Yang Bingling's heart was surging with qi and blood, and he didn't know where the strength came from. Yang Bingling disappeared into the ground like this and appeared in front of the two unsuspecting people in a second, threw Qingwen to the stupid snake casually, and took off his shirt without doubt: "Shut your mouth and stand aside, I don't want to say it a second time."

Such a domineering Yang Bingling has never appeared, just like before, the charming and charming woman with a knife hidden in her smile has never appeared, and the end of Yang Bingling's clothes is the tip of the sword of death, and the next second it is driven by the hand of this domineering woman and deeply pierced into the body of the little girl who was covered with scars and even some pitiful.

It was only an inch away from the girl's heart, and the speed was so fast that when Yang Bingling had already withdrawn the blade, the stupid snake reacted, and then hugged Qingwen silently, and only the last words Yang Bingling said in his mind.

"Ding"

The Danhai Sword, which was like cutting tofu into a person's body just now, shook twice on the ground, and then took the residual blood to lie quietly on the grass, Yang Bingling sighed silently in his heart, and then still commanded as coldly as moonlight: "Take her, let's go back."

The stupid snake seems to have met a new Yang Bingling, even if the bare skin in the air in front of the placket doesn't care, it doesn't affect it as if it is a small grain of rice on the clothes.

Even the arm holding the Danhai Sword saw the sun for the first time with the arm that rolled up its sleeves and was as white as a lotus root. Who would have thought that Yang Bingling, who has always been gentle, would directly pierce a little girl's body with a sword, and then swaggered back to the townhouse with his sleeves and open clothes in this ancient era where it was almost regarded as a bad moral.

If someone saw the scene in the forest today, maybe Yang Bingling would be immediately called shameless, or a whore and other titles, but this doesn't matter, the important thing is that Yang Bingling's temperament didn't kill her directly with a sword.

The rare kneeling of an elf on the ground in the row house was almost a great shame for the elves, who despised human etiquette the most, and those acts that destroyed personal self-esteem were marked on an equal footing with savages in their eyes.

It's just that now a six-winged elf with a small six wings on her back and a noble six-winged elf is kneeling straight on the ground, and the woman standing in front of her with a sword and a plain white skirt is Yang Bingling, who suddenly changed her temperament.

Yang Bingling, who had been restraining her emotions and trying her best to maintain her sanity, was now unable to maintain the elegance she inexplicably wanted to maintain, and her face was like a dull night without moonlight: "The reason, the purpose, and who are you?"

Tears welled up in the eyelashes For a spy who has been carefully trained for so long, after being caught again, he still has excellent psychological quality, as well as adaptability, resisting death is the first guest they have learned, and it is also the most familiar method they use, his head shook and looked at Yang Bingling with a speed and expression that a human thought was the most credible and said: "I don't know what my sister will say again, what is the reason for my sister?"

Yang Bingling admired in her heart that after so many years, she finally met someone who was so good at acting, if she had known her earlier, maybe she could have watched two more good plays, but her long-term soft-heartedness was still lost when she saw the panicked and white little face of the person in front of her and looked at her for no reason.

If it weren't for those three years of training, Yang Bingling might really believe it, but now Yang Bingling really didn't even believe in this girl's hair, and sneered: "Since you say so, it seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin."

After the light of Dan Haijian's smooth refraction of the iron sheet in front of him flashed, Yang Bingling's forearm had an additional wound, and he said in an unquestionable tone: "Bring a bowl here."

The stupid snake knew that he was talking about himself, and he didn't dare to slack off at all and trotted to bring a bamboo tube over the years, and Yang Bingling's domineering aura that suddenly appeared now, all of which made this simple little white dare not speak, and he held the bamboo tube in his hand and raised his eyes halfway down quickly.

The blood was quickly released to one-third of the bamboo tube, Yang Bingling casually stopped his bleeding forearm, picked up the bamboo tube and pinched the little girl's chin: "Since that's the case, then you drink it, I believe what you say, but whether you can live well or not, I don't know."

Yang Bingling said with a smile in her heart: Even in strict training, it still can't wipe out the elf clan's maintenance of the nobility of her bloodline, even if she doesn't want to trouble putting such a large tube of blood, she doesn't want to say that she has to frown even if she looks at it.

Even though the girl has many years of training experience, she still shivered when she saw the blood in Yang Bingling's hand, and she took two steps back without her control, but the distance of her knees was not large, and Yang Bingling scooped up her chin and screamed: "I don't drink, I don't have disgusting blood with you humans, I don't want it!"

No matter how the girl begged for mercy, Yang Bingling was still indifferent, and even cold-blooded in the eyes of others was a little scary.

The blood in the bamboo tube in Yang Bingling's hand was poured into the girl's mouth no matter how the girl begged and struggled, and even when she kept shaking her head, pressing her tongue with her fingers and trying to spit it out, but she couldn't spit it out, a little girl who was only a teenager cried.

This cry is full of the girl's grievances and powerless struggles, and even despair for the rest of her life, every six-winged elf who drinks human blood will automatically become an appendage of this human being, and no matter how noble this elf was before, he now has to become a slave of this kind of person they despise the most.

It took a long time for the girl to recover, and her state made Yang Bingling feel that the previous panic and even the appearance of a child should be, everything that happened just now was an illusion.

The little girl's body was soaked with blood, but she was still kneeling straight and backbone, or the same set of rhetoric Yang Bingling didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, since this is the case, there is nothing to say, Yang Bingling finally asked patiently: "Finally, I will ask you again who is your master?"

The little girl's cute face smiled with two smiling tiger teeth, but the words were in stark contrast to this: "I don't have a master, since you came back alive, then it's up to you to kill or chop, I just hope you won't regret killing me."

A prisoner can breathe such a big breath, Yang Bingling didn't know whether to say that her master taught her well or that she was too incompetent, and picked people up from the ground, only to hear that the wound on the body was just a simple stop to bleed, and there were even signs of breaking, but the villain in his hand was not afraid.

The butterfly-like eyelashes shook slightly, and the mouth said cruel words: "Although I drugged you, if you hadn't stepped into that forest with your own curiosity, you wouldn't have fallen into that predicament." In the end, you stabbed me with a sword when you came out, and now it will be useless to kill me. ”

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud greeting outside, Your Majesty. Yang Bingling couldn't help but glance back at the girl, and greeted her with a smile on her face.

The little girl's fingers that had been clutching the corners of her skirt were loosened, she was not as calm as she was when she talked to Yang Bingling just now, and she had been educated to be an emotionless machine, and at this time she also showed her expectations, I don't know if the person who was educated to her would laugh at her own failures when she saw it.

Her Majesty's grace and luxury has always been a mask on her face, like a mask embedded in her face, this mask when she saw the little girl kneeling on the ground after entering the door, the fingertips of her fingers grabbing the hem of her skirt were white, and even the deep chill in her eyes was almost impossible to hide.

Yang Bingling introduced with a smile: "This is the spirit I went out to rescue, and she has already drunk my blood."

After a moment of hesitation, Her Majesty's chapped cheeks turned into thick armor again, and the smile as usual hid the anger that erupted from her heart, and the elf standing beside the queen seemed to bury her face in her own chest, which she didn't have at all, and her eyes never left the surface of her feet, but her body still shivered uncontrollably.

Yang Bingling smiled and asked the stupid snake to take this little girl with a mouth harder than a dead duck's mouth, she still had a good show to watch, the little girl gradually became desperate, but after all, she didn't say a word, let the stupid snake drag herself down, the darkness has always been disliked by elves, not to mention the elves trained in the endless darkness that seems to have no end.

Born with a desire for light, and the queen of the woman they have given everything for is the hottest and most intense light in their hearts, when you think about that light in the dark, you may feel that the light will be as dazzling and warm as the warm summer sun, but when the little girl really saw the light in her heart, she found that the light that was once her belief was exactly the opposite of what she expected.

It was actually the sun that hung in the sky after the rain and snow in winter, but it was as cold as a white mist.

Yang Bingling may be the one who understands her feelings at the moment the most, and she also understands that this person has been shaken from this moment on, or that when the queen did not defend her and took her away, or even knew that she drank her own blood, she did not ask a word, her heart may have rebelled.

Yang Bingling was polite like a rabbit who knew nothing, smiled and asked the queen to sit down, and he didn't even put away the tools of the crime just now, the remaining blood in the bamboo tube was now sticky as if it had been chewed in the queen's heart, and it was even more disgusting if he didn't take it.

"Forcing elves to drink blood will become the public enemy of my six-winged elves." The queen tried her best not to look, but her eyes did not listen to her own words, her mouth and brain were immediately separated, and the look of surprise on her face after saying the words was too late to hide. The pride and arrogance of the princess, born with her, finally crept out from under the mask of gentleness that had been disguised for a long time at this moment.