The wind was howling, and her dress was blown by the wind and danced more violently, and the woman stood in the wind, wild as a proud white lily that grew on the wild, and when the wind and snow came, she could proudly bloom in a snow-white posture.

She stood tall and looked down on all beings.

Yan Xie finally felt that this woman was so bold, and sneered: "You woman has a really big appetite, the woman next to me, I asked her if she wanted to be the queen, she was trembling, you are good, you want me directly!" ”

Whether it was Shangguan Su or Ji Hongluan, he once tentatively asked them if they wanted to be queens, obviously they wanted to die, but they just refused to admit it, and they had to put on a panicked posture.

The freshness brought to him by the woman in front of him was very strong.

"So, those women are your women, and it's never wrong to say that things gather people in groups!" This became very sarcastic, and after saying that, the woman squinted her eyes slightly and laughed very lightly.

This made Yan Xie, who had a very strong self-esteem, feel very unhappy.

He could win such an excellent witch back then, not to mention the woman in front of him who didn't have any popularity in the market, he coldly and arrogantly threatened: "When I kill the thieves in this courtyard, I will definitely take you back to the palace, I like to tame women with sharp teeth the most!" ”

In fact, he doesn't like women with sharp teeth, but he likes the bearing of the woman in front of him.

Her bearing, no woman can match.

The woman glanced at the courtyard, then looked at the man who was playing the piano in the house, her eyes changed color strangely, she seemed to be a little annoyed, and she raised her eyebrows with a smile: "It's a pity that I and the people in this courtyard are all the way, and we are both thieves, if you get rid of the people in the courtyard, you will also get rid of me!" ”

She took her eyes off the white-clothed man in the room, looked at Yan Xie, and suddenly waved her sleeves, with a more demonic aura: "Who is the soul under the sword, it's really unknown!" ”

After that, the hem of the clothes fluttered like a sharp arrow, and the soft sword drawn out of his waist danced like a spiritual snake, spitting out a silver-white cold light and pointing at Yan Xie, at that moment, I don't know why, the dragon sword that Yan Xie was holding with both hands suddenly let out a huge hiss.

As if receiving a summons or stimulus, the roar of a dragon became clearer and clearer.

Yan Xie glanced down at his saber, in the past few years, his dragon sword has rarely been unsheathed, and he has never heard such a loud roar from the dragon sword, he feels strange, between the man's eyebrows, the green frost is getting heavier.

He looked up at the woman standing with the sword, the soft sword in her hand was so ordinary that it was not a divine weapon in the world, so why could his dragon sword feel the evil spirit?

If it weren't for the familiar evil aura, the dragon chanting sword would generally be very silent.

"What kind of sword are you using?" This strange cloud hung in his heart like a cloud of doubt, and he still asked.

The woman's fingers flicked lightly over the soft sword, making a crisp crisp sound, and the sound slowly slipped down like the sound of the waves, but the dragon sword trembled in response, as if it was about to break through the scabbard.

She smiled lightly: "The most ordinary sword!" ”

Her eyes crooked to look at the dragon sword that shook violently and made a huge dragon groan, she smiled wickedly in the wind: "Perhaps, the roar of your dragon sword is not for the sword, but for the people!" ”