Sheng Chong and Abandoned Concubine: The Sixth Miss Doctor

Chapter 161 I'm Interested In You
He was still dressed in black, with a ghostly face on his face, and a ray of clear light flashed between his eyes as if absorbed by his deep and dark eyes.

In an instant, he was shrouded in darkness again, or he and the darkness became one.

Xu Lingyue's heart beat faster, and her vigilance against danger made her whole body tense.

She kept thinking that it wasn't him who was peeping, and it didn't matter to anyone else.

She didn't owe anyone else any life-saving grace, and she didn't have any contracts, so it wouldn't be a big deal even if she was heard.

Even if Mrs. Han and Xu Yaoqing knew about her, there was nothing to be afraid of!

Only the man in the black mask is different. He is too mysterious and evil for her to control.

She didn't know how many secrets he knew about her, and what kind of bond he had with her.

He was like a ticking time bomb or a hidden demon, which could explode at any time when she thought she was getting stronger.

She even suspected that the stronger she was, the more beneficial she was to him, and she might be reaped by him in time.

No, she cannot make wedding clothes for others.

She must be strong as soon as possible, the stronger the better.

Zhufeng immediately sensed her nervousness and vigilance, and also saw the man in black for the first time, felt the danger, and immediately reined in the horse to stop.

Xu Lingyue did not stop Zhufeng by accident, but pretended not to see him.

She expected Zhufeng to defeat him.

So when Zhufeng told her to stay on the horse, she nodded, "Don't fight hard, just try the depth."

Although Zhufeng didn't understand why she said that, but knowing that she must have a reason for saying that, he stuffed the rein into her hand and flew towards the man in black.

The bamboo wind blows out the sword in mid-air.

Her sword is light and elegant, but it hides the power of thunder, like a dragon soaring into the sky, walking against the water, rolling towards the man in black with unparalleled strength.

Fighting alone, naturally the sword is more suitable.

Swordsmanship is more varied than swordsmanship, and its power is naturally greater.

The man in black had been standing quietly in the faint morning light. He didn't seem to see Zhufeng's sword, or didn't pay attention to Zhufeng at all, but stared straight at Xu Lingyue not far away.

He looked at her with heavy eyes, as if he was looking at a mysterious object that he couldn't understand. The feeling of being unable to control everything was very bad and made him uneasy.

When Zhufeng pierced through the wind with his sword, his eyes sank, and he said in a low voice: "Ten years of practice will make this sword look good."

His voice is deep and stereotyped, full of magnetism, more gorgeous and mysterious than Xu Lian's deep voice, and born with a domineering aura that makes people involuntarily obey him as soon as they hear it, like a person who has been in a position for a long time. With innate pride.

Xu Lingyue hated this kind of condescending tone.

No matter what a great person he is, she is the biggest among her, and no one can control her.

But this man obviously has the ability to match his domineering and tone.

Zhufeng pierced with his sword, but all kinds of changes were blocked by his two fingers that he gently stretched out.

With a soft "ding", the man in black clamped the tip of Zhufengdu's sword, and Zhufeng felt as if he had pierced into a thousand mountains, his sword could no longer move a centimeter, and he could no longer even control the sword .

Zhufeng made a decisive decision and was about to withdraw his sword and retreat.

With a crisp sound of "Zheng", the man in black exerted force with his fingertips, but the sword snapped in response. At the same time, with a light sweep of the cut-off sword between his fingertips, all Zhufeng's escape routes were blocked.

(End of this chapter)