Raiders of villains, I am always attacked by villains

Chapter 261 Senior Brother Tricks Me Every Day 17
Blood stained the white sleeves, and the young man in white turned pale, but he still didn't take half a step to the side.

When Bai Wanwan saw the blood, her body seemed to be drained of strength, and even the hand holding the sword dropped powerlessly.

The long sword fell to the ground alone and made a soft sound. Bai Wanwan covered her forehead and pushed back a few locks of hair and smiled in a low voice, her smile was hoarse and frightening.

It has nothing to do with any other feelings.

In fact, calm down and think about it rationally, it seems that he cannot be blamed at all.But even knowing that he was being used and deceived, Bai Wanwan still felt angry.

The emotions in her heart were so suppressed that she couldn't breathe. She straightened up and looked at Feng Azhu behind Bai Yu: "To be honest, I look down on you. It's really disgusting to be a human being like you."

Regardless of Feng Azhu's expression after speaking, Bai Wanwan just took out the broken hair band from her arms and threw it on Bai Yu's body. She mocked, "I'll give you back your things .”

When she picked up the saber from the ground, she caught a glimpse of the jade pendant still hanging from his waist, and was about to speak, but a thousand words were choked in her throat. When she stood up and raised her eyes, her eyes were already clear.

"Excuse me, farewell."

Today's timing is already uncomfortable, and it's meaningless to stay any longer, it's just asking for nausea.

And the young man in white was holding the hair tie that was broken in two, his clear and narrow eyes seemed to contain a layer of mist, which could not be blown away or melted away.

"you…"

Just as he was about to call Bai Wanwan to stop, Feng Azhu, who was behind him, put his arms around his waist: "Ayu, I'm so scared."

Her voice was a little flustered and weeping, which should have made people feel pity, but at this moment, Bai Yu felt uncomfortable in his heart. He looked at Bai Wanwan's back, like something with a broken hairband in his hand. .

Forever split in two.

"Lian Lian, we have been friends for a hundred years.

Who died at the age of 97, and waited for three years on the Naihe Bridge..."

Bai Wanwan sang away, but now the words that used to be full of warmth were chanted in her throat as if she had a knife in her mouth, piercing one's throat sorely.

The long and intermittent singing disappeared into the air, and the little girl in red went away with her sword in her arm, without even looking back.

She walked out of the valley in a daze and didn't think for long, then bumped into Mu Xiaoyao who was almost dazed because she couldn't find Feng Azhu.

The first time she saw him, Bai Wanwan subconsciously wanted to run back, but her physical strength couldn't be compared with Mu Xiaoyao, but he grabbed her back by the collar in a few moments.

"Are you still alive?" This was Mu Xiaoyao's question.

Bai Wanwan sneered: "Don't you find it strange that none of the people sent by the leader to Xuanji Villa have returned?"

Mu Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You killed those people?"

"It's just reciprocity. You teach me how many lives you have taken from Xuanji Villa, and you will return them to me in full."

"It's quite eloquent." Mu Xiaoyao snorted angrily, using almost half of his strength to strangle Bai Wanwan's neck.

Although the air was getting thinner, Bai Wanwan's eyes were still clear: "But... you killed me... what's the use?"

These words seemed to hurt Mu Xiaoyao's heart, he let go of the hand that was holding her neck, but he took the sword and nailed it into her shoulder blade, so she couldn't move.

Blood gushed out, and Bai Wanwan coughed, enduring the pain in her throat and shoulders.This not only did not relieve the discomfort in the throat, but even coughed up two mouthfuls of warm blood: "If you kill me, you will never know where Feng Azhu is."

Mu Xiaoyao became more angry, and pressed the sword pierced into her shoulder. When he heard Bai Wanwan groaning in pain, he withdrew his hand in satisfaction: "Are you threatening me?"

Bai Wanwan had a smile on her face, but she was ironic no matter how she looked at it: "Aren't I telling the truth?"

Before Mu Xiaoyao could strike again, Bai Wanwan had already pulled out the sword on her shoulder with the pain, the gushing blood almost soaked that piece of sleeve, she kicked the sword away and walked away. Mu Xiaoyao stopped five or six meters away.

She has no chance of winning a head-on fight with Mu Xiaoyao, and Mu Xiaoyao doesn't seem like the kind of person who can reason.What's more, now that I'm injured, I can't escape very far. No matter how I calculate it, it seems to be a dead end.

But as far as dying here like this, Bai Wanwan would never be reconciled even if she lost her mission.

She frowned, and the sleeve arrow in her sleeve was ready to go. When Mu Xiaoyao just moved, she opened the distance between the two of them, and shot the flying arrow in her sleeve.

The martial arts of the hero, who is set as the leader of the Demon Cult, is naturally many times higher than those of his subordinates. He dodged the sharp arrows nailed into the stone slab just by turning sideways: "I don't know how to live or die."

Bai Wanwan was not discouraged when she missed a single hit, those hidden weapons poured down like a net, like a rain curtain made of iron sheets, enveloping Mu Xiaoyao in it.

I couldn't see his strange posture clearly, and the black-robed man walked up to Bai Wanwan in just a few moments. Although his robe was scratched by the sharp hidden weapon and there were several wounds oozing blood, but these wounds did not affect him. seems to be irrelevant.

Before Bai Wanwan could dodge in time, the long sword pierced her body through her abdomen. The severe pain that made her fingers tremble as the organs were smashed by the sword almost made her unable to support her upright body, so she just half-kneeled like this Panting with one hand propped up.

The air in her throat seemed to be stagnant, and the pain caused by her breathing made her eye sockets wet and she could hardly see what was in front of her eyes. The meandering blood overflowed from her lips, and was choked to the ground while coughing.

The moment Mu Xiaoyao pulled out the sword, her thoughts were in a daze, and she couldn't even concentrate her consciousness. At that moment, Bai Wanwan truly felt the powerlessness and despair brought about by death.

So is the mission failing?Just die like this?Just thinking about it made her feel so depressed that she even coughed violently.

Clenched back molars, clenched fists.Obviously that sword should be fatal, but she didn't die for a long time, and her eyebrows became more and more fierce.

Her whole body was like a girl in red soaked in blood, her knees trembling and she stood up. If she failed like this, she would not be reconciled.

The lingering anger in her heart stuck in her heart like an obsession, and she actually stood up holding the sword like this.

001...I really hate being weak, as if I can't do anything well without him, no matter how hard I try, I will still be stepped on by the protagonist's halo.

001 in the sea of ​​consciousness didn't dare to speak out, judging from her data, Bai Wanwan's body was already at the end of its strength and couldn't last long.

But now, she clasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, straightened up and faced Mu Xiaoyao.

The blood-stained girl's brows and eyes were piercing, her black hair was flying in the wind, and her eyes were so gray and hollow that there was no luster on her blood-stained face.

fail here?no way.

(End of this chapter)