Doting on the cute concubine: The good-for-nothing miss

Chapter 224
"Level seven? That's your great spiritual master? About two or three months. What's the matter?" Xueqiu was still a little drowsy at first, but when she heard her call him suddenly, she answered casually in confusion, and then suddenly stood up. Get up, "Do you want to make a contract with me?"

Ye Xiaoyue was slightly stunned, then shook her head: "No. Don't worry, I never regarded you as a spirit beast."

Just as Xueqiu wanted to feel relieved, she added another sentence: "I think you are a foodie cook."

"..." Xueqiu roared in his heart, he was no better than a spirit beast!
At first, he planned to ignore her, but his curiosity couldn't bear it any longer, so he whimpered angrily, and then asked, "Then what are you going to do to become a great spiritual master?"

"You know that there is a strange tree called Yinmu in Fengling Continent, right?" Ye Xiaoyue lowered her head and caressed the hand rope, and smiled slightly, "The strange tree will bear fruit after a hundred years. For the purpose of entering the blood, at that time, the two of them will each hold one end, and they can communicate with each other through sound transmission."

Xueqiu let out an "oh", secretly thinking that it was because of that kid again...

Ye Xiaoyue didn't pay attention to the little guy's tone, just thinking secretly, wondering where he was at this time...

At a place where no one person or beast noticed, the long sword on Ye Xiaoyue's waist flickered for a moment, and then immediately fell silent again.

The surroundings gradually became quiet. Ye Xiaoyue leaned against her subordinates and slowly began to rest. The snowball beside her had already shrunk into an authentic fur ball and fell asleep beside Ye Xiaoyue.

In the quiet night, the bonfire made a crackling sound.

Ye Xiaoyue stood up suddenly, sheathed her long sword, and stared coldly at the dark night around her.

"What is it? How could there be such a strong dead air? It smells so disgusting!" Snowball also jumped up, and the hairs all over his body stood on end in disgust.

"Death? What is that?" Ye Xiaoyue frowned even more, and looked around tightly.

Xueqiu swung her tail and was about to speak when Ye Xiaoyue suddenly turned around and thrust out her long sword sharply.

It was a pitch-black figure, his facial features were blurred, and he couldn't tell his face at all, but there was black air all over his body, holding a cold black sword in his hand, and was about to charge towards Ye Xiaoyue.

She snorted coldly, and quickly poured her spiritual power into the Excalibur, and the blade suddenly lit up, and the sharp red light rubbed against Xueqiu's head before stabbing it.

Although it was her first time to use the Excalibur, she felt very handy.Under the divine sword, the already strong spiritual power was magnified by three or four times.

flutter--

The blade of the sword pierced the man's heart accurately, but Ye Xiaoyue gasped.

Under the sword light, the man's face was clearly exposed in front of her. Only then did she realize that it wasn't because the light was dim that the face could not be discerned, but that the man had no face at all!

On the blood-red face, there are only scars running through the entire face, and the position of the eyes can only be distinguished from the front.

While Ye Xiaoyue was watching, the man didn't seem to feel the slightest pain at all. After a moment of pause, he was still about to step on the snowball and rush towards Ye Xiaoyue.

what happened? !
No matter how strong this person is, after being hit by such a sword, the wound on his chest is cold and cold, and he can tell it is a fatal injury at a glance!
Under such circumstances, even if he was alive, it was impossible to stand up!
"Bastard! How dare you sneak up on the young master!" Xueqiu was furious, and immediately jumped up, with the tip of his claws flashing out, drawing a crisp arc in the air, and the person who came came broke in half and fell to the ground.

"Who is it?" Ye Xiaoyue frowned and looked down.

"Probably not a person." Snowball threw a few pieces of dry wood over, the fire was brightly lit, and it stretched out its claws to point to the ground.

(End of this chapter)