The Real Daughter Tells Fortunes Live

Chapter 519: Brutal, absolutely brutal,

"Hey, how about we change? I don't like dealing with these ugly things!"

Yan turned his head and saw several ferocious-looking ghost servants behind him, and immediately stepped back in disgust.

"No!" Yun Fusheng refused directly, and then rushed towards the man in the black cloak.

Yan doesn't like this, and she doesn't like it either, okay?

Let her deal with these ugly things, it is better to deal with this shameless guy!

Yun Fusheng's Qingxie Sword slashed out, but was easily blocked by the opponent.

"Very strong? I don't know how many levels higher than the previous ones." Yun Fusheng retreated to a safe position and looked at her.

"Hmph, don't compare those losers to me." Black Cloak looked at Yun Fusheng fiercely and rushed over with bare hands.

His attack was very fierce, but Yun Fusheng's dodge was fast enough. In fact, Yun Fusheng's speed was getting faster and faster.

But she just dodged, but didn't attack.

After Yan finished dealing with the ghost servants, he saw Yun Fusheng walking with others and reluctantly found a place to sit down.

"Is it polite for you to walk around like this?" Yan said leisurely.

"It's rare to meet someone with good strength. Of course I have to sharpen my sword." Yun Fusheng answered more leisurely than Yan.

As if aware of Yun Fusheng's intentions, Black Cloak stopped his attack and secretly cursed Yun Fusheng for being shameless.

She actually asked me to give her moves. Wasn't this because her martial arts had improved, and she was going to be exhausted to death?

"Despicable!" Black Cloak looked at Yun Fusheng with disdain.

"What you said is wrong. I just want to test how fast I can keep up with the attack speed. How can I be despicable?

No matter how despicable I am, can I be as despicable as you? You have hurt so many innocent people, how can you have the nerve to call me despicable? "

Yun Fusheng held the Qingxie Sword and looked at Black Cloak in disbelief. Black Cloak choked and didn't know how to refute.

"Fu Sheng." Gong Si Sheng came running from not far away and looked at Yun Fu Sheng anxiously.

"Your blood was stolen."

Gong Sixheng's words made Yun Fusheng frown: "Try the tiger to leave the mountain?"

One attracted her with resentment and evil spirit, and the other quietly took away her blood.

"It seems that there are people from you around me, right?" Yun Fusheng sighed and looked at the black cloak. The black cloak didn't speak, but was ready to attack.

"Since you don't want to say it, then I don't want to play with you either." The green evil sword in Yun Fusheng's hand turned slightly.

"What's going on?" Gong Sisheng looked at Yun Fusheng in confusion.

"Someone must have known that she was here for a physical check-up, so they made arrangements in advance to collect her blood."

Yan looked at Yun Fusheng who was beaten extremely ferociously and spoke timidly.

This is no longer a fierce attack, but a brutal one. Absolutely brutal, showing no mercy in every move.

"Next time, don't provoke her easily. She is too cruel." Yan said timidly.

Before, he knew that Yun Fusheng was a ferocious fighter, but he didn't expect him to be so ferocious?

So scary!

"I think this is good." Gong Sisheng looked at Yun Fusheng with a smile.

"Ah?" Yan turned around and looked at him in surprise.

Does this person suffer from masochism?

Is this good?

If the two of them quarreled in the future, wouldn't they be willing to be beaten?

"At least this way you won't be bullied in the future, which is good." Gong Sisheng looked at Yan and raised his eyebrows.

Yan stepped back, this guy really has masochistic tendencies!

I can't afford to offend him, I can't afford to offend him at all!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I've come this far and sacrificed so much. I can't just die like this."

Suddenly, the sound of a black cloak came, and both Gong Sisheng and Yan turned their heads to look over.

The black cloak fell to the ground, Yun Fusheng stood beside him, the Qingxie Sword in his hand pointed straight at his neck.