Nalan Youhong looked at the Jun Dire at this moment and surrendered from the bottom of his heart.

Even if he doesn't speak, doesn't express a word, doesn't make any movements, as long as he stands like this, he can attract anyone, let alone make people completely surrender to him.

Jun Dire is very similar to Bai Aoxue, one person likes red clothes and red dresses alone, like a fire, just like her character, dare to love and hate, a woman who loves and hates from the bottom of her heart.

And Jun Dire, but he loves a gorgeous dress with black gilt edges, a slightly open collar, with a bit of evil wildness, and a touch of gold edges, which is in line with his temperament. Black and mysterious, like a master in the dark, it is prohibitive.

Even if he wears a jade mask on his face, even if the world knows it. Under that mask is a face, how ugly it is, but at this moment, Jun Dire is still dazzling and beautiful.

The robes were whistling by the wind from the north, blowing the sound of hunting, and the inky lotus flowers danced in the gale. Like the hair splashed with ink, it dances uncontrollably at the moment, and it looks like a mirror in the sun, as if it can refract a glimmer of light.

The Xuanyu mask is also more crystal clear, and the side face of the knife is like God's most perfect masterpiece with every stroke, which is profound and a little deadly.

Even Nalan Youhong, who is a man, looks at Jun Dire like this, and feels infinite from the bottom of his heart.

Jun Dire didn't have the heart to deal with it, at this moment, Nalan Youhong's thoughts, slender and slender fingers, like green onions, elegant and beautiful.

But at this time, this beautiful finger leaves no room for it... Grabbed someone else's throat so hard that with a slight twist, that person would die on the spot.

And the man who was twisted by Jun Dire's neck, looking at Jun Dire at this moment, the fear in his heart seemed to devour him!

Jun Dire's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, but there was no light in his long and narrow eyes, like inky black darkness without end, let alone any emotion.

If he really wants to describe it, then he can only say that it is cold, it is cold that freezes to the bones, and even the boiling blood has a little pain!

The man looked at the Dire in fear, but couldn't say a word.

And the man who was twisted by Jun Dire's neck was the second child who was discharged by the shopkeeper and followed Jun Dire and his party.

These little twenty thousand never thought that they would be discovered, although they were not meticulous, but they were very cautious along the way, but they didn't expect that they were still discovered by the man in front of them!

What they didn't expect was that the man in front of them was not as useless as the world said, if such people were useless, then they were really waste!

The moment they were spotted by the Dire, they were ready to attack, but they didn't think that the Dire, who was still far away, had already come to them in the blink of an eye.

And the companion standing at the front, before he even took his weapon, was slapped by Jun Dire's palm, and his heart and lungs were shattered!

And he was twisted by his neck in the next moment, and he was lifted from the ground fiercely!

The evil smile of the man in front of him made the post station junior feel frightened, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he was cold.

"Who are you!?" Xiao Er only felt that the man in front of him was not the rumor in the world, the ugly and wasteful prince!

It's a demon from hell, a demon who casually takes the lives of others!

"Heh... Don't you even know about me?What are you doing raising you waste?" Jun Dire smiled coldly and said mockingly.

"You... You... You're Jun..."Before the post boy could finish speaking, Jun Dire easily broke his neck.

The "click" sound of the broken neck was unusually loud in this empty land, accompanied by the sound of the wind... Reverberating.

Jun Dire let go of Xiao Er's neck, and there was no longer a trace of life's body that fell heavily to the ground, but there was no longer any possibility of getting up.

"Can you shout the name of this king? The corners of the Nightmare curled up at the corners of his lips, and a blood-devouring smile bloomed.

Strange and bewitching, with a bit of cruel poignancy. Make people willing to sink.

And the other one who still had one breath left, looking at the Jun Dire who looked like this, and watched the companions who acted together, die so powerlessly, his heart was extremely shocked, and he was even more terrified.

"No... No, no, no... Don't kill me. I can tell you about their plans, I'll say anything, please don't kill me. The man shook his head in fear, looked at the demon walking towards him step by step, and said anxiously.

He was so stupid, just now for a moment, he actually felt that the man in front of him was a god, even if he was wearing a jade mask on his face, he couldn't hide his noble and arrogant momentum.

The tall body like a god, and the momentum of looking at the world, are like gods.

But he understood at this moment that the man in front of him was a complete demon, cold-blooded and ruthless.

Yes... Demons like that, they like to wear the skin of a god, and once they deceive the trust of others, they will kill them mercilessly!

This is the devil! The man in front of him is such a demon! He obviously has the temperament of a god, but he has a heart that is even more ruthless than a demon!

Jun Dire looked at the man, raised his eyebrows, and said, "If it is what I need, I can spare your life, but if it is irrelevant, it is useless to keep you." ”

As soon as the man heard Jun Dire's words, the light in his eyes called hope lit up instantly.

"It's the shopkeeper who asked us to follow you! The shopkeeper has a close relationship with the soldiers on the Qingshan border, and I don't know anything else! Don't kill me!" the man hurriedly said what he knew.

Jun Dire listened to the man's words, and the corners of his mouth curled with a hint of interest, but he didn't speak.

Seeing that the Dire did not speak, the man said cautiously after a long time, "Can you let me go?" ”

Jun Dire still didn't speak, but the man was a little anxious, and a grim light flashed in his lowered eyes, and his hands clasped the earth tightly.

"Let you go—" Just when the man thought that Jun Dire couldn't speak, Jun Dire spoke slowly.

"Will you let me go?!I promise I won't tell you about today!as long as you let me go!" The man said as he looked at Jun Dire gratefully.

"Let you go, let you go back and report the news? Don't you think I really don't know anything? The sleeve of your left hand... Check it out. Jun Dire said indifferently.

The man listened to Jun Dire's words, and looked down, but his body stiffened, and his mouth opened wide in disbelief.

"Jun Wuxian likes to brand his own soldiers with his own logo, if I don't know any of this, what will I do to live today?" Jun Dire's mocking voice blew into the man's brain along the wind, leaving the man's mind at a loss.

Indeed, the clothes on the man's left wrist were just scratched by Jun Dire's palm wind, and there was indeed a strange symbol on the man's wrist.

But Jun Dire knew that the symbol was Jun Wuji's imprint on his own people.

When he was a child, Jun Wuxian often came to him in order to get close to Concubine Xuan, and once showed him the strange symbol he imprinted on his back.

Jun Dire still remembers that at that time, Jun Wuxian said that in the future, his people, he will brand this symbol, so that they will be hurt, and he will know what kind of punishment there will be if he resists.

Even the red sleeves and Wen Xi's wrists were washed away by Bai Aoxue's medicinal wine.

Later, when he returned from his studies, Concubine Xuan committed suicide, and after he accidentally got the favor of the emperor, some of the people who came to assassinate him had such a mark on their wrists.

Perhaps Jun Wuxian had forgotten that he had told Jun Dire, but Jun Dire had not forgotten it once.

So as long as you see such a symbol, you can be sure that these people are without a trace!

Just as Jun Dire was immersed in his memories, the man suddenly attacked Jun Dire!

"Now that you know that you are dead, I'll take you to hell with me!" the man's face contorted, and he screamed loudly and lunged at the Dire.

Jun Dire looked at the man's appearance, and did not hide the mockery in his eyes.

The moment Jun Dire made a move, the sound of sharp arrows cutting through the sky brought gusts of wind in the sharpness.

Pierce through layers of air, break through all barriers, and shoot at the man who is attacking the king's Dire!

Just as Jun Dire swept his sleeves and slapped his palm at the man, the sharp arrow also completely penetrated the man's chest.

Attacking back and forth, even Da Luo Immortal couldn't save this man.

Jun Dire looked at the sharp arrow that pierced the man's body, his body was stunned, and then he looked up.

I saw that not far away, the woman was dressed in red and riding a white horse.

The arm still maintained the action of shooting, the long curved bow did not have a trace of disobedience in her hand, the wind brought her wanton loose black hair, and the narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, maintaining the accuracy of the shot.

The red clothes in full swing, like a raging fire, rolled and boiled behind her.

Seeing the man fall to the ground, Bai Aoxue also knew that Jun Dire had already dealt a fatal blow to the man. But when she saw the man pounce on the Dire, but the Dire didn't react, no one knew, and at that moment she felt as if her heart was about to stop.

It was as if the soul was about to be withdrawn. made her every nerve uncontrollable anxiety.

Originally, he didn't plan to follow Jun Dire, but after thinking about it, Bai Aoxue still came. And they borrowed a longbow from Li Xiao, for fear of accidents.

I didn't expect her to let Chidian lead the way, and when she followed her, she saw such a scene.

If it weren't for her good psychological quality, I was afraid that she would be beaten up at this moment.

Putting away the longbow, Bai Aoxue carried it behind her back, looked at Jun Dire and said lightly, "Don't leave yet?"

With that, he turned his horse's head, raised the reins, and quickly left.

The white horse tramples on the dust, and the red lotus-like stamen in the wind is strong and indestructible.

Jun Dire looked at Bai Aoxue's departing back and smiled lowly.

Fu looked at Nalan Youhong again and said, "Do you know why I can't let go so much?"