A strong gust of wind swept in, sweeping through the distant fog exit and rolling up the fallen leaves, carrying the cold and humidity of the fog.

The fallen leaves slapped on their faces, and Luo Shiyi Lang and the others had to frown, squint their eyes, bend slightly sideways, and arch their arms to cover their foreheads.

The bent arms and the body below cut the gaze into an irregular pattern, through which Luo Shiro saw that she had quietly retreated a few steps, the wind blowing her clothes hunting, and the corners of her clothes rose into the sky like illusion robes.

At this time, Shangguan Jin suddenly realized something, if Chen Xi'er was there, she would definitely be able to detect it, or even find it sooner and earlier, that is, the unique "thorn" on a woman's body.

Men will never see, because their eyes have long been food for these thorns.

Shangguan Jin grabbed her brother Mengli's arm completely out of instinct, and used force backwards, she wanted to remind them that they were in danger.

A herd of antelopes was munching on tender grass with their heads down, and the scent of the grass obscured the scent of a large pack of wolves that were shrinking the encirclement.

Just when Shangguan Jin felt the danger strongly, he saw the girl's thumb knock on her middle finger, and her lips moved slightly, as if she was chanting a spell.

In an instant, a long line of samurai on one knee and sword in hand appeared in front of the girl. It turned out that she was using ninjutsu.

A small antelope looked up and saw the approaching wolves, their teeth dripping with shiny saliva. The little antelope let out a high-pitched desolate cry that pierced the sky, but it was too late, and they had no way to escape.

Luo Shiyi Lang was shocked by this sudden change, and stood in place unable to move.

Meng Liang also stood still and didn't move, he thought that this girl could do magic, which was quite funny. Yes, that's right, he likes girls who can do magic.

Shangguan Jin pulled everyone backwards and quickly retreated, leaving only two boys in a daze standing in place.

Hey, what are you doing standing there? Danger! Zhou Lun's voice pulled the frightened Luo Shiyi Lang back, and immediately instinctively pulled the fence next to him back together.

At this moment, Luo Shiyi Lang suddenly realized that Meng Li, who was usually vigorous and agile, also had the same feeling as calcification all over his body, and he couldn't pull it, like a big stone. "What are you thinking about?" Luo Shilang scolded in his heart.

At this time, Nan Jian finally saw a flash of murderous aura in her eyes, just like a cold and sharp sword flashing in the sun, although it was fleeting, it made people shudder.

It was clear that she was about to make a move, and her eyes had already announced the beginning of the war.

A gust of wind swept up the fallen leaves that had just been swept up, and it seemed that they couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere and couldn't wait to flee as soon as possible.

What's your name? A very gentle word, just like when you asked me who had just transferred from your table many years ago.

The girl paused, the murderous aura in her eyes quickly disappeared, and she seemed to realize the problem, and she hadn't introduced herself since the beginning! Although she had planned not to say much before, as long as she killed them, she could go back to show off, but now that she was asked, she told them to let them understand that there was no deep hatred between them anyway. But for a killer, there is no need for a reason to kill.

"Kunyun," the girl said, and then her eyes glanced at the dense fog below the cliff, for she began to notice that a well-built and handsome boy had been staring at her, and his eyes that seemed to be like flames had never left her from the moment she appeared, not even for a second.

"It's really terrible!" Kunyun sighed in his heart. It's the first time I've been looked at myself in this way since I was a child, and I can stare at a person for so long, as if I'm going to eat me.

Kun Yun tried his best to avoid this life-threatening look, but that look seemed to be magnetic, and he could inadvertently attract himself to connect with it. It's really driving people crazy! I can't take myself seriously at all. Kunyun scolded angrily in his heart.

"What are you looking at?" Finally, unable to take it anymore, broke out. Kunyun shouted this sentence at an extremely high decibel level. His lips were so high that he was about to touch his nose.

"What are you looking at!" Luo Shiyi Lang turned his head to look at Meng Liang with a wicked smile as he learned Kunyun's tone.

At this time, he was still in the mood to joke, and I really convinced him.

"Kunyun" Meng Liang whispered, and then his eyes lit up, and he said to her: Hello Kunyun, my name is Meng Li.

Later, when the meeting was held in the snake mound in the evening, Zhou Lun said to Meng Li: Meng Ge, I really wanted to move a few steps sideways and jump down directly, I really can't stand it!

Whoever wants to know you, what do I call you, what is your name and what is my, who has time to listen to you show off your name here, I tell you, you will all die today. I have come to take your lives.

Why what? Although Luo Shiyi Lang knew that she was a killer sent by Lang Kai, he still had to ask. Because he found that although this girl seemed to have a high spiritual power, she still fulfilled the sentence: big breasts and no brains. Brainless to the point of being a simple child.

Indeed, a person who loves to kill does not mean that it is complicated. Just like those who have never killed anyone, or even never done anything bad, they are not necessarily very simple, they may have a nest of poisonous snakes in their stomachs!

"For what? Kunyun let out a flurry of silver bell-like laughter, as if she had heard a joke that would make her laugh a lot. I can kill whoever I want, and if you don't like it, I will kill you!

"I want your life", these four words seemed to make Meng Li regain consciousness, and his eyes were no longer as obsessed as just now, like a fool. When we have a crush on a girl, our eyes no longer seem to be controlled by our brains, and we are always looking at her or the direction in which she is. Seeing her smile a little, even if it wasn't for me, I would be inexplicably happy all day. It's as if it's not rain, it's money.

Nan Jian blew the bangs in front of his forehead obliquely, the corners of his mouth rose obliquely, revealing a bad smile, and Shangguan Jin's heartbeat was several beats faster. Nanjian clasped his hands in front of his chest and said very easily: "Do you really think that it is possible for you to kill the six of us as a weak woman, even if you can conjure up so many ninjas.

Kunyun's eyes glanced down at Nan Jian, glanced at the ninjas kneeling on one knee, and then stared at Nan Jian and said: Do you dare to go head-to-head with my ninjas, any one of them is single-handed! After speaking, he stretched out his hand and motioned to Nan Jian, as if the challenge application had been issued.

And for Nanjian, it seems that it is necessary to fight. Nanjian was indignant in his heart: It was an insult to me to ask a conjured samurai to challenge me. But it doesn't matter, I'll crush him later, and see how crazy she is, it's just beyond my strength.

After saying that, Nanjian motioned for everyone to step back and leave enough space for the venue. Luo Shiyi Lang felt that Nanjian should be more than enough to deal with a samurai, so he also motioned for everyone to step back together. In fact, Luo Shiyi Lang still wants to see what this girl is capable of, if only she could also use soul arts, if this is the case, there is no need to work hard to find Lang Kai.

Kunyun stretched out his palm and waved at those ninjas, and in an instant they turned into wisps of light smoke and drifted away, leaving only one to stand up slowly, staring at the southern sword in front of him. Obviously, these ninjas are lifeless, they are just a puppet, so they have a super ability to resist attacks, and all their movements are controlled by the master's spiritual power.

At this moment, it was as if the momentum had been opened, and the two (let's call him a human) stood opposite each other, one with a cold look, and the other (in fact, no eyes) looked directly in front of them, I don't know if Lu Dao was looking at Nan Jian, or looking at the small tree behind Nan Jian. Kunyun put his hands behind his back, clasped his thumb and middle finger, and was ready to exert his spiritual power at any time.

Nan Jian took a step back, raised his hands very gentlemanly, made a fist shape, and bent down to make a small bow. As soon as he lowered his head, he received a slap from the samurai's head and face, and Nanjian was stunned by this slap at that time.

Several people behind him couldn't help laughing, and said to Kunyun while laughing: How can you let your people do it before you start!

Nanjian covered his head with one hand and looked aggrieved, and he didn't dare to slack off with the other hand, because the ninja had already raised his hands and looked at the katana with a cold light. Originally, Nanjian didn't want to draw his sword, so he used a murderous sword to deal with a puppet. But now the situation is different, the sudden slap just now completely trampled on Nanjian's dignity on the soles of his feet, and suddenly made him embarrassed, as if he felt that he was an extremely stupid clown, making others see all kinds of jokes.

Anger can completely overwhelm a person's mind, no matter how smart and rational a person is, as long as the anger comes violently and quickly enough, all his reason and calmness will be instantly smashed into powder.

Nanjian let out a long roar, and suddenly pulled out the Qinglong Sword from his back, and in an instant, the gale was cut into different contours by the sword light and sword shadow, and became even colder as it swept over the person's face, as if it was blown directly out of the refrigerator.

At this time, Nanjian looked more like a mad dog, a dog that turned into a mad dog after being bitten by a mad dog. Often this dog is a thousand times crazier than the one that bit him.

When the green dragon comes out of the sheath, he will see blood. However, the puppet has no blood.

After a flurry of up and down bows, the samurai retreated. Originally, this kind of scene and situation could not arouse any interest in Nanjian, because it was reasonable and there was no suspense. But now, there was a hint of happiness in his heart, as if the person who was struggling under his sword at the moment was a master. It seems that this kid was really bitten, and the bite was not light.

Under Nanjian's step-by-step, dense swordsmanship, Kun Yun obviously seemed a little powerless, it seemed that he underestimated Nanjian too much, and even sent a samurai to fight, and now she felt that what she did just now was a bit reckless.

So, she simply took this samurai away. After a wave of his hand, Nanjian's sword slashed in the air a few times before it suddenly stopped.

I felt like I was being tricked again, and I felt embarrassed again. "Hey, what are you doing, why did you take it away again" Nan Jian's face turned red with anger, and his chest rose and fell violently and shouted at Kunyun.

What are you fierce, I'm not happy to let me beat it, so I will take it back, can you control it?" Kun Yun also responded with a fierce face.

I dare to swear, Nan Jian definitely didn't notice that the person standing in front of him at the moment was a girl, otherwise he would never have made the following move, because he once said: I never hit a woman. Never!

Nanjian swept over with a sword, although the sword blade was still far away from Kun Yun, but a powerful sword qi had already been fiercely pushed towards Kun Yun's chest, causing ripples in the air, like a heat wave around the flames.

Kunyun is a vegetarian monk, his eyes are fast, his steps are light, and he can dodge a move beautifully with a slight side step. Saying that it was too late, Kunyun snapped his index finger, and in an instant, the air density on the right side of the Southern Sword changed dramatically, as if a wave-shaped portal had been opened. In an instant, a black-clad warrior appeared in the portal.

When Nan Jian felt the speed of the wind change in his ears, he turned around and met a heavy punch, and suddenly his eyes went black, and he felt that there were many stars hovering overhead. When I opened my eyes again and saw through the slightly swollen eyelids, it was already a bright space. The anger in his chest suddenly rose again, and thick black smoke obscured his vision.

Kunyun smiled, his shoulders shrugging upwards with laughter. Another samurai appeared on Nanjian's back, just like just now, and without thinking about it, he just kicked it directly at the reverse joint of Nanjian's knee. He knelt down on the spot, and his knee hit the big bluestone on the surface of the ground, and suddenly, bright red blood seeped out of the fabric of his pants, dyed red with a thin layer of white gray bluestone, and the blood flowed along the cracks and ravines in the stone with beautiful patterns. Nanjian frowned and endured the pain.

At this moment, Luo Shiyilang, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also became serious, and his sharp eyes and cold expression seemed to express: This girl is not simple! It seems that I underestimated her.

Kunyun didn't pause, and another warrior appeared in a corner that Nanjian would never see, and this time he slammed the hilt of his grip into Nanjian's spine. The knife fell, and a burst of white light pierced the sky.

Luo Shilang's eyes are always as sharp and precise as an eagle, he can always catch the gap between the moments, and he can always make movements that are faster than lightning. Precise in place.

Just when the hilt of the knife was about to smash the spine of the Southern Sword, Luo Shiyi Lang was in a hurry, and his hand stretched out, it turned out that he had already transported a powerful true qi in the palm of his hand, just waiting to show it at such a critical moment. However, the current situation is 108,000 miles away from what he expected. Originally, he thought so, he saw that Meng Liang had some meaning to Kunyun, and what Meng Liang thought in his heart could never be hidden from Luo Shiyilang, he had been like this since he was a child, not to mention that Meng Li's acting skills were so bad this time that a blind person could see it. Luo Shiyi Lang felt that Nanjian should be more than enough to deal with a little girl, and he didn't have to worry about it at all, but after a few rounds, Nanjian's seemed to be enchanted, and he was almost unable to control himself. Therefore, Luo Shiyi Lang quietly transported a breath of true qi in the palm of his hand, for fear that Nanjian would hurt the intended person of Meng Liang if he was too ruthless, so he took an insurance here, if that kind of emergency situation really happened, he would save Kunyun, and create the illusion that he was saved by Meng Liang, so maybe they could really do it.

Luo Shilang's wishful thinking really hit West Siberia. The escort was really lucky, at least it avoided unnecessary casualties.

When Luo Shiyi Lang took out his palm, almost at the same moment, the warrior was scattered in pieces, and due to the damage to her spiritual power, Kunyun was gone, as if someone had slapped her in the chest.

After Nan Jian was rescued, Shangguan Jin rushed forward with an arrow step, and reached under Nan Jian's armpit with both hands, wanting to take him back, but unfortunately she was too weak. At this time, Meng Fence also ran over.

"You dare to cheat, you actually attacked me", Kun Yun looked directly at Luo Shiyilang.

Hmph, I just think you're too ruthless, girl, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it. Luo Shiyi Lang obviously said angrily. He glanced at Nan Jian, whose expression was distorted in pain on the ground, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

In fact, with Nanjian's skills, he will definitely not be injured in today's battle. The only thing that can be explained is that he is so deeply obscured by the black smoke of anger in his heart that he can't see his opponent at all, what he sees is his own humiliation, and what he sees is his embarrassed appearance. There are many times when we are the same, a thing that would have been easy, but because of our mistakes, we fell into the hands of others to disturb our minds, so we lost and lost, and even our lives were accompanied.

Fortunately, our friends around us are good enough. Gotta be proud of it!