enchanting world gl

Chapter 40

Seeing the crimson long sword that appeared in Zhen Yao's right hand in vain, Han Bing's figure could not help but pause slightly.

It's just this pause, a purple dress has already swept over Zhen Yao, picked her up and jumped a foot away.

Han Bing stood there, looking at the sword in Zhen Yao's hand indifferently: "You Ge...she gave it to you?"

The tone was still flat, without any emotion.

Zhen Yao held the sword and wiped the cold sweat off her brow, but looked at him with some surprise: "You also recognize it?"

Just now, in a hurry, she called out the sword that the fox gave her. She didn't expect to be able to resist his attack. She just thought that it would be nice if she didn't see the fox before she died, but she was surprised. Saved my life.

However, this snowman actually called out the name of the sword, so it must have something to do with the fox, right?

Moreover, the woman in purple said that he was from the Snow Fox clan just now, and she remembered that the fox also said that he was from the Snow Fox clan, plus he looked a bit like a fox. The woman called the fox 'His Royal Highness', could it be...they are siblings?

Ahhh!Why are they another pair of siblings who have turned against each other! !

Han Bing didn't answer her question, his expression was still so indifferent, but his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"It turns out that Xiao Yaoyao has such a good sword to defend herself." The woman in purple put her arms around Zhen Yao with a smile and blinked.

She seems to be born with a love for laughing, even in such a life-and-death situation, she still smiles so easily.

Zhen Yao laughed dryly, a little embarrassed.

Even if you have a good sword and don't know how to use it, you can't beat that snowman!

"Since I used 'You Ge', then I can only use 'Love Silk'." After a while, Han Bing finally opened his mouth slowly, and gradually a silver long sword appeared in his hand.

That pale silver brilliance is as cold as snow.

However, it is called Qingsi...

What an evocative name.

It's a pity that it seems a bit out of place with such a seemingly emotionless snowman.

Huh hello? !Now is not the time to study the opponent's sword, is it? !

Zhen Yao reacted suddenly, and a silver light in front of her pierced towards her.

Sword to sword!

I scratch!Does she still want to thank the other party for giving her equal treatment?

Her feet were a little soft, her hands were also a little soft, apart from tightly holding "You Ge", Zhen Yao really didn't know how to deal with it.

It was a waste of the fox's good intentions.

Suddenly, a white hand grasped her hand holding the sword, and gently waved the sword with her hand.

"Xiao Yaoyao, this is how you use the sword." The voice of the chuckle came from the woman in purple.

Driven by her, Zhen Yao's body and hands deftly dodge and block, her posture is still graceful as if she is dancing a waltz.

Zhen Yao felt that she had become a puppet.

And the purple-clothed woman behind her is really a very good manipulator, and every time the sword stabs her chest, she can avoid it without any risk.

Master!Really a master!

It's just that she would be more grateful if she could not be treated as a puppet!

Another sharp sword light pierced towards Zhen Yao's chest with a piercing chill.

Although she hasn't been injured in the slightest yet, seeing the approaching sword, Zhen Yao's heart is still in her throat, almost jumping out.

Not fun, not fun!

This is completely testing her psychological endurance!

She had no doubt that if this continued, would she really have a nervous breakdown? !

The purple-clothed woman still smiled and led her to turn around slightly, but unexpectedly, when the sword stabbed by the cold ice was approaching Zhen Yao's chest, it suddenly turned sharply and stabbed at the purple-clothed woman instead.

As if predicting the action of the purple-clothed woman, the timing and direction of this sword were very accurate, making it almost impossible for the purple-clothed woman to avoid it, unless she let go of Zhen Yao immediately!

But if Zhen Yao is let go, then the one who dies must be Zhen Yao.

It turned out that he, who seemed to have no change in his expression, actually had already calculated everything!

In an instant, the playful expression on the face of the purple-clothed woman was completely suppressed, and a sharp look flashed across her slightly narrowed beautiful eyes.

Taking Zhen Yao with her, she retreated quickly, but the sword still pierced straight into her left chest.

Bright red blood splattered all over the ground and also stained Zhen Yao's clothes.

Zhen Yao couldn't help but tremble slightly, her face turned pale.

"The foxes in the world are really as cunning!" The purple-clothed woman retreated a foot away with Zhen Yao in her arms, and let out a coquettish voice, but she didn't seem to care about the injuries on her body at all.

Facing her ridicule, Han Bing didn't show any displeasure, just looked at her lightly, waved the sword lightly, and wiped away the blood on the sword.

"I don't know how to pity and cherish jade at all, so I don't want to play anymore." The woman in purple shook her head and sighed, and turned around with Zhen Yao and swept out of the alley.

Zhen Yao wanted to say that it was too late even if there was an invisible wall, so she could only raise her hands to cover her face, so as not to disfigure her face.

Unexpectedly, without any obstruction, she was taken out of the alley by the woman in purple and flowed into the crowd.

Han Bing still stood there, just quietly watching their distant figures, and did not chase after them.

People who are stabbed by "love silk" and can still act like nothing are not ordinary people.

After a long time, he turned around and was about to leave when a clear voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Han Bing!"

Without turning around, he knew who it was.

"Where is she?" There was a hint of anxiety in the flat tone.

"gone."

"Leave? Under your command, how can she get away?" There was a little mockery in her voice.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Han Bing started to leave.

"..." Feiyue slightly frowned her beautiful willow eyebrows, and stopped him again: "Don't do anything to her again!"

Han Bing stopped and turned around: "I want the 'Tears of the Moon' in her body."

Feiyue sneered: "You are already the king of the Snow Fox Clan, so what use is 'Tears of the Moon' to you?"

"I need the power of 'Tears of the Moon' to rejuvenate the Fox Clan." Answered very frankly.

"Power?" Fei Yue's lips curled into a sneering smile: "When did you become so greedy and pursue power?"