"The snow demon is the core of the ice phoenix as velvet, and a roll of cold sleeves and half a robe is harsh in winter. ”

"How do you have this artifact?"

Looking at Lin Xiaoxia's desperate eyes, Yang Lan felt a burst of pride in her heart, and gently applauded her:

"I didn't expect to be a top student, and you even know its origin, it's really not simple. ”

"Snow Demon Ice Phoenix Robe, attack immunity below the same level, you might as well obediently tie your hands and capture it. ”

"Your attacks are ineffective against me. ”

Yang Lan walked towards Lin Xiaoxia step by step, and Su Ye gritted his teeth and dragged his scarred steps, rushing towards her without hesitation.

He took three steps and two steps with a dog-beating stick, completely ignoring any pain, and there was only one belief that supported him:

"MMP, I'm going to live to be a hundred years old!

A trace of disdain flashed in Yang Lan's eyes at Su Ye, who ran forward desperately:

"Stinky boy, do you think it's long?"

Saying that, the flying fan in Yang Lan's hand spun again, and then she threw it out like a flying knife.

The small flying fan was extremely flexible under the blessing of the aura, and suddenly turned into three real and false small fans, crashing into Su Ye head-on.

Because of the pain and lack of combat experience, Su Ye was obviously clumsy, although he swept away the two flying fans with a dog-beating stick, but the last leaf could not be dodged no matter what.

Su Ye was like a kite with a broken string, and was knocked out by a small fan. His face and body were bruised and swollen, and he looked very pitiful.

Yang Lan walked up to Lin Xiaoxia and smiled: "Come with me, I won't hurt you." ”

Although Lin Xiaoxia was brave and strong and unwilling to succumb to fate, when she saw the Snow Demon Ice Phoenix Robe, her inner defense had already begun to collapse.

Yang Lan, known as the snow fox, is definitely the last in the A-level ability in real combat power, Lin Xiaoxia and Su Ye join forces, and maybe there is a slight chance of winning in her hands. Although the odds are not good, there is hope in the end.

But Yang Lan, who owns the Snow Demon Ice Phoenix Robe, and ten thousand Lin Xiaoxia can't be her opponents.

Attack immunity below the same level is like a magic spell, enough to make Yang Lan an eternally invincible god-like existence among low-level supernatural beings.

"The trip to the West Sea is over, it's all over. ”

"My fate may never be in my own hands. ”

"The doom that can't be escaped from childhood to adulthood, maybe everything is fate. ”

"Sister, you must live happily. When my mother's situation is better, don't tell her that I've been here, I'm afraid that she will be excited and make a bad move. ”

"Su Ye, my sister likes you very much, whether you have feelings for her or not, you must take good care of her. I'm leaving, I can't accompany her, she only has you to rely on. ”

Listening to what Lin Xiaoxia muttered, Yang Lan was a little impatient, and said with some annoyance:

"Why don't you go with me, waiting for me to tie you up?"

Yang Lan stretched out her hand to grab Lin Xiaoxia's arm, but Lin Xiaoxia glared back, with a chilling anger in her eyes:

"If you have to force me to go back, then go back with this corpse!"

Lin Xiaoxia just wanted to break his meridians with his aura and go to righteousness generously. Suddenly, I heard Su Ye, who was lying aside, roar.

"Old woman, don't touch her!"

I saw that Su Ye was covered in blood, but he was still standing tenaciously on the ground, and his eyes were still full of fighting spirit that he would not admit defeat.

Yang Lan didn't understand this kid's logic very much, and said that your attack had no effect on me, and you still had to risk my life to fight guerrillas, why bother?

"You're so boring, why can't I touch her?"

"Who is she, can she work so hard?"

Su Ye walked slowly towards Yang Lan, the blood on his leg had already begun to heal, and the knife marks on his hand had already scabbed.

Su Ye knew that this was the self-healing ability provided by the system, and he had already experienced the horror of this super self-healing power when he was in a car accident with the last time he delivered food.

"Who am she?"

"She's my life!"

Although there is ambiguity in Su Ye's sentence, it does think from Su Ye's point of view, and it can withstand scrutiny.

Whether Yang Lan hurt Lin Xiaoxia or took her away, Su Ye's punishment was ...... Death. Indirectly, Lin Xiaoxia is Su Ye's life, and it is not an exaggeration.

Su Ye rushed up again with a dog-beating stick, and was undoubtedly knocked away by Yang Lan again.

But Su Ye, who had just fallen to the ground, stood up again in an instant, and rushed up again tremblingly with a dog-beating stick like an immortal Xiaoqiang.

But when Lin Xiaoxia saw Su Ye, who had been abused again and again, and got up again and again, her heart was a little inexplicably sour. This unnecessary battle started by her, but the only victim was Su Ye.

Yang Lan glanced at Su Ye and said:

"You think I won't kill you?"

"The people I personally sent to the Hades Palace, if not one thousand, but eight hundred, is there still one of you?"

Su Ye didn't stop because of her intimidation, but said loudly:

"People like you will never know the preciousness of life!"

"With me here, you don't want to take her away!"

Lin Xiaoxia, who has been practicing in the mountains for many years, was ignited by Su Ye's "crazy" spirit. Instead of being passively pessimistic, she took two steps back, once again clenched the black obsidian sword in her hand, and made a fighting stance.

Yang Lan took Su Ye back a few steps, looked at Lin Xiaoxia in surprise, and said:

"What? Do you really think you two can beat me?"

"Foolish dreams!

The paper fan in Yang Lan's hand suddenly became larger twice, and the aura turned a few times on her wrist, and the air instantly became a little cold.

A powerful cold aura rushed towards his face, Lin Xiaoxia couldn't care so much, and the black obsidian sword swung down.

"Yellow Spring Slash!"

The same is the Huangquan slash of the Biluo Huangquan swordsmanship, which is slightly different from the Biluo thorn, the Biluo stab is as fast as the wind falling into the rain, and the Huangquan slash pulls out the mountain and enters the soul with a sword.

Yang Lan's expression was very natural as he watched Lin Xiaoxia's sword slash towards him, without the slightest intention of dodging.

Unsurprisingly, the blade of the sword fell on Yang Lan's shoulder, but it couldn't penetrate the slightest bit. Lin Xiaoxia frowned: "It's still not good." ”

Yang Lan gently grasped the black obsidian sword, and an extremely cold aura passed through the sword body and reached Lin Xiaoxia's palm.

Yang Lan smiled and asked, "Isn't it time for me to fight back?"

Lin Xiaoxia panicked and shouted in his heart that it was not good, and before the sword could freeze his hands, he hurriedly threw down the Yaoguang Sword and pushed a few steps.

Just listen to a muffled "bang".

Yang Lan's eyes widened, and she fell straight forward to the ground, and the Yaoguang Sword also fell.

Standing behind Yang Lan was a scarred young man, clutching an emerald green dog-beating stick tightly in his hand.

In Lin Xiaoxia's surprised eyes, Su Ye gently stroked the bamboo stick, and then sighed with a sneering face:

"No matter how high the kung fu is, you will be knocked down with a stick. ”

"Dog Stick, understand?"