Female Zun's crimson beautiful man

Chapter 50
Yi Shuihan glared at Ling Yiran angrily, and the arrow in his hand flew behind Ling Yiran, another assassin fell down.

When Ling Yiran came back to his senses, he was in extremely complicated mood, both pleasantly surprised and worried. He never thought that Yi Shuihan would come back to save him, but in the current situation, even if Yi Shuihan was strong in martial arts, he was outnumbered.

Yi Shuihan stretched out his hand to take the arrow, but he didn't get it, the quiver behind him was empty, there was no more arrow, hum, the time for the rabbit's death is coming!
"Injured rabbit, I have no arrows, just wait to die."

Wounded rabbit?Ling Yiran's face darkened, and Yi Shuihan never forgot to laugh at him.

Yi Shuihan pulled out the golden fan, opened it and shook it: "However, if you promise me not to use the golden fan again, maybe I can help you."

"Success." 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."

"Believe it or not!" Ling Yiran said angrily.

"Forget it, I trust you once, anyway, with your ability, it is impossible to take the fan back from me." Yi Shuihan said.

Ling Yiran was so angry that he almost vomited blood, that guy Yi Shuihan was too pushy.

Yi Shuihan put away his playfulness, closed his fan, and pressed a mechanism.

Celestial silk came out from the pinholes of the fan bone, pierced through the air extremely quickly, and reflected the icy cold light in the setting sun. The hair-thin needles passed through the assassin's neck, and the assassin fell down without a sound.

Ling Yiran was surprised, his golden fan used to hide hair needles, if he read correctly, the silver thread in the air is silk from the sky?Yi Shuihan not only knew the mechanism of the golden fan, but also transformed the fan with silkworm silk?

The hair needle did not bleed, it retracted extremely quickly, and flew to another assassin, killing the enemy accurately.

The assassin found Yi Shuihan on the tree, and several assassins jumped up the tree to kill Yi Shuihan.

Seeing the assassin leaping from the sky, Yi Shuihan was shocked, how could he jump three or four meters high?Could this be the legendary qinggong?

Yi Shuihan retracted his fan and escaped!
Yi Shuihan fell to the ground, and a large number of assassins came to kill him. If he can't be alone, he should go up against the wind!

The corners of Yi Shuihan's lips were raised, with a cold smile, and the aura of his whole body became strange, as if he was a messenger from hell.

A long sword stabbed towards him, but Yi Shuihan didn't dodge it.

Just when the assassin thought he had killed the man in red, the man in red suddenly disappeared, and the tip of the sword pierced through the air.

gone?Is that man in red a human or a ghost?Startled, the assassin immediately searched for the man in red.

"Are you looking for me?" Yi Shuihan appeared behind the assassin, laughing softly.

Before the words finished, a slender and powerful hand pinched the assassin's neck with five fingers, accompanied by the sound of fracture.

"Greetings to God for me." Yi Shuihan let go of his hand.

The assassin's head drooped, his eyes wide open in terror, and his body fell forward.

Yi Shuihan cut through thorns and thorns all the way, and the places he passed were bloody and bloody.

Yi Shuihan came to Ling Yiran's side, and said in a teasing tone, "Rabbit, you won a lot of prizes, today's prizes are all for you."

"Shut up!" Ling Yiran raised his sword, sealed his throat with one sword, and another assassin fell down.

(End of this chapter)