It sounds unreasonable, but don't many things in the world sound unreasonable on the surface, but have a real truth?

Half an hour passed.

Miss Zhang's graceful image is like a flying swallow in the sky, standing lightly on the treetops.

On her originally plain dress, there were traces of red blood, like a few flowers blooming.

The corners of her red lips were also overflowing with bright red, which made her pale face full of strange alternative beauty.

She's hurt, quite badly.

Guan Kuo stood on the ground and looked up at her.

What a wonderful man, he thought to himself.

But that didn't stop him from wanting to kill her.

Because this is a matter of principle, if a woman, no matter how beautiful she is, if her existence threatens her existence, then it is not very natural to have the belief to kill her?

His clothes had already looked dilapidated due to the siege of the Zhang family's strong men before, and now they were just "icing on the cake".

He seemed to have a lot of injuries, but his eyes were still shining and he seemed very energetic.

No way, he has experienced too much in this form, once something that is not too good becomes commonplace, then its pain will be much weaker.

"You're a terrible opponent." Guan Kuo said.

Miss Zhang looked at him coldly and did not speak.

"I found that when you spoke, although it was very cold, it was because of your voice that you seemed to be alive, so it was not cold enough, and now, you don't speak, but it is extremely cold." A smile appeared on Guan Kuo's face.

(Seriously, about the cold beauty, I personally think the best writing is Liu Yanyue in the previous book "The Sky Collapses", from the beginning to the last sentence without saying a word, well, a little advertising, it's the first book, but the beginning is written like a dog.) Because of the plot of this book, Miss Zhang ruined her image)

Miss Zhang nodded slightly, but still didn't speak.

"I said before, if you continue, you may die, I may still be afraid of death, but I am not very afraid of death, but for you, it is a pity."

Miss Zhang's cold eyes became more and more hazy in the mist of the night, and then her voice was cold, but there was a sigh:

"You don't understand ......"

Yes, Guan Kuo really doesn't understand.

Guan Kuo shook his head, not wanting to say anything else.

Pillow Cloud let out a long groan, and Miss Zhang's plain hand, holding the spring breeze, also seemed to slide down the crescent moon.

She has made up her mind, no matter how high the probability of death, she is not willing to stop there, what she guards is not something that Guan Kuo can easily persuade to solve.

Just as the Northern Tang people and the Tuwu people fell in love and killed each other, the Northern Tang Dynasty God of War and the Southern Wu Holy General fell in love and killed each other, there is no why, there is no right or wrong, they have no choice.

Guan Kuo took Qin Kill and took a step forward.

The fragrant wind was the first to strike, followed by the compelling sword light.

The beauty pulls up her sleeves, and the sword light is beautiful and dangerous.

Guan Kuo's body paused slightly, and suddenly raised the knife upward.

After colliding with Qin Kill and bounced off, Pillow Cloud quickly changed its trajectory and treacherously flashed to Guan Kuo's side.

The golden light suddenly erupted, and Qin Kill slashed horizontally to the right.

"Uhhh

If you practice.

Pillow Cloud let out a long groan again, and thunderbolts suddenly appeared.

After the golden light and the white light flashed for a moment, the gap between heaven and earth seemed to be too large and the difference in light seemed to be extremely deep and dark.

Then it became clear that Mars was coming.

Mars faintly illuminated the night, and in between, two faint figures were constantly jumping and fighting.

They no longer use their physical skills, perhaps because they no longer have the mood and energy to use them, and now if they want to decide the winner, it is most appropriate to use a strong attack to attack.

Raising the knife is the most used movement of Guan Kuo, although the angle is different.

Because Miss Zhang's movements are very graceful, she will often look down at him.

They didn't know how long it had been, but it was the middle of the night.

Gradually, the experience of exhaustion and the accumulation of injuries made Guan Kuo begin to show a disadvantage.

It is difficult to say clearly which of Miss Zhang is strong or weak when facing the peak, but because of this, Guan Kuo is now gradually revealing a sense of weakness, and in the duel between the strong, that weakness is very fatal.

Those beautiful cold eyes were so close to him.

He could almost feel the slightest chill erupting from the Pillow Cloud Knife's body.

The blade had been in direct contact with his flesh and blood several times, followed by a sharp pain, and his Qin Kill had also left knife marks on Miss Zhang's jade muscles several times, but this tough and cold woman was silent, just like a wooden man.

The bright red blood stains on her long dress were more and more red, and they were also worn in many places, but she always seemed to be painless.

Her eyes dimmed slightly, but the attack was still fierce.

On the other hand, Guan Kuo's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, but he can't do it.

The contrast between spirit and body puts the two people in a difficult and unstoppable situation.

However, Guan Kuo admits that the spirit can properly affect the body, but it can't really control the body, he is really tired and tired, and the bright eyes may be more similar to the nature of the light.

The sound of the ring clanged with a broken wind, and the graceful posture was so close.

Pillow Cloud's blade crossed the hairs and came to his neck.

The pain didn't seem to be severe, but he could clearly see beads of blood splattered from the shredded blood.

He retreated with the wind, stabbing forward with a single slash.

The golden light shone to the extreme, and that was the pinnacle strength he could have so far.

Miss Zhang's peerless fairy face was seductive, with a flawless and impeccable beauty, and she approached him, as if she was about to kiss him.

It was of course just a delusion, that woman wanted his life.

Miss Zhang's delicate body is like a kite with a tassel, fluttering upward, her movements are soft, if someone says that this is not a martial art, but a dance, presumably the vast majority of people in the world will believe it.

And when she did all this, her face was cold and expressionless.

Guan Kuo's back leaned against the strong wind and retreated backwards.

Miss Zhang spun in a circle in the air and landed softly.

After retreating three feet, Guan Kuo also stopped.

There was a thick streak of blood on his throat, so red that it almost made people shudder.

Differential millimeters.

In the slightest moment, he will have his throat cut and his body will be killed on the spot.

But instead of touching the place, his hand covered the one near his lower abdomen. ()

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