Thanks to lockray-san's pink ticket ^-^

But seeing the red-clothed black hair flashing in front of his eyes, his five fingers became claws, and he was so clever that his hands that were originally like orchids made that vicious and terrifying gesture at this moment, and came straight to him.

Facts have proved that no matter how beautiful it is, after being vicious and terrifying, it can't be beautiful. Jia Jia had no intention of appreciating it, turned around and dodged, and when she walked, a frightening wind blew, and finally blew away the black hair like a black waterfall, revealing a delicate but miserable white beautiful face.

Beauty. is really a beauty, even if Jia Jia is a woman, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw this beauty at first glance. Suddenly, Jia Jia remembered the sentence in her memory, "Bing Peerless Appearance, Rare and Handsome", a real beauty, the corners of her eyes are not dotted and delicate, Jia Jia can imagine, if she is not such a white as paper now, it should be so beautiful under the living fragrance.

A head like a waterfall and green silk hangs down, reaching to the ankles, without a little dress, even a woman like her who doesn't like to dress up, there will be a peach hairpin on her head, but she has no decoration.

No need. For nothing ornament is a mundane thing to this woman.

The breathtaking breath of wind and dust and the innocent and ignorant breath of the spirit, these two completely different things complement each other, blending into a beauty that makes people can't take their eyes off.

Yu Xiuyun "Beauty is just a skin outside the white bones", "all beauty is just a passing cloud". At least that's what Jia Jia really thought. But when I saw this beauty. Jia Jia faltered. The heart is stagnant: the beauty is overlooked. It's just because the beauty is not beautiful enough!

I really don't know how there is such a woman in the world, who can be called a stunner among stunners. However, he gave birth to a face that was just like a white powder, beautiful and beautiful, but it made people feel creepy, like a person made of paper. A chilly feeling came over my face.

Today, if it's a man standing here, it's not good. But it's not with me, but today she is standing here as an out-and-out woman. She is still a woman who is usually cautious. It was a little bit of a sway, so he came back to his senses, tiptoed, and jumped in the air, which was "Treading Snow Feather Feihong", and then jumped backwards.

The beauty's beautiful and touching eyes turned, and when she saw Jia Jia's body, she sneered at the moment: ""Treading Snow Feather Feihong", Kunlun's apprentice and grandson, I won't come to you." You're coming to me on your own initiative. ”

The voice is gentle and chirping, more like the sound of a piano flute. But the words are frightening.

After that, the five claws of the ruthless calendar turned into hooks, and the nails that were as long as Zhang Yu made Jia Jia's heart skip a beat, as if frightened, and hurriedly retreated.

Anyway, "Treading Snow Feather Feihong" has already been very hot by her, and it is not difficult to avoid it.

She was more and more skillful in avoiding the wind, but when she saw the woman frowning suddenly, she sneered and said again: "Okay, you Kunlun descendant, sure enough, the more you live, the more you go back, there is a group of rat disciples left!"

Jia Jia retreated and walked, but people did not retreat far, but walked around her like a needle.

"Hmph, opportunistic!" the woman snorted coldly.

Jia Jia hooked the corners of her lips and smiled lightly, but in her heart, she was more curious about this woman, as if she had a grudge with Kunlun that she didn't know about, and looking at her gritted teeth when she spoke, it seemed to be extremely disgusted, Jia Jia only felt strange, since she was so resentful, why hadn't the monks stationed in Red Moon City heard of being attacked by demonic monks?

Thinking like this, Jia Jia raised his hand and slashed a sword across his chest, his eyebrows were heavy, and the majesty of the Yuanying Monk was fully opened: "Who are you?"

"Do the rats dare to ask my name?" the woman snorted coldly, and her five fingers seemed to hook at her again. Jia Jia was not polite, the purple light appeared in the palm of her hand, and the muffled thunder of the "rumbling" in the sky came one after another, just to accept the arrival of this heavenly thunder.

The thunderbolt as thick as a child's arm had already traveled to the woman's side in an instant, and the thunderbolt did not have the heart of pity and cherishment, and it fell on the woman's body without falling.

The woman screamed and stepped back, her long nails across her chest, but when she looked at her again, her face was already full of vigilance: "Who are you?"

"Kunlun juniors. The bladeless sword in Jia Jia's hand was also horizontal in front of his chest, and there were a few wisps of vigilance in his eyes.

The woman snorted coldly and didn't speak, but looked at her leisurely in a pair of wonderful eyes, and there seemed to be an indescribable grievance.

Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the pair of complaining eyes turned into a nebula and rolled upside down, sucking people straight in.

Seeing that the Kunlun nun holding the long sword in front of her looked stunned, the long sword in her hand trembled slightly, and fell to the ground with a "click".

The long sword shook on the ground under his feet, and let out a burst of mournful sounds, but unfortunately, there was no look in Jia Jia's eyes, and he turned his eyes, black and white, but his eyes were a little dull.

The woman pursed her lips, sneered, and stepped forward until she reached the Kunlun female cultivator, but the flying sword that trembled slightly on the ground suddenly flew out horizontally, blocking her chest, and the tip of the sword shone a little, pointing directly at her left ventricle.

The woman who thought that Chengzhu was in her hand was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "The sword is a good sword, but it followed a stupid master." ”

The flying sword trembled more and more, and suddenly, it stabbed straight into her left ventricle with a "thud".

It is definitely a good sword, the long sword passes through the chest, leaving a thin window in vain, the long sword crosses, and the sword does not stain blood. Originally, it was a fatal sword, but the woman was like nothing, perhaps because of her boundless confidence in her own means, the woman did not immediately make a move on Jia Jia, but turned her head with interest, looked at the long sword that seemed to be stunned, pursed her lips and chuckled: "What, very curious? Can't kill me?"

The Bladeless Sword trembled, letting out a loud scream.

Unfortunately, the smile on the woman's face was even worse, as if it had become a very interesting thing to see the long sword frustrated.

"Stupid! really stupid!" The woman smiled on her face, and because of this smile, her originally pale face as pale as paper suddenly felt a little bit like Yun Kai breaking through the fog, but it was a pity that the words she said were not worthy of this Yun Kai breaking fog smile, "It's just a plaything in the end!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved, and his five fingers became a grasp, and the means of the beauty were not only cold but also beautiful, feeding into a seven-colored glow, surrounding his side.

The long sword that was guarding it rushed towards her with a mournful roar, but it encountered a wave of spiritual power that seemed to be nothing, and then a graceful parabola crossed the sky and fell into the distance, without any movement, as if it had lost its spirituality.

The woman sneered and looked at the Kunlun female cultivator with a smile on her face and a dull expression, the woman with a dull expression would more or less make people feel weird, but this one in front of her was not, with a smile on her face, coupled with that soft and weak expression, it was really a little more cute, like a harmless rabbit.

Jia Jia will not show mercy to her, and neither will she. Stretched out her hand, grabbed her five fingers, and approached her, but when she saw that the cinnabar mark on the center of the woman's eyebrows in front of her was shining brightly, she maintained this posture, she was startled, and she heard a soft shout not far behind her: "Stop!"

With a slight pant, it was obvious that he was in a hurry.

The woman's movements froze, and she turned her head away, not paying attention to the bright cinnabar imprint that had lost its luster again, as if she had fallen asleep.

The appearance of the person who came was ordinary, the corners of his mouth were slanted, coupled with the expressionless face of the middle-aged man, and the look of the corners of his lips were pursed, and there were three points of bitterness for no reason: bitter gourd face, genuine.

The unsightly appearance and the slightly lame leg really make people wonder how such a person can have anything to do with this woman?

But at this moment, the woman looked at the bitter gourd face and lame legs, but it was a mixture of love and resentment, which was complicated and difficult to understand, as if there were many twists and turns between the two of them.

The beautiful eyes looked at the bitter-faced, lame monk, and the focus of their eyes seemed to fall on him and as if they were falling on nothingness.

The monk was none other than Zhang Feng, who attracted Jia Jia to stop.

"Are you ......" Zhang Feng opened his mouth and moved his lips, but found that he couldn't say a word when he spoke.

The woman seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, sighed leisurely, looked at him for a moment, and laughed bitterly.

Jia Jia has long become an unknown set board. The two of them were immersed in their own world, and they had long forgotten the Kunlun nun who had attracted them to meet on the side.

I didn't notice that after the cinnabar red in the center of Jia Jia's eyebrows lit up a few times, it dimmed again, and after a while, the dull eyes had a little more aura, and she sobered up.

I don't know why I was urged by the woman's pair of pupils, how can I still remember what kind of heart-purifying method? Jia Jia only felt that what woke up her was a cool feeling that surrounded her, and then her eyebrows hurt, and the person woke up.

Jia Jia didn't dare to look up to herself, she knew that she didn't have the ability to wait for herself to wake up, why she could wake up, I thought it was unusual. However, the situation in front of her is rare, and Jia Jia doesn't want to let go of the slightest clue, so she puts this matter behind her head for the time being, and looks at the two people in front of her.

"Allure girl, don't embarrass her. I only heard Zhang Feng sigh, and said, "Since you have decided not to embarrass us, why did you add another life in your hands?"

It turned out that her name was Allure, and her eyes moved, and she said in her heart: It's a rare and suitable name. It's just that the girl in the city, this title, it seems that the two are not so close.

The suspicions are getting bigger and bigger.

The woman pursed her lips and sneered: "Why should I listen to you? You Kunlun is ruthless and unrighteous to me, isn't it just right to kill this coward?"

"Coward?" Jia Jia twitched the corners of her mouth, unfortunately, what she was best at was defending and escaping.

She didn't mean anything else, she was just curious. Zhang Feng was silent for a long time, raised his head, and said in a resolute tone, but with three points of pleading, "Even if you look at it...... He...... 's face, okay?" (to be continued......)

PS: This beauty, ahem, has actually appeared invisible before. Sell a little pass, and it will be revealed tomorrow ^-^