God had the virtue of a good life, but he also opened one eye and closed one eye.
The white-haired girl then pointed at Anya Ming and said, "You don't have to be like this, I just want her!" ”
"Why?" Yun Xian'er asked, but she was ready for battle.
The white-haired girl has an extra book in her hand, and Yun Xian'er knows that it is the book "Qin Shi Huang's Growth Diary" written by her sister, but what does it matter?
"She didn't finish writing," the white-haired girl said indifferently.
Yun Xian'er shook her head, "It's not logical... Are you going to die if you don't finish the book? ”
"Few people have told me about logic anymore, and the last one has now become a handful of loess." The white-haired girl said coldly, and the "Growth Diary of Qin Shi Huang" in her hand was instantly extinguished by a flame.
"This white-haired sister, I will definitely finish writing "Qin Shi Huang's Growth Diary"... Don't burn! Anya Ming cried with a hint of crying, and the results of her efforts disappeared in an instant, which no one could accept.
It's too late, and with the disappearance of the flames, "The Growth of Qin Shi Huang's Diary" has also disappeared...
Anya squatted down and drew circles with her hands, why, why, what she worked hard to write, she didn't have the ability to protect, she wanted to get stronger.. Get stronger!
"You can stop it..."The white-haired girl said as she looked at Yun Xian'er.
Yun Xian'er shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't know why you have hatred for this little girl Anya Ming, but it's definitely not "Qin Shi Huang's Growth Diary""
The white-haired girl's face changed, but she quickly calmed down, "How can you conclude that I am hateful and not murderous?" ”
"Haha, a Titled Venerable wants to kill someone, then that person definitely has no way to live!" Yun Xian'er said with a smile, and the strong momentum on her body was slowly decreasing.
Venerable is the title of the strongest in the Spring Realm, and the Titled Venerable can wipe out a thousand Venerable-level powerhouses with a snap of his fingers...
"You're not afraid I'll kill you?" The white-haired girl was surprised.
Yun Xian'er said resolutely: "I'm afraid, I should have run away a long time ago."
"Do you know why I hate her?" Pointing at Anya Ming, the white-haired girl said!
Yun Xian'er is interested...
"My master, a thousand years of life have been wasted trying to find her! She's damned! ”
It's not good, this white-haired girl is going to do it.. Yun Xian'er felt it.
"Bai Qi, don't be rude to the shrine maid! ...”
An elegant scholar walked in, his face was a little pale, as if he had a serious illness! (To be continued.) )