Evil in the world: Mad girl is too charming

Yi Shuihan rode Sa Luzi leisurely away, she just used hypnotism.
The man in black who looks like the leader made a gesture. The man in black held a long sword in his hand and rushed towards Ling Yiran in the middle like a ghost.

There are about fifty men in black, and all of them are cold-blooded and ruthless dead soldiers. It seems that death is the purpose of their existence.

On the other hand, there were only ten people on Ling Yiran's side, and the number was already significantly different. Moreover, those guards were all soldiers, and their fighting style was obviously different from that of dead soldiers.

The leading guard shouted: "Protect your son!"

All of a sudden, swords, swords and shadows, flying sand and rocks, turbulent winds and clouds, are full of dangers.

Blades meet, life and death fight, the man in black is fast with his sword, and his moves go straight to the vital point.

But the guards were not vegetarians either. They stood up, held their weapons tightly, and fought with all their strength, with the courage of soldiers to put their lives at risk.

Don't look at Ling Yiran's appearance as a noble son, he is like a hell Shura when he kills people. He raises a knife and falls, and kills with a single sword, without muddle along. The cold light reflected from a pair of icy eyes makes people shudder.

After a while of bloody storm, the forest was full of people turned on their backs, blood and flesh flying everywhere, several black-clothed men had already fallen to the ground, but the number of black-clothed men was still far ahead, and it seemed that no matter how much they could be killed, they would not be able to kill them all.

There was always a huge disparity in strength, outnumbered, and after a lot of fighting, the guards were exhausted and barely able to withstand the attack of the men in black. Several guards fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Ling Yiran was also obviously a little powerless, with many scratches on his body.

At this moment, something seemed to penetrate the air and pass through the throat of the man in black. The man in black groaned and fell down. There was an arrow on the man in black's neck.

In an instant, one after another arrows flew down from the tree like meteors at high speed, directly hitting the vital points of the man in black, without any misses.

Ling Yiran looked up, and saw a man in red standing on a tree watching a good show, and that man was obviously Yi Shuihan.

Yi Shuihan glared at Ling Yiran angrily, the arrow in his hand flew towards Ling Yiran's back, and another man in black fell down.

Ling Yiran came to his senses, it was so dangerous.

Yi Shuihan stretched out his hand to take the arrow, right? No more arrows, hmph, it's time for the rabbit to die!

"Injured rabbit, my young master, I have no arrows, so you just wait to die."

Wounded rabbit?Hearing this, Ling Yiran almost staggered and fell, he glared at Yi Shuihan's gloating look, that guy never forgot to laugh at him.

Yi Shuihan opened the fan with a swish, shook it, and said with a smile, "But if you promise me not to play the golden fan again, maybe I can help you."

"Okay." Ling Yiran agreed straight away. The moment he saw Yi Shuihan just now, he never thought about getting his fan back. Yi Shuihan was worthy of his fan.

Suspicion flashed in Yi Shuihan's eyes, did he agree so easily? "I don't believe it, why don't you swear a poisonous oath."

Ling Yiran was so angry that he almost vomited blood, that guy was too aggressive! "Believe it or not!" [

Yi Shuihan looked like a good person, and said: "Forget it, forget it, I will trust you once, anyway, with your ability, it is impossible to take back the fan from this young master."

Ling Yiran spat out a mouthful of blood, he didn't know if he was beaten by the man in black or by Yi Shui.

Yi Shuihan put away his banter, and said wildly: "Ling Yiran, I'll let you see my master's 'Seizing Soul'."