She rubbed her forehead and walked to the window, looking out at the dark night sky, waiting for the mosquitoes to arrive. I secretly thought, at this time, she should also come back.

The wind blew across her face, bringing a hint of sweetness and greasyness......

Not far away, a nervous and worried call was heard, "Hurry, go and catch the assassin." ”

Jun Feiyan's eyes narrowed dangerously, and she looked vigilantly at the bleak and silent surroundings. The wind fluctuated with a hint that was not easily noticeable, and then a black figure quickly burst into her field of vision.

That person, a little far away from her, stood there quietly, looking at Jun Feiyan for a while. The next moment, it rushed in through the window at a very fast speed, and it was in front of her in an instant.

Before she could react, a murderous aura struck her neck. Then, the open window closed suddenly.

All this happened in a very short period of time, and it was so fast that she didn't have time to prevent it.

Her intuition told her that this was a master, and that he was much higher than her skills, and even if she was injured, she believed that this person could finish her out in ten moves.

In modern times, her skills are still considered god-level masters, however, in this ancient era, the era of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, plus some martial arts that have been lost in modern times, she can't be confident.

However, the sad thing is that when the other party was seriously injured, when she ignored the other party, she was subdued with one move.

, all her faces have been lost, she has grown so big, she wants to cry without tears for the first time!!

"Don't make any tricks in front of this king, or the sword in this king's hand." A cold, magnetic voice.

Jun Feiyan raised her head cautiously and looked at her murderous eyes.

Moonlight's pupils looked at her steadily, without a trace of focus, and her silver hair was scattered in the air like a waterfall.

The face is cold, and the white clothes are even more repulsive. However, the snow-white clothes without wrinkles were stained with a suspicious red liquid, and there were traces that seemed to spread everywhere. That place, on the right side of the chest, she could tell, had a deep wound......

"You're injured, treat the young lady who is going to be your savior......"

"Less nonsense." He frowned slightly, as if bothered by the fact that the woman in front of him was not afraid. Most women should not be so frightened that they can't speak, or shout for help. However, in front of her, this woman did nothing, obediently did not move, and said things like that.

"Hey, you really want to kill your savior." Jun Feiyan raised her hand, wanting to push the sword closer to her.

She is afraid of death, yes, but she hates being endangered the most, in her previous life, she has always been done by people to lose her head at any time, how could she be so dangerous?

Outside the door, there was a sound of small footsteps, "It's so heavy, Feng, you mention it to me." The woman's delicate voice rang out.

"Hmm." Short words, but revealing warmth.

Mosquitoes and peaks? There was a look of joy in her eyes.

"Let's go." The bright sword was attached to her neck, sliding slightly, and suddenly, a bloody streak was cut on her neck.

Before the sound of "......" came out, he was covered by the other party's big hand and dragged into the bed.