shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

The blade of the sword clattered and sang continuously, exuding a light red light, as if responding to the call in her heart.

Gu Jie lightly gripped the hilt of the sword, and the warm touch was conveyed, and the sword trembled in the palm of his hand.

Bai Qingyue slowly closed her eyes, all the past was in front of her eyes.

It was snowing in the middle of winter, and the waterfall was frozen. She and Xingyuejian accompanied the high mountains, from day to night, like a shadow.

It is like her shadow, constantly chasing her footsteps.

100 years have passed, even if she is abandoned by the world, it is still by her side.

Become the sharpest weapon in her hand, and cut off the shackles all over her body.

It has long been integrated into her flesh and blood and has become a part of her body.

In an instant, a dazzling white light burst out, suddenly enveloping Bai Qingyue's whole body.

Xiong Rui's pupils shrank slightly, his whole body couldn't help shaking, and he looked at the scene in front of him with a little excitement.

The light on the sword became more and more dazzling, and there was a faint sign of merging with her.

这 是

——The combination of man and sword.

Only when the tacit understanding between the sword and the master reaches the same height, can there be a realm that is possible.

She actually...

Xiong Rui couldn't help but set off a storm in his heart, and for a moment he even forgot to move.

The strong wind suddenly picked up, and the sky once again raised heavy snow, and the blue hair was flying, dancing in the air.

Those cold and dark eyes opened suddenly, and a cold light suddenly burst out from within.

Ruthless killing intent suddenly rose from the whole body.

The long sword shone extremely brightly in her hand, as if responding to the master's call.

With a jerk, the long sword pierced hard into the snow.

Using this as a fulcrum, Bai Qingyue slowly straightened up bit by bit.

Those cold and dark eyes stared at Xiong Rui's direction without blinking.

Even if he didn't speak, even if he didn't do anything, Xiong Rui would still be startled by her eyes.

It never thought that one day it would be overwhelmed by such a human gaze.

It was a trembling from the soul, convincing.

Xiong Rui exhaled heavily and closed his eyes.

Maybe, it lost.

The moment she stood up, Bai Qingyue felt a steady stream of strength rising from her body.

The mark of the demon god on the forehead flickered, shining brightly, the vines on the arm slowly extended, and a coquettish flower bloomed quietly in an unknown place, condensing bright colors.

Suddenly, the white light enveloping her body soared into the sky, and suddenly turned into a beam of light, piercing straight through the sky.

Endless power surged up like a source, rushing into her spiritual consciousness, spreading over her limbs and bones.

The original pain seemed to be completely shielded, and she gently held the sword in her hand.

There was a sudden burst of strength under his feet, and he rushed straight towards Xiong Rui.

But in an instant, it turned into an afterimage in the white snow.

Xiong Rui didn't expect that she still had the strength to resist, so he couldn't help being startled, and when he realized it, he subconsciously stepped back.

In the next second, her figure disappeared in front of her eyes.

Like a ghost.

When he looked at the vast white world again, he could no longer detect her aura.

Up!

Suddenly, that breath appeared, and Xiong Rui noticed it immediately, raised his head suddenly, and stepped back at the same time.

But not long after, she teleported behind it from above.

Holding the long sword in both hands, he slashed at its back fiercely.

It all happened so fast.

Before Xiong Rui had time to react, a severe pain came from his back.

When he came back to his senses, there was a long bloodstain on its back.

The bright red blood trickled down the river.

Xiong Rui's heart was ringing with alarm, he gritted his teeth, his body's devilish energy soared, a huge mighty wave swept out instantly, the air was filled with waves, and the whole world was shaken.

In this case, everyone will have nothing to hide.

Wei Lang accurately hit Bai Qingyue's direction.

Her abdomen convulsed instantly, the corners of her mouth twitched, and blood immediately slid down the corners of her mouth.

But the sword in her hand never fell off, her eyes were still full of killing intent, and she rushed towards Xiong Rui regardless of herself.

The aftermath is not over, and the more you move forward, the more painful it will be.

The bones seemed to be broken and reassembled inch by inch, and the viscera were constantly shaking, as if they were about to burst at any moment.

But she didn't feel the pain, the sword in her hand didn't move at all, and she moved forward firmly.

Xiong Rui was overwhelmed by her menacing aura, and was stunned for a moment, speechless.

She...she...is she dying?

Especially the pair of eyes looking at it, extremely black and bright, with a strong killing intent.

Paranoid and pathological.

It was shocked in its heart, and when it realized that Bai Qingyue was approaching, it was already too late to escape.

"prick--"

The sharp sword pierced through its shoulder and arm fiercely, and the donated blood splashed out and stained its fur, which was immediately stained red.

Xiong Rui stood stiffly on the spot, eyes full of disbelief.

It would be injured by such a human monk.

Still twice.

She turned her face away.

The graceful jaw line seems to be carefully drawn by God, and the pair of cold and unparalleled eyes are filled with frost, just staring at it like this.

It's like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"I surrender……"

Xiong Rui closed his eyes, smiled wryly, and relaxed his whole body.

The defeat is set.

Even if it can suppress her behind it, it's meaningless.

She is not afraid of death at all.

I don't care how much I hurt myself, how much pain I get.

I am not afraid of people going crazy, but I am afraid that people will go crazy even if they are not afraid of death.

Anyway, it is powerless to parry.

That's all, let her go.

Now Xiong Rui finally knows why the dumb snake said that.

This nun is really not easy to mess with.

Seriously, she is the kind who fights you desperately.

For a moment, it suspected that it had some blood feud with her.

She looked at it as if she wanted to peel it off and tear it apart.

The picture is so beautiful that I dare not think about it again.

Xiong Rui really didn't want to experience it again.

Let others block this damn road.

The killing intent around Bai Qingyue slowly dissipated, and the light on her forehead also gradually went out.

All is well again.

Bai Qingyue looked at the sword still stuck in Xiong Rui's body, stretched out her hand, and pulled it out suddenly.

"Ahhhh!"

Xiong Rui immediately cried out in pain: "Wait."

"You...you don't move, I will do it myself."

For a moment just now, it suspected that Bai Qingyue was plotting revenge.

The sword pierced deeply, almost piercing through its entire body.

It was so fucking painful.

Let Bai Qingyue pull it out again, it is afraid that it will be hurt again.

Bai Qingyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and took a step back so that it could play freely.

As soon as Xiong Rui's paw touched the hilt of the sword, he couldn't help but grinned.

It seems that the pain is unspeakable.

Of course, this is pretend.

The moment Xiong Rui pulled out the sword, Xiong Rui's eyes were as big as copper bells.

Shi Potian was shocked by a shrill cry: "Ah!"