Rebirth of the Spoiled Little Princess

Chapter 237 A Man Like a Cat
Wei Yunxue frowned slightly, glanced at the crowd that had no intention of retreating, and said in a low voice: "The other party has a large number of people, and there are many skilled and brave people. I'm afraid the ghost guards won't be able to stop them for long, senior brothers. Take the book and evacuate first, I will take the rear."

"No." Yin Yang Boy refused straight away, "Xiao Jiu..."

Wei Yunxue, however, did not give them a chance to speak. He pushed them behind him, drew out the dagger, and jumped forward on tiptoe.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the banner that read "Exterminate demons, defend the Tao, and support the martial arts world" raised high in the air. Wei Yunxue snorted sarcastically, bit the dagger in her mouth, and took the crescent bow from her sleeve. Come.

He took up the bow and pulled the string, and pointed the tip of the arrow directly at the flag hanging in the air, fluttering in the wind. Wei Yunxue narrowed his eyes slightly, the string loosened and the arrow came out, and the pennant fell with a sound.

"Witch! Who are you?" A bearded man noticed the bow that had not been withdrawn in her hand, and shouted angrily: "You don't distinguish between right and wrong! Helping evil!"

Wei Yunxue didn't even bother to raise her eyelids. After so many years, the words these people said were still nothing new. She had heard these words since she was a child, and her ears were ready to grow.

A long black-feathered arrow flew out of nowhere and suddenly came through the air, carrying an irresistible aura of violence and nailed straight into the middle of the bearded eyebrows. The beard didn't even hum, and stood straight. He fell headlong.

Wei Yunxue was startled and looked in the direction of the arrow.

He was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. He was a little thin and very handsome, but there was an obvious coldness in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, especially in his narrow phoenix eyes, which were full of people. The fierceness and killing intent that I dare not look directly into.

Wei Yunxue was stunned. That young man was... Yun Nian?
She has been to the Ghost Gate several times in the past few years, but in her impression, Yun Nian was always well-behaved. Every time she came, he would always follow her quietly, bending over. With a pair of beautiful eyes and a gentle voice, she calls her "sister", and even if Xue Ling makes trouble for him, he won't get angry.

In this short moment of confusion, another sharp arrow struck through the air. When Wei Yunxue came to her senses, the long white feather arrow had almost inevitably hit her eyebrows. Before she could raise her sword, When she came to block her, a thin figure had already taken her into his arms and narrowly avoided her.

"Sister!" Yun Nian put her down and looked at her nervously, "You're not hurt, are you?"

"Your hand..." Wei Yunxue's eyes fell on his arm, and her deep pupils shrank suddenly.

Because Yun Nian stood in front of her, she was not injured at all, but the long white-feathered arrow rubbed against Yun Nian's arm, leaving a long scar, and blood gushed out from the wound. Almost immediately it dyed his plain white coat red.

Yun Nian glanced at it casually, as if she didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, sister, don't worry."

Wei Yunxue pursed her lips, and regardless of his objection, she pulled a piece of cloth from her sleeve and bandaged his wound forcefully.

"Sister, you shouldn't have come." Yun Nian paused and whispered disapprovingly.

"If I don't come, how can I rest assured?" Wei Yunxue sighed. She wanted to rub his head like she did when she was a child, but when she raised her hand, she suddenly realized that he had grown so tall that he couldn't reach him. Wei Yunxue patted his shoulder instead of his head.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was a full head taller than her. In the past, Yun Nian would always bend down to cooperate with her when she rubbed his hair. This was the first time she realized that the general The child who called her sister with a serious face has really grown up.

Yun Nian lowered her eyes and didn't speak any more, but stood side by side with the sword and the title of guard, one on the left and one on the right to protect her.

The ghost guards guarded the Yin Yang boy and the two and wanted to retreat down the mountain, but Wei Yunxue obviously underestimated the appeal of the "Soul Capturing and Ghost Control Technique" to these martial arts people. Everyone became enthusiastic as if they were poisoned by a herb. He forced himself towards Yin Yang Boy.

"Jingle - jingle -"

Wei Yunxue was about to take the title of Wei, and Yun Nian and the two passed by, when a strange sound of jade bells came from far and near like a reminder, rushing from all directions.

Strips of soft and flamboyant red silk were thrown from high places and firmly fixed on the surrounding tree trunks. There were 16 people carrying gorgeous steps walking up on the red silk, which exuded a fragrant fragrance. The gorgeous steps and the fluttering red gauze and purple curtains above perfectly concealed the figure of the person sitting inside.

Everyone who was fighting was stunned. Wei Yunxue did not miss the sudden change in the faces of these martial arts people, and naturally did not miss the flash of joy in the eyes of the disciples of the ghost sect.

Who is this?Wei Yunxue calmly squinted her eyes and looked over.

A gust of night wind blew from the underworld, lifting up the layers of gauze curtains on the steps, allowing Wei Yunxue to take a closer look at the people inside.

It was an elegant and beautiful cat-like man. He was tall and slightly slender. He was wearing a gorgeous peony red robe embroidered with gold silk. His black hair that snaked to his waist was tied casually with a red ribbon. back.

His right hand rested lazily on the armrest of Bu Chu, and he tilted his head slightly. The few long hairs scattered on his forehead perfectly covered his face.

Wei Yunxue was thinking about the impression of this person in her mind. Yun Nian suddenly came closer to her, stared at the person and whispered to him: "Sister, she is from Xiaoyao Palace."

Xiaoyao Palace?Wei Yunxue knew that Guimen and Xiaoyao Palace had always been on good terms. She had often visited Xiaoyao Palace when she was a child, but she remembered that she had never seen this man before.

Seeing her suspicious look, Yun Nian explained in a low voice: "The person who came here should be Young Master Zheye from Xiaoyao Palace."

Hearing what Yun Nian said, Wei Yunxue remembered that she had heard Granny Lan say earlier that Mr. Zhe Ye was the most favored disciple of the old palace master. Unfortunately, he had a very surly temperament and did not like to be restrained, so She rarely stays in Xiaoyao Palace and spends most of her time wandering around Kyushu. It's not surprising that she hasn't seen him before.

A hand with slender joints that looked like a finely crafted jade suddenly stretched out from the layers of red curtains. It even gracefully opened the purple gauze curtain that was covering it, and Zheye slowly walked out of the door.

After seeing the man's face clearly, there was a gasp of cold air all around.

It was a face that was so beautiful that it was almost unreal. Although the skin color was slightly pale, the facial features were indescribably delicate. There was even a crushed demonic aura between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, especially his pair of eyes that almost made People can't take their eyes off their eyes, and at a glance, they feel that they are charming and compelling.

[My Aye...finally appears (ω)]

[I plan to write a new article about this male silver (￣￣)]

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