After the exile, the Goddess of War became a group favorite

Chapter 102
His pupils shrank, and he quickly put his feet back and arched his body back. With a slap, a slender white palm brushed against his forehead,

Xue Yun was overjoyed and escaped!
"Ok?"

But the other party gave a light snort, turned his wrist, and then printed it directly towards his chest.At the same time, several strands of black hair slowly fell in front of Xue Yun, causing him to widen his eyes and stare at that palm!

Intuition told him that if he was touched, he would die! ! !

However, no matter how fast he was, that palm would arrive as promised, as if he had opened his eyes.

One foot, half a foot, five inches...

As his pupils changed, the palm leaped closer, and finally, it was printed on his chest, forming a slender white silhouette on the iris, and the feeling of pain gradually spread from his chest.

"puff--"

Blood and water mixed with the scraps of the internal organs spewed out of the mouth together, his wide eyes were full of disbelief, the eyes turned black, and his thoughts gradually disappeared into nothingness.

"Xue Yun!!!"

The woman yelled in heartache, watching the man fall but not daring to move.

And in front of Xue Yun's corpse, a small figure gradually appeared, from presence to absence, from blur to clarity, and finally fully presented the figure of a person.

The woman's pupils shrank like needles, this person is actually a little doll! ! !

"younger sister?!!!"

"Little Master!!!!"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then his heart was filled with surprise, regardless of the pain on his body, he said happily: "You are here!"

Seeing them limping over, with ragged clothes, covered in blood, hair like a chicken coop, and looking as embarrassed as someone about to be executed, she couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Look at you bears."

He stretched out his hand to pass the burden on his body, "I can't see it, put it on quickly, there is medicine in it, apply the wound."

"Oh, good." The Lu family brothers laughed, and Lu Li took the lead to take the burden and lead them to a carriage to change their clothes and apply medicine.

Even the two brothers and sisters followed with smiles, only Bian Wei and Bian Wenrong stood in place, staring blankly at Xue Yun's body on the ground.

Gudong~
Bian Wei's Adam's apple twitched, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a low voice: "Ninth Uncle, this Miss Lu..." After a pause, he thought about his words for a long time, and then slowly said: "My lord, she is amazing."

Bian Wenrong didn't speak, just looked at Xue Yun's body and fell into deep thought.

Internal power?

no, no...

It was a strange power that was very different from internal power, and he had never seen it on this continent before.

If it is said that the strange power he has encountered is the totem power of the barbarians. It is said that it is a magical power that has been passed down from ancient times.

This kind of power can only be possessed and used by barbarians. Even if other people combine with barbarians, the children born will not have this kind of power.

This kind of power makes every country fearful, but fortunately, with this kind of power, the barbarians have always maintained their ancient habits.

They may have their own language, but they can't speak, which leads to nothing that can subdue or drive them, and their family has never had the ambition to compete for world hegemony, so every king is relieved because of this.

But the young master they worshiped was different. Her power seemed somewhat similar to that of a barbarian at first glance, but it was completely different when she felt it carefully. .

He frowned, very strange, what kind of power is that?
After handing over the burden to his brothers, Lu Anran turned to look at the woman in black.

When she met her gaze, the woman froze all over, her neck tightened, her breathing became unbearable, as if someone had strangled her neck, she stepped back unconsciously.

"Who sent you here?" Lu Anran asked.

The woman pursed her lips: "I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Oh?" Lu Anran slowly raised her hand, and an iron token appeared in her hand, the corner of her mouth raised, and she smiled coquettishly.

The woman's complexion suddenly changed, and she heard the girl opposite say: "This is Zhen Nanjun's exclusive token, tsk tsk tsk, is it Chu Yiheng's subordinate?"

Listening to what she seemed to be talking to herself, the woman's sudden change of expression gradually became calmer. At this time, saying anything is a flaw, it is better not to say anything or do nothing.

Lu Anran didn't expect her answer either, but continued: "I thought he gave up, but I didn't expect him to keep a hand here.

However, he was just a little stupid and underestimated me and my Lu family. After that, he turned to look at her: "What do you think?" "

The woman's eyelids sank slightly, "No comment."

"You are stubborn." Lu Anran smiled, and she lightly tossed the token away, "Tell me how you want to die."

As soon as these words came out, the woman's face finally changed again, a little nervous and a little scared, "If you want to kill, you can do whatever you want, why bother to humiliate me like this!"

Lu Anran nodded, "That's right." His eyes turned cold in vain, and with a movement of his wrist, the token shot out instantly.

In the darkness, a flash of light was seen, and with a puff, it pierced into the neck of the woman in black, and instantly, blood gushed like a fountain.

At this moment, her consciousness has not yet dissipated, and she looked down at her neck, but she could only see the black token, and the words on it were stained red by the spurted blood.

He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, there was the sound of blood gurgling, and then, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Lu Anran grasped it with five fingers, the token shot back and landed in her hand, shook it, and then put it into her own space.

Then he looked at the dumbfounded Bian Wenrong, and asked, "Uncle Bian, is there something wrong with the grain?"

"No problem." Bian Wenrong put away his shocked eyes and thoughts, and said, "It's just that there are too many, which slow down our progress.

However, our news should have spread to the tribe. Presumably the patriarch is already on his way to respond, so don't worry about it. "

Lu Anran nodded: "That's good. I just came to see how the situation is. Presumably after this battle, my brother and the others have grown a lot, so they can feel more at ease in the future journey.

Now that you are all right, I am relieved.Let's go here, you all be careful, I'll go back first, the family can't take it lightly. "

Lu Wenrong hurriedly cupped his hands: "Young master, let's go, don't worry too much."

"En." Lu Anran responded lightly, and turned to look at the carriage not far away. Occasionally, he could hear his brothers crying in pain, presumably they were rubbing medicine.

She didn't even look at it, she tiptoed the ground, took advantage of the ground, and instantly flew into the sky, and strode away.

"Huh~" As soon as the person left, Bian Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief. He pinched his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Uncle Nine, the young master is so imposing, I dare not speak."

(End of this chapter)