This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 375 Confrontation, make it dry!
Opening his eyes, looking at Yehuo's face, Huangfuxian's eyes were full of surprise.

"You're fine, great!"

Yehuo's nose was sour, and her wings shook violently behind her. She quickly dodged to avoid the rushing Wenxue, and returned to the ground, handing the weak Huangfuxian into the hands of the tutor of the painting and calligraphy department.

Looking around, she glanced at Xuan Yu, Linghu Jingtian, Mo Fei who were unconscious on the ground, Xuan Ye who was supported by Jiu'er, Qin Yi, Ding Ren, and the injured mentor and disciples. Her eyes became more and more intense. deep.

Without thinking too much, she could roughly guess what happened.

At this moment, Xuan Ye still managed to maintain a sliver of clarity.

Staring at the wild fire, he raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to his back.

"knife!……"

Flicking over, Ye Huo's eyes flicked to his back.

She recognized the giant blade Lie Yan wrapped in cloth behind him at a glance, without saying anything, she reached out and tore off the cloth belt around his waist, and grabbed Lie Yan in her hand.

Seeing her holding Lie Yan, Xuan Ye reluctantly pulled the corner of his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he had no strength left.

As soon as his body sank, he directly fainted in Jiu'er's arms.

Gripping the handle of Lie Yan's knife tightly, Yehuo raised his face to look at Wenxue who swooped down, shook his wings violently, and flew up.

"Little fire, come on!"

Jiu'er raised his face and shouted at her back.

Without looking back, without turning around, she rushed towards Wenxue without hesitation. Yehuo knew that this time, she must win!

The giant knife is blazing, and the flames are jumping.

Rakshasa, the evil knife, flickered with blood.

Finally, the swooping Wenxue and the rising Wildfire meet together.

One large and one small, two knives of very different sizes hit one place without reservation.

Two knives, one for yang and pure, one for yin and evil.

Two people, one became violent and violent, and the other was deeply distressed.

It was an unforgettable war.

Many years later, when the people present mentioned that war to their descendants, they almost unanimously used one word—to make the dead die.

Following the two people in mid-air, you come and go to fight.

It seemed that the sky had also turned red.

Fiery red, blood-red blood, mixed together, made everyone's eyes red.

(End of this chapter)