Chapter 22 Assassination

A hibiscus tent is full of hazy beauty. There is a beautiful woman lying under the hibiscus tent. Her face shows a sick beauty, and her delicate Xizi is more sick. At this time, she leaned sideways and looked at the door, looking a little lonely.

Brother Feng won't come today, will he? What is he doing now? Does he miss me? Brother Feng, as soon as Lin Yue thought of Mu Feng, she began to feel sad. She knew that she and he would never get a result, but her heart couldn't help beating for him and feel sorry for him.

The door rang. Lin Yue looked at the door doubtfully and asked softly, "Is it Lv'e?" But she screamed a few times but no one answered, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange. She propped up her body, came down from ** and walked out. In front of it is a curtain made of beads. The bead curtain is hazy, which makes people unable to see what the other side is.

"Who is it?" Lin Yue is sure that the person outside is not Lv E now, so who will it be? Could it be Brother Feng? Thinking of this, her face blushed and her hands also lifted the curtain.

A man in a green robe appeared in front of Lin Yue. He had a scar on his face, a big pull in his hand, and a big nose. He just stood there, but it was under great pressure. A master of the valley period was staring at her gloomily at this time, making Lin Yue feel timid.

"Who are you?" Lin Yue's face was pale, and her hands tightly grasped her clothes, but she also pretended to be calm. Looking at this person's fierce appearance, she didn't look like a good person.

"The person who kills you." The scar man said viciously. As soon as he finished speaking, the big pull in his hand flew directly to Lin Yue and hit her neck, trying to take off her head. Scar Man is very contemptuous of her. It's useless for a small person to let him take action. In his eyes, Lin Yue has long been a dead man.

Lin Yue felt that the big pull was spinning towards her like the wind. In a hurry, she quickly condensed the spiritual power on her body to resist. Fortunately, the scar man obviously underestimated the enemy and did not use his best. Even so, Lin Yue also felt a strong force to knock herself out, hit the wall and fell down.

For a moment, she only felt that her chest was cracked, and a mouthful of blood spewed out directly. Seeing the man come towards her, he couldn't even lift a trace of strength.

Am I going to die here? Lin Yue's mind became clear at this moment. The person who killed her was her mother. Ha ha, only she has always regarded her as a thorn in her eyes, but she hates herself, but she can't even hate her. She can only watch herself die. She is a brilliant person. Unexpectedly, her mother sent a valley man to kill her. Does she want her to die so much? Well, it's good to die. You can go to see your grandmother. Only your grandmother in the world loves her so much.

A tear slowly flowed from the corners of Lin Yue's eyes, and her eyes became blurred. She only felt that the murderous atmosphere was getting closer and closer to her. Is she going to die?

The scar man looked contemptuously at the dying woman on the ground, gathered spiritual power with five fingers, ready to kill her with one blow to recover her life. Just as his hand was about to approach her, the man on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of blood-red eyes were enchanted, and a word flashed in his mind to describe it.

At the moment he was stunned, the girl on the ground turned over and escaped from his palm.

Zuo Zixin floated in the air and looked at the scarred man, and her eyebrows were full of displeasure. Fortunately, she just came back in time, otherwise her body would have become meat sauce. Now Zuo Zixin is very angry and the consequences are very serious.

"Is that the old witch Ren Fang sent you here?" Zuo Zixin looked down at the scar man and sorted out her clothes with her hands. Her ten fingers were slender and her movements looked very elegant.

"You still have the strength to curse. It seems that the blow just now was light." The scar man's body was full of spiritual power, and his hands flew out. This time she didn't have the good luck before. His eyes were grinned and he looked at all this with a sneer at the corners of his mouth. There is no need for sympathy and the law of the jungle in Yunqi mainland.

"Thank you very much for the blow just now." Zuo Zixin's face was very bad. Although she didn't hit herself just now, the pain made her bear it, which made her very unhappy. Her ten fingers turned into claws, directly attacking the scar man's spiritual cover.

The big pull of the scar man bypassed Zuo Zixin and came back, cutting off the black line converged by Zuo Zixin's fingertips with spiritual power. Is this really the young lady of the Lin family? He doubted that she must not be. Judging from her performance just now, she is no longer a person in the open period. Her body is full of coldness. Is it magic cultivation?

He became cautious, and his eyes also changed when he looked at Zuo Zixin. The body of the eldest lady of the Lin family was occupied by Mo Xiu. No wonder her eyes flashed red just now. Presumably, it was Mo Xiu who used Lin Yue's body to heal his wounds. Just now, he had to appear at the critical moment. He withdrew Daduo and looked straight at Zuo Zixin, which was also a little clear in his heart.

Kill!

The big pull in his hand flew out again, taking the other party's lifeline, and the powerful aura came to his face with evil spirit.

Zuo Zixin's eyes opened in vain, and her blood-red eyes glanced at the flying Dabu. She could sense the route of Dabu and the power it carried around her. Want to kill her? She is a legendary immortal myth. How could she die? Anyway, she has to get some charms or mahogany swords and other things that are specially used to restrain her.

Although Zuo Zixin thinks this thing is ridiculous, she doesn't want to face it. Her body dodged a blow, but the thing chased her like eyes.

Damn thing, Zuo Zixin hid while looking at his empty hands. No weapon is so tragic. A big wheel is chasing you, but you are empty-handed. There is nothing but those spitting hands.

Zuo Zixin has to admit that her form is not as powerful as ghosts.

I just hope that I can kill and control the other party with one blow.

The white robe on Zuo Zixin's body was dyed red from top to bottom in an instant, and the scar man's face became ugly. Before the big pull in his hand returned to his hand, he felt a pull pulling his soul.

"You are not a demon monk..." You are a ghost monk. Before he could say the second half of his sentence, he felt that his soul was almost not his own. Here, there is only one way. He will not fall into the hands of the evil. He gathered all the aura in his body in Dantian, and his whole body began to expand.

"Self-detonation!" Zuo Zixin looked at this scene strangely. As soon as he withdrew his hand, the person in front of him exploded. Fortunately, she wrapped herself with spiritual power without any impact. Facing the flying ash in the sky, she looked very ugly. She was just immersed in her own thinking, but did not find a light flashing away in the flying ash.