Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 57 Woman, You Are Satisfied (1)
The corners of his lips curled up, and he swung his big hand with inner strength, the bow and arrow flew out like a lightning bolt, the speed was a hundred times faster than that of the previous man with the bow, and the sound of piercing through the sky was whimpering like a dragon's cry !
The pupils of the black-robed man on the opposite mountain suddenly shrank, and the bow and arrow was so fast that he couldn't even dodge, and suddenly nailed his shoulder, piercing through the bone and sinking into it, shooting out a large scarlet blood flower, and leaning back due to the rapid momentum Roll down the hill.

The location of the wound is exactly the same as the location of Leng Xia's injury!

Zhan Beilie's eyes narrowed slowly, the corners of his lips curled up in an arrogant and domineering arc, and he said in a deep voice, "Woman, I leave this king to you!"

As expected, Zhan Beilie didn't let herself down, she fell so badly in the hands of that man, sooner or later she will get it back with her own hands!Leng Xia raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and with a slight smile, she replied, "Thank you!"

The conversation between the two had already decided the fate of the black-robed man on the opposite mountain. The poor man didn't know it, but he was still glad that he had recovered his life. He was in a state of embarrassment, pressing the wound that had penetrated the bone on his shoulder, and staggered. Flee down the mountain.

Leng Xia and Zhan Beilie looked at the man in Tsing Yi beside him at the same time. He had stood motionless since Zhan Beilie made his move. Even the calm expression on his face hadn't changed a single bit. With a clear light, fixed on Leng Xia's body.

The whole body exudes a cold and lonely atmosphere that is incompatible with the surroundings, like a strange pine, cloud and bamboo standing on the cliffs of the mountains, seeing the coldness of the world, containing the loneliness of thousands of years, leaving the world and being independent.

The two looked at each other with a deep meaning that only the other party could understand.

Before he could speak, Xiao Feng, who was crying, saw the medicine box behind the man in Tsing Yi, and said pleasantly: "You are a doctor? Can you save her? Save Leng Xia!"

Talking hastily stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the man's robe, the man in Tsing Yi finally showed a humane expression, his light brows slightly frowned, and immediately moved away, the Tsing Yi flickered and stood a step away from just now again. Moved.

Eyeballs that were as pale as glazed eyes rolled slightly, and the wound on Leng Xia's shoulder, the man in Tsing Yi opened the pineapple wood medicine box behind his back, took out a jade bottle and poured the pills in the palm of his hand, said rigidly: "For now."

Leng Xia had already guessed the identity of the person who came, and took the pill without hesitation and put it in her mouth. Sure enough, after only a few breaths, the numbness spreading from the shoulder to the whole body gradually eased. It must be a medicine that temporarily suppresses the toxicity. .

Zhan Beilie thought for a while, and handed Leng Xia in his arms to Xiao Feng. His dark eyes fell on the direction of the retreat of the group of assassins, and with the momentum of thunder, he performed his light kung fu and chased after him.His cold voice came from afar: "Wind, lightning, thunder, follow me!"

Lightning's round eyes blinked, and he asked doubtfully, "What are you going to do?"

Lei Ming slapped him on the back of the head, and said contemptuously, "Stupid!"

Kuangfeng was gearing up, and said with enthusiasm, "Avenge the idol!"

Deep in the jungle.

Overcast clouds, lightning and thunder.

The forest was thick with mist, filled with unresolved water vapor everywhere, above the dense layers of lingering branches and leaves, muffled thunder billowed and made loud rumbling noises, and the white light drawn by lightning flashed one after another, flickering on and off, creating a gloomy scene.

Countless black shadows shuttled and flashed in the dense forest, acting like ghosts and ghosts, silently.

A gust of wind whizzed by, and the black shadows stopped together...

Standing in front of him was a man holding a sword. He was dressed in an ink-colored brocade robe as dark as night, his expression was frozen with frost, his eagle eyes were full of hostility, and his handsome face carved with knives and axes was full of sinister aura, as if the god of death had come!

He slowly raised the sword in his hand, pointing the sharp point straight ahead, his domineering aura was fully displayed, and his words carried a murderous aura soaring to the sky: "Whoever hurts her will die!"

One husband is in charge, and ten thousand people are not open!

A cold light flashed in the numb eyes of countless assassins. The two sides confronted each other, and the murderous aura almost condensed into substance shrouded the sky, and the tense atmosphere was about to break out.

"Boom!"

With a bang that shook the world, the thick thunderbolt struck down with a ferocious white light!
At this moment, the corners of the man's lips curled up in a contemptuous arc, and the black robe flew up like a fierce night owl rushing into the group of assassins!

At the same time, the trio of violent wind, lightning, thunder and thunder also arrived, instantly joining the fierce battle... oh no, in a one-sided massacre...

Lightning winked at the two of them, which meant: Look at the ruthlessness of the master, one sword at a time, like cutting watermelon.

The two nodded in unison: As long as the opponent is not the little princess, our master will still be the brave God of War!
The three looked up at the figure who "cut the watermelon" among the dense crowd of assassins...

I saw Zhan Beilie among the assassins, with a pair of eagle eyes shooting out a bloodthirsty cold light, holding a majestic epee, stabbing, slashing and killing without mercy, his murderous aura rushed straight into the sky!
The sharp sword edge slashed down, one person's pupils contracted suddenly, blood was scattered all over the sky in an instant, and a human skull rolled down to the ground into a large pool of blood!

The momentum of the sword does not diminish, and it will come out again!
Accompanied by a strong and bloodthirsty murderous aura, one person was cut down by the epee at the waist, his lower body was still standing steadily, his upper body floated into the air like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground with a bang, dust flying and blood splashing everywhere !
The blood spattered on his face, Zhan Beilie didn't even blink his eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together, outlining a chilling arc, fighting fiercely among the assassins, resolutely carrying out the oath he uttered just now , whoever hurts her will die!
As the sword qi whizzed, one assassin after another rushed up, then fell down again, like a tornado-like storm raging and sweeping, destroying the dead, and going forward indomitably!

The mountain wind is howling, and the bloody wind is everywhere!
Gradually, the disgusting smell of blood wafted everywhere in the dense forest, and large pools of blood meandered and flowed on the ground, converging into a scarlet mud...

There were corpses everywhere, and the sky was full of blood.

Zhan Beilie stood calmly in the dense forest full of corpses, dressed in a blood-stained black robe, cold and chilling, with a sinister face almost like Shura!
(End of this chapter)