Concubine is always vicious

Chapter 137

Buck's strength was great, coupled with his strong breath, he made several consecutive chops without gaps, without any pressure at all.

However, every time he slashed, Huo Tianxiao's complexion would change a little. By the time the ninth slash fell, Huo Tianxiao's originally fair face had turned dark purple, which was due to lack of energy and blood. s color.

And because he chose to resist, he didn't take half a step back from the beginning to the end. His legs were buried in the sand from the knee down.

Black blood splattered from the corner of the mouth, which looked shocking.

"Are you crazy?" An Huan shouted, turned around, and rushed towards Buck.

Buck swung his sword upwards, waiting for this moment to see him cut An Huan into two pieces with one stroke.

However, what Buck never imagined in his dreams was that as he lifted his long knife upwards, An Huan's figure was also as light as a butterfly, attached to the body of the knife, and jumped up high.

The weight of her body, at this moment, was all attached to the long knife in Buck's hand.

The long knife was already extremely heavy, and the addition of An Huan's weight made it even more difficult for Buck. He blushed and tried to throw An Huan away.

But still the same sentence, compared with An Huan, his movements are too slow.

An Huan, like a butterfly, slid quietly along the blade and landed in front of him. The dagger in his hand drew a cold light and wiped towards his neck.

Buck discarded the knife and retreated, but he was still a step slow. An Huan, who had slipped to the handle, seemed to have lost all strength, but with a backhand, she grabbed the long knife that Buck had thrown away, and without a gap, she slashed at Buck's. neck.

Cut in two.

With a "bang", the round head fell to the ground, spilling blood all over the ground.

When Buck was about to die, he couldn't believe that he would be killed so easily, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't die with peace.

And the third son Zongge and the fourth son Pasa obviously couldn't believe it was true.

This woman had actually killed their two brothers.

The two looked at each other involuntarily, and the violent killing intent in their eyes was clear at a glance.

Today, it is bound to be an endless scene.

Either, the two of them were also killed by An Huan, and went to the road to the underworld with the eldest and second child; Not lonely anymore.

In the eyes of the two people, there was a strong killing intent, and the undisguised killing intent gave people a feeling of trembling.

But An Huan has always been a person who is strong when she encounters the strong. Although her force value has not yet reached its peak state, when it comes to killing skills, there is no one in the world who can match her.

In her eyes, the so-called killing is as simple as mowing grass.

She will never feel the slightest sense of guilt because of this, because, at the beginning of this era, when she came into contact with Wu Ye, the foreign affairs director of the Dayi Temple, and was then taken to the Dayi Temple to receive the brutal killing training, She knew that this was a society where the weak preyed on the strong.

To survive, you must learn to be ruthless.

If you don't want to die, then you must first kill those who can endanger your life.

Right now, this is not the case.

She was standing in front of Huo Tianxiao at this time, holding a long knife in her hand, and her body was covered with blood, like a Shura God who came out of hell.

This feeling, Huo Tianxiao is both familiar and unfamiliar, at the same time, it is extremely shocking.

He thought to himself that he could probably understand the inner world of a person in such a living environment. This world was originally an extremely crazy world.

But why, do you feel that An Huan is slowly walking out of his world, the boundary between the two is becoming clearer, and the relationship is becoming more and more alienated?
This kind of her is the real her, right?

With a dark sigh, an inexplicable emotion gradually spread in the bottom of my heart, spreading at an unstoppable speed.

And An Huan, following Zongge and Pasa's moves, also made moves.

Originally, when she was using a dagger, she was light and flexible. Zongge and Pasa never expected that such a delicate woman like her could actually use a long knife that weighed several tens of catties. with ease.

The long knife is as flexible as a dagger in her hand, but it also has a kind of domineering that belongs to the long knife.

The two extremes, positive and negative, are grasped so finely that it is hard to imagine.

Zongge and Pasa tried their best to take the initiative in this confrontation, but the ruthlessness of An Huan made them both so powerless and desperate.

It should have been known long ago that this woman who reshaped the legend of the Great Eunuch Temple is not so easy to mess with. She was able to almost destroy half of the Great Eunuch Temple when she defected from the Great Eunuch Temple, and at the same time successfully escaped from the pursuit of so many people , itself, how could there be no means.

Or, they were too confident, or they were lucky, thinking that after she was poisoned by ignorance, her skills had been greatly reduced.

In fact, they also knew that An Huan's attack tonight was a little inferior to the rumors, but this only meant that her martial arts had not fully recovered.

However, the killing skills that grew in her bones had already fully recovered, and it just so happened that the four of them became her test specimens and whetstones in the recovery process.

With a "chi", the long knife turned from cutting to stabbing, and pierced Zongge's chest. At the same time, An Huan's figure flew up, his palm turned into a hand knife, and slashed on Pasa's neck.

The two fierce gangsters fell to the ground with a slam, and there was no more sound, and the legendary career came to an end.

An Huan was exhausted and half-kneeled on the sand, while Huo Tianxiao was stunned, unbelievable!
It's over, it's all over.

Ended in a way that was beyond imagination, but within the bounds of imagination.

The wind blew past, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air. Huo Tianxiao's nose moved slightly, and he took a deep breath.

It was an extremely unpleasant smell, but it was only after this smell penetrated into his lungs that he could be sure that he was not delusional, nor was he dreaming, and everything that happened in front of him was real.

Huo Tianxiao is an extremely cold and firm person, and also an extremely confident person. He has never doubted himself, but this time, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

However, when he was sure again that everything in front of him was real, when he clearly saw four corpses lying on the yellow sand ground by the moonlight, and the corpses were blood-stained on the yellow sand, he knew that something Quietly, a change occurred.

An Huan was panting heavily, as if the intense conflict made her a little uncomfortable, she raised her head, and when she saw Huo Tianxiao's eyes were a little dull, she was slightly taken aback.

"What's the matter with you?" she asked.

Huo Tianxiao came back to his senses and gave a wry smile, "It's nothing."

"Really?" An Huan didn't believe it.

For Huo Tianxiao, who has always been indifferent to emotions, the expression on his face at this moment is really too rich, and he betrayed his heart easily.

But what An Huan couldn't understand was why Huo Tianxiao denied it?

And what is it that he wants to deny?
"Of course." His expression finally returned to normal, and Huo Tianxiao smiled faintly.

He took two steps forward, took out a handkerchief and handed it to An Huan, "Wipe your face."

It was a gesture of concern, but the words that came out were not gentle enough. An Huan felt awkward for a while, but still took the handkerchief and carefully wiped off the blood on her face.

Because there is not enough stored water, at this time, I dare not wash my face with water anymore.

Because no one expected that the appearance of the Dandong Four Horses would be just the beginning, and whether they would face more dangers in the future.

Moreover, the delay in the appearance of the four evil spirits of Asura made people's hearts hang in midair.

Shura Sisha, to put it bluntly, is a hellish Shura-like existence. Once the four of them meet Dandong Sijun, Dandong Sijun will be nothing more than cannon fodder.

But the four people with such powerful strength have not appeared for so long. Although they don't know whether they are alive or dead, it is inevitable that they encountered some changes on the way.

An Huan wiped her face clean, stretched out her hand, and was about to return the handkerchief to Huo Tianxiao, but the moment she stretched out her hand, her heart moved, she retracted, and put the handkerchief into her arms without a trace.

Huo Tianxiao didn't seem to notice this subtle move, and gave her a water bag.

An Huan said thank you this time, took a couple of sips from the water bag.

During the fierce fighting, the physical strength was greatly lost, and the water in the body was also lost. It was time to replenish, but I still didn't dare to drink too much.

She handed the water bag to Huo Tianxiao, and after Huo Tianxiao tightened the plug, the surrounding area became quiet again.

It was windy at night, and the wind was not small. It was almost late at night.

I didn't feel cold when I was fighting just now, but when I calmed down now, I felt the cold wind whizzing into my body, constantly taking away the body temperature.

After being quiet for a while, Huo Tianxiao said, "Sit down and rest."

This place is surrounded by bare sand and there is not even a single grass. It is simply a luxury to pick up some wood to light a fire.

An Huan knew the meaning of Huo Tianxiao's words, so she sat down on the spot, exercised her internal energy, and meditated.

And Huo Tianxiao also sat down afterwards, he was seriously injured in the fight with Juventus just now, new injuries and old diseases broke out at the same time, it was extremely uncomfortable, and it was time to heal his injuries.

The two of them, on this cold night, did not snuggle up to each other, but kept themselves warm in their own way.

The wind was blowing all the time, and the temperature was getting lower bit by bit. However, An Huan and Huo Tianxiao had their eyes tightly closed and entered a state of trance, as if everything around them was falling apart. It has nothing to do with them.

……

The sun came early the next day.

It is still thick fog, overwhelming fog, which seems to put a hazy veil on the entire Kedan desert, making the Kedan desert look so mysterious.

The naked eye cannot see clearly beyond 20 meters.However, when they opened their eyes and breathed in the fresh morning air, they confirmed each other's existence at the first glance, but it still warmed the hearts of An Huan and Huo Tianxiao.

"Are you okay?" A word came out of two people's mouths in unison.

After finishing speaking, they looked at each other with a wry smile.

Get up slowly, move your limbs, refreshed.

The desert in the morning is wearing a cool wind, but it is not as cold as in the middle of the night, but it has an indescribably cool breath.

"The weather is good today." Huo Tianxiao said dryly.

I really don't know what to say, but if I'm relatively silent, it's not the best state of getting along, so I still force myself to speak.

An Huan smiled faintly, "There's such a thick fog that it's hard to tell the direction, so there's no such thing as good weather."

Huo Tianxiao frowned, sure enough, this person can't speak for no reason, otherwise he would be wrong.

However, An Huan seemed to be in a better mood.

At least, this proud man is trying to consider her feelings, isn't he?

(End of this chapter)