Uncle, don't overdo it

"Lin Xiner?"

The messenger of the magic sound clearly saw the person who shot.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiner swung the long whip in her hand and grabbed the magic flute. As long as the magic sound does not sound, the magic sound messenger will have a lot of trouble dealing with a hundred soldiers.

"What a delicate whip!" The envoy of the magic voice had to sigh that the weapon in Lin Xiner's hand was made of high-quality, thousand-year-old vines at a glance.

Made by the whip wind, combined with Lin Xiner's skill, it is full of strength.

The magic sound messenger had to guard against being drawn, and while backing away from the long rattan rope, he waved his jade flute to resist.

"Snapped!"

The whip was like a mighty snake, biting the jade flute.

The hand of the magic voice envoy holding the jade flute trembled.

The two fought for a while, and Leng Yanqiu and Huangfu Yanchong came after them.

Lin Xiner dodged again, let the magic voice messenger out, and leaned against the inner side of the cliff.

Everyone was besieging the magic voice messenger, no one noticed where Lin Xiner was standing, or she was already gone.

The magic sound messenger was forced to the edge of the cliff, but there was no opponent on the edge of the cliff.

This is the cliff that Lin Xiner once jumped over.

The envoy of the magic sound knew it. Is it a coincidence or intentional that he was forced here this time?

But in the face of two masters, Leng Yanqiu and Huangfu Yanchong pressing on, and surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, if he doesn't escape, he will only be trapped in this trap. Although he can withstand it for a while, after a long time, he will I can't afford it either.

It's just a cliff, and relying on his light-shifting phantom, it's easy to slide down without any injuries. This is also his only way out.

The messenger of the magic sound didn't have time to think about it, put away the jade flute, and jumped down the cliff.

In the eyes of all the soldiers, he seemed to disappear suddenly on the edge of the cliff.

Huangfu Yanchong and Leng Yanqiu chased to the edge of the cliff, looking down, the dusk was deep and there was no sign of anyone.

At this time, Xiao Yishan also led people to arrive, and someone reported to him.

"If you jump off the cliff like this, it's fine?" Xiao Yishan walked to the edge of the cliff and asked.

"Xin'er said she would be able to catch him if she said she wanted to catch him." Huangfu Yan Chong said.

"I'll go down and have a look." Leng Yanqiu said, then leaped down the cliff.

But his speed was very slow, bit by bit he clung to the rock wall he could rely on as much as possible, as if he was searching for something.

Huangfu Yanchong squatted down, paying close attention to Leng Yanqiu's movements. He was close to the edge of the cliff and could still see clearly.

However, the further you go, the more you sink into the twilight, and you can't see it.

"General Xiao, order people to search under the cliff, and I will go down first." Huangfu Yan said as he stood up.

Then, leaning on the rock wall, he carefully jumped down the cliff.

Huangfu Yan rushed through the clouds and the hand that was climbing down the rock wall touched a rope and tried to pull it. The rope was quite strong, and one end was embedded in a crack in the rock, so it should be no problem to pull it down.

Huangfu Yanchong didn't know if Leng Yanqiu also went down with this rope, anyway, he used this rope to slide down more easily.

This rope is very long, let go of the end, and then go down with bare hands for a while to reach the bottom of the cliff.

The wind at the bottom of the cliff was icy cold and smelled of blood.

Huangfu Yanchong saw Lin Xiner and Leng Yanqiu standing in the snow, with messy footprints around them.

The magic voice messenger twitched under their feet, and his body was covered with snowflakes, as if he was deeply trapped in a snow pit.

The snow pit was very loose, but it seemed very difficult for the magic voice messenger to climb out and stand up. The jasper-colored flute fell not far from him, but it was out of reach.

Huangfu Yan rushed over to pick up the jade flute and walked up to them.

The waist of the magic sound messenger was seriously injured, and a short knife was still inserted into his body, and the entire blade was embedded in it, leaving only the bare handle.

Huangfu Yanchong recognized that it was the one that Lin Xiner was going to take with her before she left the Holy Palace.

The dark red blood fainted from the Envoy's body and fell into the snow, like red plums in full bloom in winter, but the sky was already dark, making it even more desolate and enchanting when the night came.

"Magic Voice Messenger, how does it feel to waste power?" Lin Xiner asked, with a cold smile on her lips, it seemed that the moment she spoke, the coldness condensed the cold wind and snow at the bottom of the cliff, making people tremble .

On the ground, without the charming charm of the man, he was just a wounded person, a helpless weak person lingering on his last breath.

"You won." The voice of the magic voice messenger was weak.

He had never experienced this kind of pain, but from Lin Xiner's questioning, he knew that she was very familiar with it.It's just that there are too many mysteries about her that he doesn't know. For example, when he was falling, he was suddenly stabbed. He didn't know where the knife came from. The only thing that was certain was that he fell into Lin Xiner's hands today. no!

Wu Mohai, who has always been arrogant and imposing, never expected him to have such a day!

He was defeated by the daughter of one of Binger's most hated people. To Binger, it was like being stabbed by the enemy again. All hurt again.

It was obvious that their plan was perfect, and that they were in charge of everything, but she never expected that Lin Xiner would have such an ability to fight back!

Doubt, unwillingness, worry... All kinds of consciousness mixed in the mind of the magic voice messenger, making him ignore, or ignore the pain.

"You know you've dug a trap but you have to jump. This should be your usual way of dealing with people, right?" Lin Xiner smiled, squatted down, and watched the magic voice messenger closely, "If she finds out, how will I deal with you? Yes, what will happen? I'm curious how deep is the relationship between you two?"

Let such a person keep showing up and rushing to the front, their relationship must not be simple.

This is more like the person standing on the other side watching the show when she and Jing Xuan suffered serious injuries.

Now that she has become a theatergoer, is it for revenge, or to force "her" out and let "her" come to her in person?

"She will definitely make your death worse..." The magic voice messenger's purple lips trembled, he lost his power, and fell down in the snow with serious injuries, which made him feel very cold, very cold...

He knew that although he was not the one Binger loved, she would definitely punish Lin Xiner for herself. At this point, it was no longer as simple as killing someone, the heavier punishment was endless torture.

This is also the injury those people once gave Bing'er.

"You really trust Xia Yubing." Lin Xiner sneered straight up.

Is it just like she used to trust and love Master so much?But is it somewhat different from the feelings they have given to the children raised by "her"?

The envoy of the magic voice was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect Lin Xiner to say the name accurately.

They all thought that no clues about Binger would be left in the capital, and that the hypocritical dog emperor and those who had harmed Binger would not leave anything about Binger. In their eyes, Binger was a Who would have thought that she was still alive in the world of people who had died long ago or even been forgotten?