Inexplicable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Lin Sheng felt strange in his heart, he was short of time at the moment, and he was afraid that Ban Jie was still waiting for him, so he just turned around in ten steps and ran forward.

The woman behind her was always standing on her own, and she had been looking at herself from a distance, her eyes were cold, and it was cold.

Unexpectedly, when I was watching the wind erosion fortress, the wind broom cliff in front of me was now so far away. It was high and towering, until it was halfway up the slope, and his legs and feet were weak and exhausted.

Coupled with the general terrain of the moat, the strange rocks are craggy, steep and difficult to walk. An hour later, Lin Sheng was still hovering on the mountainside, at this time, the sun was like fire, scorching the earth without vegetation, and the dark blue robe on his body was already soaked, and he was miserable, and he secretly speculated in his heart that there must be a secret path or shortcut in the mountain road this time.

When I arrived at the top of the broom cliff, it took Lin Sheng two hours, his legs and feet were weak, and the wind was strong here, and the yellow sand was blowing on his face, so he was so tired that he sat down.

A figure shouted into the distance: "Hey, Banjie, what the hell is this place? It's so high, and the road is so difficult to walk, is there any shortcut......

The figure trembled slightly when it heard this, but did not make any response, still taking care of its own steps, and the figure fluttered.

"Hey...... Banjie, why don't you ignore me...... Didn't you say last night that you were going to wake up early and call me...... You're a man......"

Lin Sheng said to himself, but this time it was like playing the piano to the cow, it didn't work, and the man didn't even react at all.

This angered Lin Sheng, when he came out in the morning, there was a resentment in his heart, and now he even doesn't want to pay attention to me?

At that moment, he slapped the ground and got up, and if he didn't agree with him, he raised the sharp short sword, chanted a few incantations, and in an instant the thing turned into a flood of things, like a giant snake in the sky, spitting sparks, and flying away against the wind.

The momentum was monstrous, and the ten thousand gullies trembled......

Stop, stop, this is just a perfect reverie of Lin Sheng, it is his running in the sunset!

Lin Sheng smiled lightly, rolled up his sleeves, and sat on the ground to turn on the mouth cannon mode.

"Hey, Banjie, I said that every one of you people in the Wind Erosion Fortress is nervous, I came down from the fortress this morning, and I was met by a strange woman, with white hair and cold eyes, like a resentful woman, looking at me without saying a word...... Now, you want to be dumb too?"

Unexpectedly, the figure put away the things in his hand.

After only hesitating for a moment, he turned around and rushed towards Lin Sheng, his steps were as light as flying flocculents, and his aura was joyful, whirring.

In the yellow sand, Lin Sheng was in a trance, and he was a little confused, this ...... The person in front of him doesn't seem to be Banjie......

Getting closer and closer, Lin Sheng couldn't help but tremble, and secretly decided to say that he should be low-key in his life and protect his character, but he was afraid that he would offend someone again.

The figure grew faster and faster, and finally turned into a white light, and the wind of the four realms became more and more urgent, Lin Sheng's eyes couldn't be opened, and he only blinked.

Butlerium.

A handful of cold things were now under his throat.

When I looked up, it was actually a long sword, the halo flowed, it was extremely clear, like autumn water, but the person's face couldn't be seen, the white mist around his body, and the wind was urgent, Lin Sheng was in a trance.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he unexpectedly slammed the sword into his throat again, and a trace of blood was already flowing.

At this moment, Lin Sheng already understood that the person in front of him was definitely not Ban Jie, this person's murderous aura was very strong, he really wanted to kill himself, as long as this person used a little more force in his hand, the major artery in his throat would inevitably burst, unless he was the protagonist, otherwise even the Da Luo Immortal would not be able to save it.

That rich murderous aura spread out in the wind with his own Yin Hong's blood.

A cold sword was against his throat at this time, life and death were at stake, but Lin Sheng's nose smelled the smell of blood, and he felt unexpectedly excited, not only Lin Sheng's restless heart, but even his body was extremely restless and cramped, and he was eager for a bloody battle.

Then come on, Lin Sheng secretly shouted in his heart, and at the moment he secretly urged the power of the cross vein, wanting to flick away the cold sword with the strength of his fingers, and then turn over and pull out the short sword on his waist.

The power of the ancient desolation has been gathered in his hand, and he has drawn out the middle finger brilliantly, and he will do it for a moment.

Airplanes......

The sword didn't move at all, only emitting a deafening sound, but the figure didn't expect Lin Sheng to react like this, and it was obviously flustered.

Although Lin Sheng's heart sank suddenly, he also knew how to grasp the opportunity, his neck shrank back, and his right hand slapped suddenly, and a bankrupt version of the carp was perfectly sacrificed. He took three steps back behind him, and finally stood firm.

But this action is very ungraceful, stiff and weak, and lacks ornamentality, even Lin Sheng himself can only give himself a score of 9.5.

It's just that Lin Sheng faintly felt strange in his heart, in the past few days, his body has regressed so fast, listening to arguments, and his night vision ability has gradually deteriorated, and now even the agility of his body has been greatly reduced, could it be that it is affected by his own injury? Forget it, I don't care so much about it first, if it wasn't for this person who just deserted, I'm afraid that I would have lost my head.

The man in front of him actually stood with a sword, and he didn't speak for a long time, and in the yellow sand, he looked at Lin Sheng coldly.

"I don't know what offended you about Rebecca...... You just need to say it, and Rebecca will definitely apologize, but your secret arrow hurts people like this......"

Before the words fell, the four words "Hidden Arrow Hurts People" flashed out with Lin Sheng's figure.

Hmm, don't you like this, a move is also used just right, the body controls the qi of the cross vein, for the performance just now, Lin Sheng is very dissatisfied, and the fighting spirit is in full swing, so this time he has accumulated twelve points of strength, and the sword heart is pointed directly at the throat of the figure, and the sword qi is like a white gas, which is integrated with the figure.

I saw that the figure did not move, and when I saw the sword raging, a brown suede boot stretched out from the smoke, and took a step forward, but it was just indifferently out of the sword.

Lin Sheng secretly screamed that it was not good, he had obviously used twelve points of strength, why was his movement still so slow, and he could still give the opponent time to react.

Rumble.

The two swords confronted each other head-on, and there was a loud sound, and the huge impact turned into a whirlpool with the two of them as the axis, and scattered in all directions, completely blowing away the yellow sand and smoke in the center.

Lin Sheng staggered under his feet, took six or seven steps back, leaned his body, sat down alive, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The figure let out a puzzled sound.

Said coldly: "Short teeth?"

"Huh?" it was a woman's voice.

Lin Sheng raised his head at this time.

I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman standing in front of me, slim and elegant.

Dressed in white sable fur, a crimson cloak, white cheeks as white as snow, white hair scattered and draped, fine beads of sweat on the forehead, a high nose, red lips and white teeth, a small face is extremely exquisite. Only a pair of red eyes, cold, proud of the snow and cold, just like the long sword in her hand, cold to the bone, breath into frost.

Yes. Such a beautiful woman, like a fairy, but her brain is a little worse, she is fierce, and she is so vicious, but Lin Sheng is used to it, the women here are all weirdos, and the more beautiful they are, the more problematic they are!

Isn't the third chord always like this, there's something wrong with the setting of the woman here!

"You ......" Lin Sheng didn't say anything, he felt a dull pain in his chest, and he couldn't speak anymore, thinking that the concussion he had just suffered was too serious, and this old injury recurred.

Thinking like this, he was scared a lot, and through the sharp sword, he saw that his face was pale and his lips were bloodless. God, is it going to hit the street again?

The woman looked at Lin Sheng's painful appearance coldly, her face was calm, her expression did not change in the slightest, and her feet did not even move a step from just now to now.

only asked coldly:

"Where did it come from?"