Chapter 781 YY Lenovo
Hong Xian'er didn't know Bai Xiyan's purpose at this time, if she knew, she would be shocked.

She really didn't consider this point.

Unfortunately, by the time she found out, it was too late.

The sword in Bai Xiyan's hand was already drawn towards Hong Xian'er's neck.

sting...

Hong Xian'er's neck was sliced ​​open by Bai Xiyan's sword, but fortunately, Bai Xiyan restrained her strength, otherwise, it wouldn't just be bleeding.

Her head will also be chopped off by Bai Xiyan's sword.

Hong Xian'er seemed to be aware of this problem, and instantly, her face turned pale.

On the neck without a trace of blood, there was a deep wound.

This wound will accompany Hong Xian'er for the rest of her life.

Of course, perhaps, Hong Xian'er didn't even exist in her lifetime.

"You...you...you..." Hong Xian'er couldn't speak anymore, she could only point her finger, looking frightened.

Hong Xian'er was really frightened, she never thought that Bai Xiyan's attack would be so clean.

As soon as they met, she held her sword against her throat, and even if she used a little more force, her head would say goodbye to her neck.

At this moment, her legs were shaking with fright.

So what if she was in the body of a saint, she would still die.

If Bai Xiyan's sword hadn't been removed from her neck, she might have sat down on the ground.

terrible!

This woman Bai Xiyan is too scary!

To be an enemy of her is to seek death.

"What? Do you want to try again? The body of a saint is not without weaknesses!" Compared to others, Bai Xiyan knew more about the weaknesses of the body of a saint.

For example, the most direct way is to touch the neck directly.

When the neck is touched, the limbs are separated. If this is the case, there will be no such thing as the body of a saint.

"No...I don't dare anymore!" Hong Xian'er, who was trembling with fright, dared to yell at Bai Xiyan.

Give her [-] points of courage, she wouldn't dare!
"Are you really a descendant of a saint?" Bai Xiyan didn't believe this, even Hong Xian'er's body of a saint, Bai Xiyan didn't believe it either.

She prefers to believe that all of this is due to the energy stone, and she also does not believe that Hong Xian'er has the body of a saint and is a descendant of a saint.

"I...I...Yes!" Hong Xian'er looked at Bai Xiyan's eyes, full of fear. She was very excited before, but now she curled up, looking terrified.

"How can you be sure?" Bai Xiyan didn't believe that Hong Xian'er was lying, maybe even she herself believed that she was a descendant of a saint.

If she really lied, then her acting skills are too good.

"Our tribe has always been the descendants of saints, but the blood of saints has not been stimulated. My wounds can heal without treatment, which is proof!" Hong Xian'er didn't know where her courage came from. Trembling, but said such a long series of words smoothly.

tribe!

Offspring of saints!

Always!
These few words forced Bai Xiyan to think about other aspects.

For some reason, Bai Xiyan thought of the saint from the tribe who used Gu poison.

Bai Xiyan's sixth sense has always been strong, but this time, when she suddenly remembered, it might not be an accident, but a reminder.

Perhaps, all of this has something to do with the original saint!

It is also a tribe, so Bai Xiyan has to think about the saint, and the mural does not seem to mention the whereabouts of the saint...

(End of this chapter)

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