Chapter 33: Childe's style is unparalleled

The moon is shining, and the silver glow shines through the layers of branches, swaying a faint glow, and the lonely air is faintly diffused with a little warmth.

The cold light poured out, overlooking from afar, a black shadow was not in a hurry, and tacitly kept an appropriate distance from the people behind him.

The majestic body with delicate lines like a god, resolute and upright like a golden dragon breaking through the clouds, the dragon's eyes are slightly narrowed, and the spleen is full of beings. The robe moves slightly, the pace is arbitrary and chic, and the momentum of flowing clouds and water is like an elegant ink painting, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Wickedness reigns!

The corners of Bai Liruo's lips twitched, and a string of characters naturally popped out of his mind.

"The son's style is unparalleled in the world, and the spring light of the moon is not as good as you."

Raising his eyes to meet his back, the halo of black clothes outlined by gold silk was like a cherry blossom in March, misty and distant.

The mountain wind blew the horns of his robe, and there were graceful ripples under him, giving people a sense of confusion.

Bai Liruo's heart moved slightly, and his heart suddenly jumped up.

Whether it is a white brocade robe or a black robe, wearing it on him, people have to admit that they have a different meaning. If you change people, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve this effect.

It's a pity that the prosperity is scattered and the fragrance and dust are scattered, and it is a chaotic dream after all.

In the long night, except for the occasional chirping of birds in the forest, and the almost non-existent footsteps of Bai Liruo and the others, the surrounding silence was too weird.

Zhao Xun frowned slightly, and landed on Bai Liruo's side with a light leap on his toes, subconsciously protecting her surroundings, and the palm wind mixed with deep internal force pushed in all directions.

Only a few "bang" sounds were heard, and the bloody breath came straight to his face, and a flash of excitement flashed in Bai Liruo's eyes. Although she is not a bloodthirsty person by nature, and she is not really good, she has never been merciful to the enemies who come to her door. The tiger is not powerful, let you pinch and flatten! Hehe...... Let's kill people tonight!

There are quite a few coming, and this time I'm afraid it's going to be a nest! If you want the life of this princess, then go back to the furnace and cultivate for a few more years! Tonight I want you to have no return, no death! Zhao Xun and Bai Liruo looked at each other and smiled, their eyes were burning with fierce battle intent, and the two handed each other's rear back to back.

The fluttering of wings on the trees suddenly sharpened, and the sound of breaking the wind came out of the air, and the killers who were ambushing here formed an encirclement in an instant, slowly approaching.

Zhao Xun's dark inky pupils shone like obsidian, and the moonlight hitting his face exuded a clear and cold luster. With a flick of the wide sleeves, he easily blocked the fierce attack of the man in black who rushed over, and took the opportunity to twist the sword in the opposite direction, and the long sword immediately sank into the chest of the man in black, and blood splashed everywhere. The Shocking Sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, attacked again, without the slightest bit of fancy, clean and neat, and after a week of leaping and spinning in the air, it quietly returned to Zhao Xun's hand, and the black-clothed man on the innermost layer lost his breath in an instant.

The glittering metallic light released a thick aura of evil and slaughter. The sword is unsheathed, and it will eat the flesh and blood of the enemy. A few drops of blood stained on the crystal white blade gathered on the tip of the sword and swooped to the ground, generating dazzling flowers. The action of not dragging mud and water, in one go, one blow will harvest one life after another, as if he is not killing, but engrossed in splashing ink to paint, fluttering like jade, Xiao killing the cold is a perfect fit, half of the fairy and half of the devil are natural, and there is a trace of soul-stirring beauty in the haze, all of which are pleasing to the eye.

"It deserves to be a peerless sword!"

The corners of Bai Liruo's mouth hooked up a shallow smile at the right time, without deliberate flattery, but admiration from the heart. A few more black-clothed killers leaned over, Bai Liruo did a dexterous somersault, his speed reached the extreme, and he suddenly turned behind the other party, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand slid silently over the necks of those people.

"The Cold Moon Sword lives up to its name!"

"Shall we compare and see who has more people down?"

"That's a great idea!"

You didn't mind the bloody scene at all, and your tone was cold and indifferent, as if you were discussing what to eat tomorrow morning.

The black-clothed killer listened to their conversation, and boundless anger poured out, "How many times do you guys have it! Arrogance, when our lives are at your mercy? ”

Seeing that Zhaoxun was defending against them while protecting the women around him, he was obviously a little powerless. The leader secretly made a gesture, and almost all of them concentrated their firepower and pretended to attack Zhao Xun fiercely.

This killer is clearly trying to disrupt his vision! Rao is Zhaoxun's martial arts are outstanding, and he is inevitably outnumbered. The ten fingers are long and short, and it is inevitable that they will be missed, and there is no guarantee that Bai Li will not be harmed. "I'll lure them away later, and you can go first if you have a chance!" Zhao Xun whispered softly, grabbed Bai Liruo's waist and jumped up, his feet sped up, and he jumped into the jungle that covered the sky and the sun.

The trees are dense and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and all of them are black and oppressive as far as the eye can see.

Zhao Xun hid Bai Liruo in a relatively safe cave, clicked on her acupoint, and made sure that it was safe, and then disappeared without a trace.

The sound of swords clashing outside stimulated Bai Liruo's eardrums wave by wave, is this person a fool, won't he run away? I am not related to him, why do I put myself in danger, just the so-called heartbeat? This person is paranoid and speechless, in the end, he is still implicated. The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I became, and the more guilty I became. Bai Liruo raised his internal force and tried to break through the acupuncture point every day, but after several struggles, he still lay on the ground softly.

Breaking the acupoint, you can't rush away! Bai Liruo was angry and angry, and kept trying, she didn't believe that she couldn't solve it.

Just as Bai Liruo was struggling to support himself, suddenly a series of footsteps sounded in the cave, and it seemed that Zhaoxun did not come back so quickly. Who the hell is it? Bai Liruo's whole body was highly tense, and his whole body entered a state of alert.

At this moment, it is really a man-made sword, I am a fish, Bai Liruo scolded Zhaoxun more than a hundred times in his mouth, what kind of hero is he doing, he wants to protect himself, what is the result? Now someone else will take their own lives without much effort.