There was more blood gushing and the pain was more intense.

In the fifth move before Xiang was injured, the tip of the Pillow Cloud Knife pierced through him, causing him very serious damage.

His face was much paler than before, and his eyes were a little darker.

He admits that because he is exhausted and has lost too much energy, he is at a disadvantage in the series of battles just now, until the short stoppage now.

He didn't know what the injury in his abdomen was and whether it would be fatal, but he felt very bad, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be sucked by that place, although he was still standing, next time, he could still wield the edge of Qin Killing.

In the faint moonlight, there were mottled blood stains on Miss Zhang's delicate face and long skirt, but she looked more and more calm, and that calm had a pleasant beauty, and proved one thing—her injuries were relatively minor.

The four fingers of her bare hand lifted slightly, and then she gripped the hilt of Pillow Cloud again.

Probably a little tired, a little sore.

But since she has this leisure, it proves that she is very stable.

Only then did Guan Kuo notice the beads of sweat on his forehead, dripping down his cheeks.

His brow furrowed, and unnaturally furrowed.

A feeling of being more and more inadequate.

Miss Zhang is too strong, she is the most powerful group of people in the world, she is the strong man of General Li Xianyue and Wang Duguanying, and she is also a strong person who can be inseparable from him.

Once again, he felt like a dream, and the strength shown by a weak woman on the surface was the one that could make him feel the most surprised and bitter smile.

"I said you would die under the clouds, and now, your last words?"

Miss Zhang stood up from the posture of holding the pillow on the ground, she slightly pulled her waist-length long hair, her teeth opened lightly, and her voice seemed to finally have a trace of emotion.

In the past, she had no idea about Guan Kuo, even if she didn't have the same contempt and hatred as others, but later, just a few days after meeting Guan Kuo, she changed those thoughts, she suddenly felt that Guan Kuo was a very amazing person, if it weren't for the fact that the world couldn't tolerate him today, he would definitely have achieved a great career.

However, for some reasons that Guan Kuo couldn't understand, she had to take action and end it all in person.

Of course, there will be some pity, so I will sigh, so in the cold, with a trace of emotion.

Guan Kuo smiled, because of the severity of his injuries, he smiled a little miserably.

"I haven't thought about it yet, so I'll live a little longer, I can't die yet."

The corners of Miss Zhang's red lips were slightly hooked:

"Did I underestimate your strength, or did you overestimate your own strength?"

"I hope that's the truth, not underestimated and overestimated." Guan Kuo shook his head.

"Since you don't want to say anything, then I don't need to leave you a chance." Miss Zhang's bright eyes lost her mind for a moment, she stretched out her slender fingers and stroked the blade of the pillow cloud, as if she was savoring the coldness and the true meaning of life.

She was about to kill a young man whose well water did not interfere with the water of the river, who was only three or four years younger than herself, and who was in his best years, but who was about to be buried by her own hands.

She carried the pillow cloud, and the slender and delicate blade of the knife was narrow and delicate through the shadow left on the ground by the moonlight, and the lotus steps came.

With a fairy spirit.

Guan Kuo slowly squatted down, but his eyes looked at Miss Zhang as always.

He landed on the ground with Qin Kill.

Miss Zhang's cold eyes carried a few traces of vigilance and doubt, she didn't know what Guan Kuo meant by suddenly making such a gesture that was obviously a show of weakness, was this an overly injured injury, or was he insidiously seducing herself?

Or both.

But at least, she understands that Guan Kuo is not an easy person to deal with, and she must be careful in everything.

Right now, there were only the two of them here, and if she didn't know Guan Kuo's intentions, then there wouldn't be a second person who would.

The other powerhouses of the Zhang family will arrive anytime and anywhere, and she, Miss Zhang, is in an advantage, no matter what, even if Guan Kuo has any tricks to fight to the death, it will be difficult to fly.

Her steps were light, as if she was deliberately afraid of disturbing anyone.

There is such a big gap between intuitive feelings and real power in many cases, perhaps the reality of this world really needs to be studied - is it real to feel, or is it real to see?

At the very least, Guan Kuo can know that the strength of her knife is absolutely inconsistent with her apparent lightness.

When the distance between the two sides was three feet, Miss Zhang raised the pillow cloud and pointed at him from afar.

Then, she continued her steps.

With the knife in front, you will be in trouble anytime and anywhere, so that you can prevent Guan Kuo's intrigues.

Her footsteps were getting slighter, but they weren't slowing down a bit.

Until she came to Guan Kuo's approach, Guan Kuo never went under the knife.

But Guan Kuo kept staring at her upwards, staring at her very unnaturally, and even slightly creepy.

The pillow cloud was already hanging above Guan Kuo's head.

At this moment, Miss Zhang hesitated.

She still didn't know what was wrong with Guan Kuo, but she knew very well - if Guan Kuo maintained his current state, then as long as she cut down the pillow cloud, she would be ambushed on the spot.

But at this time, Guan Kuo moved.

The expression on his face was very natural, very natural pain, natural exhaustion, natural preoccupation, and natural ignorance of life and death.

So much nature, although it sounds complicated, is the emotion he should have at this moment.

There is no insidiousness or stratagem alone.

But obviously, what he is doing now seems to be conspiratorial, but when it is launched, it is still so natural, it seems to be more conspiratorial.

His body didn't stand up, but Qin Kill was already ferociously upward.

The dazzling golden light illuminated a large area of the surrounding darkness in an instant, and the night seemed to dissipate in panic.

"Humph!"

Miss Zhang narrowed her beautiful cold eyes, although she had a slight accident, she still expressed enough disdain for the other party's methods that were not novel.

The pillow clouds were shining with white light, like a bright moon, and they cleaved down.

The power of this Wu hook knife is very great, and all of that power comes from such a delicate body that looks weak and slender.

In the face of Guan Kuo's "conspiracy" without any conspiracy, there was no abnormality in Pillow Cloud's play.

The white light collided with the golden light, the incense sleeves suddenly rose upward, and Miss Zhang's body fluttered back. ()

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