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Isn't the Wind Mode the ability to simulate the previous "Wind Sword"? This sudden surge in speed is indeed a bit of the shadow of the Wind Sword, but in terms of level and quality... Long Aotian is obviously stronger by more than one level!

"Roar!" Although the horned dragon was startled by the change in Long Aotian's appearance, as a beast general, its reaction power was much more sensitive than that of ordinary beast soldiers, and it quickly came back to its senses, and with a loud roar, it saw the horned dragon rushing towards Long Aotian with the three sharp horns growing on its head.

In the face of this huge guy the size of a Jurassic dinosaur, even Long Aotian did not dare to hold it up, the horned dragon did not have any special abilities, but the skin was rough and thick, it was a kind of monster with high-strength strength, in the case of a head-on impact, even the third or fourth level beast general would not be able to bear it, let alone the slender body of Long Aotian.

Wind mode, as the name suggests, is a mode that is known for speed and skill, and it is a combat mode inherited by Long Aotian from the "Wind Sword Hero", this mode is mainly based on finding weaknesses and killing with one blow, therefore, at this moment, Long Aotian is not suitable to compete with the horned dragon in terms of strength, she must resist the enemy with skill!

A pair of crimson eyes, only the figure of Long Aotian, the horned dragon rushed all the way, the huge body seemed to have the momentum of rolling thunder, and wherever there were trees on both sides, they were all broken alive, causing the ground to shake slightly.

Even if it is a demonic beast, when it reaches the level of a beast general, it will have a relatively high IQ emotion, and Long Aotian's provocation has obviously aroused the anger of this big guy.

Long Aotian is in a humanoid state at the moment, in the vision of the horned dragon, it is a human being, it has always trampled on and ravaged the weak race of humans, it claims to be a noble species, and naturally does not allow itself to be despised by this weak and despicable race.

The sharp and hard horns are the innate and powerful weapons of the Horned Dragon, and under these three large horns, countless souls of people or beasts are entangled, which is a testament to its pride.

In the face of such an amazing beast, Long Aotian was not flustered, his wings fluttered on his back, and he took advantage of the landform characteristics of the forest, and his vigorous body continued to catapult on the big trees, and the changes in a series of movements were as fast as lightning, which made people overwhelmed.

In a few flickeres, a few blue afterimages were left on the spot, and at this time, Long Aotian had already circled out of the frontal battlefield, but seeing her long knife finger, the corners of her lips raised a trace of cold arc, and quickly launched a surprise attack on the weakest side of the horned dragon's defense.

The sudden disappearance of the target in front of him made the Horned Dragon Beast's eyes widen, how could this be possible! How could a mere human being have such an astonishing speed? The Horned Dragon couldn't figure it out, and it didn't have time to think about it at all, because the battle was over at this point...

The long knife with black and blue lines was raised high, as if it was inlaid with gemstones, refracting a bright blue light, and under that excessively beautiful appearance, there was a bloodthirsty coldness!

"Step forward - Slash Steel!"

In the next moment, Long Aotian took out the knife in a ring, and the gorgeous blue knife shadow mercilessly pierced the thick neck of the horned dragon, and the latter didn't even have time to let out a wail, and the huge head slammed, and with the stinky blood, it fell to the ground...

"Click!" In the air, the slender and sturdy body seemed to draw a gorgeous dance posture, and Long Aotian, who had a little blood star on his pretty face, fell to the ground on his knees in front of Zhuo Wen, like a knight who had returned triumphantly.

With a calm expression, with a touch of confidence, Long Aotian was as charming as ever, raised his head slightly, and the angle of looking up at Zhuo Wen set off her proud curves to the fullest, dangerous and charming posture, teaching people to pay attention and blood swelling.

I didn't expect the battle to end so quickly, Zhuo Wen, who witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, couldn't help but be shocked at this moment, and he was already so surprised that he couldn't describe it in words.

One hit kills... A demonic beast that could make Zhuo Wen feel the breath of death half a year ago was easily killed like this!

"It's so fast, my psychic connection can barely keep up with the feedback of her movement information!

Zhuo Wen was shocked in his heart, this kind of battle can be said to have exceeded his expectations.

There was no need for him Zhuo Wen to command and control at all, as long as he gave the order, Long Aotian could fight completely according to her own preferences and consciousness...

At this moment, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel the aura of danger on Long Aotian's body, although the pre-death branch in his inner world did not give a warning of danger, but for some reason, Zhuo Wen just had an indescribable strange feeling.

"If her opponent is me, I'm afraid I won't have time to react at all, right?

An inexplicable pressure hit, and Zhuo Wen's heart fluctuated, slow and heavy.

And just when Zhuo Wen was overwhelmed by this pressure, suddenly, Zhuo Wen was stunned in his heart, feeling as if he had entered a fantasy realm.

It was a dark world full of blood, surrounded by corpses, and only a slender and tall figure stood in it.

The tight-fitting leather coat with black and red lines is Long Aotian's outfit, but the back is standing alone, full of loneliness and loneliness. seemed to notice Zhuo Wen's gaze, the figure looked back slightly, but his eyes were full of sorrow.

That look, so helpless, as if longing for something, shocked Zhuo Wen's heart, and his consciousness instantly returned to reality.

"Master, why did you show that kind of expression? Is it because the concubine is not doing well?" Long Aotian looked at Zhuo Wen, his indifferent face, he couldn't see the color of his expression, but there was a trace of affection in his eyes.

Shaking his head, dispelling the unrealistic thoughts in his heart, Zhuo Wen smiled far-fetchedly: "No... You're excellent, you're perfect, and maybe it's the most proud work of my life... It's just, I don't know why, I always feel as if I've known you, and when I met you for the first time, I didn't even feel like I was facing strangers, as if I had known someone for many years..."

Long Aotian smiled faintly, withdrew the long knife, gently picked up Zhuo Wen's hand, and put his face on it: "The master is wrong, it's not déjà vu, we are originally one existence, no matter how many reincarnations or changes in appearance, the connection of fate will not make us forget each other, because we have existed in each other's hearts since the birth of consciousness." ”

"It's... Although you said so, but..."Feeling the cold and warm touch in his hand, Zhuo Wen was stunned by Long Aotian's sudden ambiguous move, and for a while, he didn't even know how to answer.

As if he felt that someone appeared behind him, Zhuo Wen glanced at it casually, and only felt distracted.

Fox ears and three tails, with a delicate figure, just simply draped in a nightgown, and the person behind him turned out to be Ahri, and he looked at them calmly.

The small fist in the sleeve was clenched tightly, I don't know if it was angry, jealous, or sour, in short, the intimate picture of Zhuo Wen and other women made Ahri's heart inexplicably uncomfortable, although she knew that Long Aotian, who was a painting spirit, would not have any results with Zhuo Wen, but she just felt uncomfortable.

Distressed, sour, is this what it feels like to be jealous? Ahri couldn't understand this emotion before, but now, she can be regarded as having tasted it, the taste is indeed not very pleasant, she is very afraid, really afraid that Zhuo Wen will be taken away.

However, Ahri is obviously thinking too much, Long Aotian is indeed very beautiful, but Zhuo Wen is just an important partner concept to her, and only Ahri is his true love at the moment, which is more important, there is no need to think about it at all.

"Ahri, why are you here? Didn't you stay in the house? You are very weak now, what if there is danger?" Without thinking much about it, Zhuo Wen took off Long Aotian and came to Ahri, holding her in his arms, his face full of love.

In order to save Zhuo Wen from Zhuo Gang's hands, Ahri used the secret technique of the fox clan to overdraw her strength, and now she is so weak that she is reluctant to transform, let alone protect herself when she encounters danger.

"Ahri... Ahri was just a little worried about Ah Wen, so he came along..."Feeling the warmth transmitted from Zhuo Wen, Ahri hurriedly abandoned the nasty feeling in his heart, and replied in a low voice with his little head down, but his face was shy.

"Fool, what are you worried about me? Isn't it good for me, you are, if you are in danger, it will make me very sad, and you will not be allowed to do this again, you know?"

Ahri's pitiful appearance is so cute, Zhuo Wen said and said, he couldn't help but hug her tighter, and finally got this precious treasure, saying that Zhuo Wen couldn't let her go.

Truly feeling Zhuo Wen's undisguised feelings, Ahri completely put down his heart, nodded heavily in Zhuo Wen's arms, and the color of happiness appeared on his face again.

Empty hands, brushing a trace of frost, Long Aotian raised his head, looked at the two people who hugged each other, and the corners of his lips raised a smile that seemed to be a blessed arc, however, no one noticed her eyes at the moment, with a hint of depression, just like in the previous illusion. (To be continued.) )