Chapter 6: The Dying Struggle

Everyone likes money, and since the day of the emergence of human beings, money has become one of the necessities of life that the entire human race cares about and attaches the most importance to, and even the word "one" can be omitted.

There is no woman who does not like money, it is the innate nature of women to love money, jewelry, ornaments and other glittering and shiny beautiful things, and in this regard, women are no different from the legendary dragons who see money.

If there is a woman who doesn't like money, it only proves that the amount of money in front of her is too small, the temptation is not enough, and she needs to continue to pile it up.

The more gold coins are piled up, the more tenable and widely accepted the truth tends to be. No matter how principled a person is, he can be smashed by money to make a 180-degree turn.

This is the concept that the evil boy Stipierd has been instilled in since he was a child, and it is also the cognition he has formed after years of practical argumentation, and he is deeply convinced of it, deeply ingrained, and enshrined as a guideline. In order to deepen the girl's understanding, he not only spoke very sincerely, but even deliberately put a few beats of speech speed, so that the girl could carefully consider and understand the supreme charm of money. As long as you have a lot of money in hand, you can enjoy beautiful clothes and precious jewelry.

The evil young man knew that once he said that he would start to move, he would definitely not be able to last a few rounds in the hands of the girl, so he was even more careful with the title, accompanied by a smiling face and called himself "below", and honored the girl who was far younger than himself as "you", and used the honorific words that only need to be used in the face of the upper nobles, so he almost took the initiative to bow forward and kiss the hand.

It's really feng shui in turn, you also have today!

For the hundreds of victims of Manny Foster City's rape and abduction of their wives and daughters, if they saw this scene tonight, they must be surprised that their jaws fell to the ground, and they couldn't help but sigh that the notorious Young Master Sails of the Stipild family was not always domineering and unreasonable, and he was cunning and unblinking, but after all, there were times when he was reasonable and polite, and even a day when he groveled and snorted.

Sure enough, the wicked still need the wicked to grind.

Listening to the evil young man who quickly transformed from a pervert to a young man in the five-good society, he was bent on currying favor and begging for mercy, and by the way, he began to talk about the conditions "temptation", Chenxi kept smiling and listening, without interrupting the other party's tirade.

The cold moonlight penetrated through the gaps in the branches, shining on her pretty face, casting a thin halo on the fair and delicate skin, and her petite and delicate figure, almost completely shrouded in the hazy moonlight, looked doubly touching and holy, just like the maid in front of the moon god in the sky, curious and descended to the mortal world in her spare time, but inadvertently disturbed the ignorant world.

Hearing the end, the girl smiled, the dark and dense and slightly gloomy atmosphere of the woods, because of her smile, it seemed that suddenly brightened and beautiful, even the breeze in the forest became soft, blowing on the body like a caress from the lover, only bringing people comfortable and considerate gentleness, without a trace of the cold chill of the autumn night.

"When you used to spoil women, would you be so reasonable and polite with them?"

Dawn replied with her head slightly on the side, a little curious, but very polite. The speed of speech is not hurried, the tone is not raised or suppressed, everything is just right, showing the exemplary etiquette that a high-class aristocratic girl should have.

Obviously there is an enemy standing in front of her.,When the girl speaks,The hands holding the short sword are also naturally drooping.,It's very impolite to point a sword at the other party when talking.,Chenxi, who has received a good education since childhood.,Don't make such a low-level mistake.,Otherwise, you'll be picked on by others.。

It's not the right rhythm at all!

Stipild choked on his chest and almost burst into tears. He didn't expect the girl's mouth to be so sharp, the angle of response so tricky, and the attitude of refusal was both tactful and so resolute, and he didn't even give a little room for negotiation, so that the bargaining and gradually increasing rhetoric that he had prepared in his stomach were useless, and his mouth, which was good at reversing black and white, was immediately abolished all his martial arts.

Now, the situation is very clear, soft can't do it, you can only use hard one, if you want to survive, you must fight a bloody way.

Although there is not much hope for the hard, if you don't fight hard, you can only turn into a cold corpse in the forest like those lowly mercenaries, either eaten by wild beasts, or slowly rotten without anyone knowing. This is by no means the end of the life imagined by the noble Young Master Stipild.

Evil Shao gritted his teeth, and there was still a "baby" in his arms that was enough to turn the tables, as long as he mastered the specific timing of use, he could definitely give the beautiful girl a big "surprise", and let her know the end of rejecting her kindness.

He first sighed, shook his head and expressed great regret at the result of the communication, then took a deep breath, and snatched up with a strong stride, and stabbed the long sword at the girl's vital point.

As soon as the evil young man attacked, the morning light moved, and he was as quiet as a virgin and moved like a rabbit, and since the opponent decided not to talk nonsense anymore, the girl was not interested in continuing to tease. The game of cat and mouse is more interesting to use in many cases, isn't it?

Master Stipild moved very quickly, under the huge pressure, the move that stabbed the girl's chest was used by him unprecedentedly smooth, and the sword was always held very steadily, without any unnecessary tremors, and it looked like it looked like it was from the side, the angle was positive, the strength was enough, the speed was fast, and he had a bit of style from a private teacher who taught him swordsmanship, and he actually played at a super level in battle!

The sharp tip of the sword went straight to the girl's heart, and if it was stabbed, the girl would be killed immediately.

Naturally, it was impossible for Chenxi to be stabbed by a swordsmanship of the same level as Young Master Xuan. The sword light pierced the girl's afterimage violently, and Stipild only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of her, the girl disappeared from the original position, leaving only an afterimage.

He was fast enough, he could be called the most proud stab in his life, but the girl was much faster than him, as soon as the evil boy started, the dawn clearly judged the trend of his sword moves, as well as the subsequent changes in his body shape, and with a light dodge, he grabbed the front of his predetermined position.

Turning sideways to let the long sword blade of the evil young man, the dagger in the girl's right hand was gently sent upward, as easily as cutting through a layer of tissue paper, accurately hitting the palm of Stipild's sword, cutting off the four fingers together, and the left hand bent the arm slightly, and the elbow hit the face of the evil young man who happened to come forward automatically!

The heavy blow was far more than just the two blows on her hands, and between the lightning and flint, the girl's right foot was raised, and her knee was heavily pressed against Stipild's fragile abdomen!

The whole set of offensive and defensive movements is light and graceful, and the up and down moves are seamlessly coordinated, everything is like a dance, and it is easy to crack the desperate blow of the evil young man, and by the way, it will cause heavy damage to the enemy's flesh.

After a crisp "click", the bridge of the evil boy's towering nose was broken from it, and a sharp and terrible howl came out of Stipild's mouth, startling the birds in the woods.

There was a sharp pain in the face, palms, and lower abdomen of the evil boy at the same time, and the feeling of pain that he had never felt in his life forced him to use all his strength to scream loudly.

The cry was so terrible and hoarse that it was as bad as the howl of a fat pig being slaughtered, and he completely forgot the solemn oath he had made just a second ago: as a child of the Stipild family, he would uphold the spirit of seeing death as if he were home, which has always been admired by male nobles, and take it as his responsibility to maintain the dignity of the children of the nobles, and vow to fight the demon girl to the end, never retreat, never surrender, even if he was an axe, he would not blink.

However, in just the next second, the evil young man screamed miserably, lest others not hear, and could not sympathize with and share the suffering and pain he suffered in time.

Under the girl's sharp blow, Stipild was beaten and flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled around. Thanks to a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground in the forest, it didn't add a few more wounds to the battered evil boy's body.

The pain in his face and palms was so intense, so clear, that he couldn't live with the pampered evil little pain, and he held his palms like a fountain of blood, as if doing so would reduce the pain of cutting off his four fingers, and at the same time, although the knee kick in his soft abdomen was silent, it caused him to have spasms all over his body, and he felt that the internal organs such as the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and large intestine and small intestine were all displaced by this heavy blow, and he was messed up, and his tall body arched like a shrimp, curled up on the ground and kept rolling, and the pain was so painful that he could not breathe.

Surrounded by suffocation and severe pain, the evil boy almost wanted to faint, but fortunately he knew that no matter how painful it was, he had to endure it at this moment, so he rolled and twitched, while forcing himself to raise his head, and by changing to a kneeling position, he quietly put the only left hand that could still move into his arms, and held the last "killer weapon" tightly.

Secretly looking at the delicate figure slowly approaching him from the corner of his eye, Stipild clearly felt that death was approaching step by step, and life and death were all fought here. The evil young man gritted his teeth and told himself, with such force that he didn't even notice that his gums were bleeding.

In the middle of the night, the light in the forest was dim, and the moonlight sprinkled through the gaps in the leaves was very uneven, forming a zone of light and dark interweaving in the forest, which further affected people's sight, and was very suitable for black hands.

The problem is that the girl's force value is too strong, and her skills are extremely agile, which brings great pressure to the fragile heart of the evil youth, for fear that if she misses, it is likely to completely anger the girl, and her life will be immediately lost. From the perspective of safety, he hesitated for a moment, and did not use the vial in his arms for the first time.

Stipild clenched his teeth and sobbed as he endured the pain in his body, deciding to wait for the girl to come to his side before he suddenly hurt someone.

The distance is so close, even with the girl's agile reaction, she will definitely be caught off guard and capsize in the gutter, as long as the contents of the vial are sprinkled on her face, no woman can resist the power of that kind of thing, she will definitely be able to succeed, she will definitely be able to.

The evil young man kept telling himself in his heart, encouraging himself, and giving himself the courage to die and struggle.

Dawn walked towards the enemy who was on his knees, just desperately gasping for breath and moaning, walking very gently, very ladylike, without any fireworks, as if he was walking in the woods, walking with a graceful demeanor, with a polite smile on his face, the demeanor and posture of the aristocratic girl were flawless, even the senior court etiquette master with a keen eye and a harsh attitude could not find a thorn in it.

Close, close, a few steps away.

The girl finally walked in front of Stipild, and it was at this moment that he had endured severe pain and torment for a long time, and he suddenly burst out in his moans, and his left hand was aimed at the pretty face of the morning light!