When the words fell, there was a deathly silence all around, whether it was a human or a beast, they all looked at the young man in white who was standing on the edge of the big pit, dressed in coldness, obviously just a face that could be regarded as delicate at best, but weishenme made people feel chills in their hearts?

Before the guards could come up with a source, the jackals, like mice seeing cats, disappeared into the jungle as fast as they usually could, leaving only this overwhelming dust, choking everyone to cover their noses.

Twelve pulled his legs and left, when he passed by the dead guard, he didn't even give him a look, she never regretted it, since he chose to die like a warrior, she respected him! So his zuihou request, although she didn't say it, but she agreed, to be honest, to use coercion to drive away a large group of fifth-order low-level demonic beasts at one time, it was still a little difficult for the twelve who had just entered the fifth order of martial arts, but her discomfort, except for tomorrow night, it is estimated that no one present can see it.

It's just faintly, they feel that this young man seems to be very weird, with a powerful move, he can drive away the demonic beasts with just coercion, and he can blast out a big pit with one punch, and before he shoots, there is no sign of any fighting spirit, even Bai Zixu can't figure out what kind of mental method Twelve is practicing.

If he knew that Twelve had just integrated the nirvana he had learned in his previous life into his fighting spirit, and completely relied on his combat talent to control the battle, he didn't know if he would be stunned.

Each genre has its own unique moves, often from a person's moves, you can guess where this person comes from, where the teacher is, and Twelve is clearly an alternative! What she learned is all killer moves, and the mental method behind the booklet is too profound, with Twelve's current strength, it is really difficult to control, so she simply concentrates on consolidating the foundation, so that she inadvertently melee combat and fighting spirit are so seamlessly integrated.

"Hey, you give me zhanzhu!" The guard who was intimidated by Twelve didn't know what to think, but he actually rushed up and stopped in front of Twelve, his nostrils were spurting hot air, and he opened his teeth and claws as if he was about to swallow Twelve's mouthful: "Didn't you make a move earlier just now? You were very happy and proud to see our people die, didn't you? Do you think that if you appear like a savior, we will be grateful to you? You ruthless murderer!"

Bai Zixu was stunned for a moment, then his face sank, and he shouted in a low voice: "Shut up for me!"

He never knew how a soldier who had always been disciplined would say such a thing, and even if he didn't make a move, it was just that they were lucky enough to meet someone who would not save him, and he didn't have the strength to protect his companions, but he put the blame on others, such a person was still the most superb soldier in his White Tiger Country?

Tomorrow Night was so angry that he was trembling, he rushed up and clenched his fists and was about to punch the guard, a hairy boy with no fighting spirit, wanting to defeat a third-order fighting soldier?

The guard leaned slightly to the side, put his right hand on the saber at his waist, and a silver light appeared! The blade broke through the air, and it stopped on the tip of Mingye's nose, and Mingye's fist also stopped on the guard's cheek, only less than half a finger away.

A pair of white little hands, seemingly lightly holding the guard's wrist, twelve eyes were cold, just looking at him so fixedly, the guard didn't know why, his legs actually trembled!

"You...... What do you want to do......" His eyes widened in horror, his throat kept swallowing, and the courage just now didn't know where to run at this moment.

Twelve or five fingers tightened, the guard screamed, the big knife fell to the ground with a clatter, the twelve's right foot stepped on the hilt, and the other hand, holding the big knife in the air, the cold blade was close to the guard's neck and carotid artery, and the cold blade reflected her bottomless black eyes.

"I can't do things before an outsider intervenes, and next time, I will definitely make your head fall to the ground!" Twelve said coldly, his wrist flipped, and the knife brushed into the scabbard on the guard's waist weirdly, "I fought with the jackal just now, why didn't I see you draw the knife? Yujian is not a vindictive person, you are embarrassed to dare to make a move? Savior, I never said that kind of thing to be, whoever wants to go, don't put your hat on my head!"

After that, Twelve didn't wait for the guards to answer, he pulled his legs and left, and waved his fist tomorrow night, demonstrating to the sluggish guards, if it wasn't for the master's stop, he would definitely beat this bastard who didn't know how to repay the favor!

"Wait-" The guard's eyes were blood-red, and his expression was a little crazy, he turned around, drew his sword from its sheath, and pointed coldly at Twelve: "I want to challenge you! I will trample you under the feet of this dog-eyed man! I will avenge my brother!"

Twelve sneered, looking at the guard who was just rushing forward without any rules, his body was slightly on one side, and he easily avoided his full blow, and he didn't even use his fighting spirit, the simplest and most straightforward hand-to-hand combat, the right fist hit his lower abdomen, and the guard only felt a tumbling in his stomach, and with a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person staggered back a few steps.

"Convinced?" Twelve raised his eyebrows, without the slightest anger between his eyebrows, and asked lightly.

"Not convinced!" The guards were simply red-eyed, seeing the twelve as if they were seeing the enemy, rushing over again and again, being knocked down by the twelve again and again, falling over the shoulder, elbowing, sweeping the hall's legs, and even zuihou even used boxing, when the tiger fist smashed into the guard's face, with a click, it was a complete break of the bridge of his nose, and the nosebleed flowed out, the guard stood up without strength, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the hard armor was shattered, it was hard to believe that a person could break the armor with his bare hands and without any fighting spirit.

Bai Zixu and the remaining guards were all shocked, what was the identity of this young man, what kind of moves did he use, and why had they never seen it?

The guard fell to the ground, blood blisters in his mouth, nosebleeds fell in strings, slid across his cheeks, dripped into his ears, suddenly, a figure blocked the moonlight above his head, and in his blurred vision, he only saw that the person who came was dressed in white, and the clothes were stained with a little rainbow, the red was like a blooming Aomei, and she was even more distinguished and proud of the world.

Twelve sneered at the corners of his lips, hooked his fingers at the guards on the ground, and said coldly: "If you still don't accept it, I will beat you until you submit!"

She asked herself if she was not a soft persimmon, she was targeted again and again for no reason, and she was pointed at her nose again and again, even if she was self-cultivation, she would inevitably be a little angry, not to mention the twelve who never took human life seriously?

"Your Excellency, slow down!" Bai Zixu hurriedly spoke, he ran over quickly, grabbed the guard who was out of control, and said coldly: "Fork him down for me!"

The two surviving guards pulled their companion away from the left and the right, and he struggled hard, a pair of red eyes staring at Twelve, and his hissing voice lingering in the air: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! You killed my brother, it's you—"

Twelve-faced, expressionless, dressed in blood-stained white, proudly under the night.

"Your Excellency smiled. Bai Zixu was dressed in embarrassment, and said to the twelve, in the fierce battle just now, the green silk on his feather crown was already messy, his luxurious brocade robe was torn apart by the jackal's claws, and there were several deep bone scars on his arms.

Tomorrow night, he put down the Lan Xin on his back, and didn't look at Bai Zixu, these people are simply too much, the master saves or not, what does it have to do with him? Obviously, it was the master who made a move to save their lives, and he actually accused the master of being too slow? Hmph, if he knew this, the master shouldn't have made a move!

Twelve's dark eyes turned slightly, and he pointed to the bonfire on the ground that had not yet been extinguished: "If you want to sleep safely for a night, it is best to extinguish this thing." ”

With that, she turned around with her neat robe and flew up the trunk of the tree, she had already said what she had to say, and as for whether to listen or not, it was their business.

Bai Zixu is not a stupid person, he immediately ordered the guards to extinguish the bonfire, and buried the tragically dead companions through the huge pit that came out of the twelve.

The night of the Warcraft Forest was slowly windy, and sometimes the neighing of wild beasts disturbed people's hearts and frightened, and after everyone had fallen asleep, Twelve quietly flew down from the tree, and walked slowly to the tomb bag that did not even have a tombstone, her figure was slightly lonely, and the breeze raised her black hair like a waterfall, and her cold face, only a pair of black eyes shone brightly.

She remembered that a long time ago, Thirteen had laughed and teased: "Sister, if I die one day, you remember to find a random place to bury me, no need to set up any tombstones, and not to worship me, I don't want to die without even dying quietly." ”

The words were still in his ears, his twelve eyes froze, and the corners of his lips raised a smile, and the smile was a little weird.

Thirteen, you'd better live a long life, and when I cut through the void, I will let you know what the fate of betraying me is!

The wind was blowing, Bai Zixu leaned his back against the stump with his eyes, and looked at the young man in white standing at the head of the grave, dressed in cold.

What kind of person is he?

Shaking his head, suppressing the strange emotions in his heart, the most important thing now is to find the dragon fruit.

The next day, there was a light rain, the muddy soil in the forest was potholed, the riding boots were soaked with rain, and Twelve wiped the rain from his face indiscriminately, "The rain is too heavy, I need to find a place to shelter from the rain." ”

"Where do we have more time to rest?" the guard retorted in a thick voice.

Twelve directly regarded him as air, turned around and walked towards the night, looking at Lan Xin on his back, even if she was wrapped in clothes, her body was still dyed with a lot of raindrops, her little face was slightly pale, her brows were tightly locked, and she looked very bad.

Twelve was anxious, and said coldly to Bai Zixu: "You can continue to move forward, we will part ways here!"

After that, she raised her eyes to look at a small cave among the peaks not far away, the improvement of her fighting spirit made her five senses more sensitive, and in the drizzle, she took the bright night step by step towards the cave.

"Prince, we ......" The guards are really anxious, although they don't like Twelve's too cold personality, but her strength is in front of them, if they lose this master, in the Warcraft Forest, they will definitely have a hard time.

Bai Zixu gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Keep up!"

To pass through the cave, you have to pass through a dark swamp, except for a few bushes on both sides of the ground, there is no trace of any monsters, the jungle is secluded, the vines are coiled, and tomorrow night you hold your knees with your hands, panting.

Twelve stood beside the swamp, frowning slightly.