"Tear!"

The sound of tears coming from inside, and the two monks outside looked at each other and laughed.

In the room, the man held the rags torn from the cold frost in his hand, took it to his nose and sniffed it deeply, his eyes were staring at her exposed snow-white skin, and his face was intoxicated: "The clothes worn by the beauty are also fragrant." ”

Leng Shuang's face was expressionless, even his expression didn't move, the clothes on his body were changed, and he didn't even use some weapons, otherwise, that moment just now would not have only cut his neck, but killed him!

However, if it is replaced by the master, I believe that the person is already dead as soon as he makes a move, and the master does not use weapons to kill, it seems that she still has to learn the skill of killing with her hands from the master.

"Beauty, come and play again, I don't believe you can be so calm all the time." The man said, and attacked Leng Shuang again, Leng Shuang directly picked up a vase next to him and smashed it, and the vase was dodged by the man and shattered to the ground.

She didn't dodge to meet her, the two exchanged a few tricks, her left shoulder was torn again, the clothes on her body seemed to be torn and pulled off by the man, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, even the spring light on her chest was looming, and the whole person fell to the broken vase because of the seemingly unsteady standing, her arm crossed the shards on the ground, and blood oozed out.

"Look at you, why are you so careless? Hurt, right? The man frowned, looking at the snow-white skin being cut and blood oozing out of his face and couldn't help but feel distressed, but his eyes were staring directly at the beautiful scenery on her chest, swallowing his saliva, and breathing a little heavier.

Cold Frost raised his eyes and watched him coming, and the next moment, his body jumped straight up, and the whole person threw himself towards the man. The man smiled lowly, disapprovingly, and reached out to hug her without dodging, but at this moment, his body stiffened, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Crimson blood oozed from his throat, and the veins were cut, and even the man couldn't cover the blood gushing out like a spring with his hands, he let go of the cold frost and staggered back, staring at her with wide eyes.

Leng Shuang threw away the blood-stained vase fragment in his hand, looked at the man coldly, put the clothes on his body away, and said, "Remember, the person who killed you is called Leng Shuang." ”

"Bang!"

The man's whole person fell, and he couldn't look at him until he died, he would never have thought that a little Xuan Xiu who was not in his eyes could actually kill him as a dignified Jindan monk.

How would he know that Leng Shuang learned from Feng Jiu, but how to kill people, without a weapon in hand, it is a hand, as long as there is a sharp blade in hand, he can take someone's life at any time!

Leng Shuang quickly took off the man's Qiankun bag, found his Qiankun bag inside, and took out the dagger from it, and at this time, the two Jindan monks outside noticed that something was wrong and pushed the door open and came in.

When they smelled the blood in the room and saw the man who had fallen between the inside and outside, the two Jindan monks shrank their eyes and instantly attacked Cold Frost.

Leng Shuang killed the Jindan monk, but also took advantage of his unpreparedness and took advantage of his distraction to have the opportunity to kill him, but these two Jindan monks attacked head-on, and she couldn't resist the fierce killing opportunities of the two of them at all.

"Bang!"

was hit by one of them, the body seemed to lose balance, and the whole person flew out of the room, thinking that he would fall to the ground, but who knew that he was caught.