Chapter 1067

When people walk in the woods filled with white fog, they will be shocked when they suddenly see a dark shadow.

Zhuang Chun is not an ordinary person.

Yamanaka Yaqing is not.

So when they saw this black figure that looked like white fog, their first reaction was: "who dares to play tricks in front of me?"

These two little devils are masters of playing tricks.

Now some people are playing tricks in front of them. It's just like playing swords in front of Guan Gong's door. It's ridiculous.

Yamanaka Yaqing still has the potential to be a younger brother. When she saw the shadow, she immediately giggled: "boss, do you want to break the neck of this outfit?"

Since he met Shen Yue, the child's quality has declined greatly.

Although her family trained her in a dehumanizing way when she was four years old, she came from the most polite country in the world.

Even if the shadow suddenly appears, it's time to scold her. She shouldn't be like boss Shen, scolding others and comparing goods.

Zhuangchun is more able to pretend... He replied faintly: "some people, only when they can see behind their eyes, can they know the truth that some things can be said, can be thought of, but can't be done."

"Cluck, that's good. I'll teach you how to compare goods for free."

Yamanaka Ya Qing giggled, exaggerated twist small waist, walked past.

This kind of goods is not worthy of Yaqing's knife. Just use your left hand.

Although the white fog can block people's sight to the front, it also has the effect of a mirror, which can reflect the sky light and distant light, so that Yaqing can gradually see the black shadow.

Dark shadow is a woman.

A woman is about 1.7 meters tall... Any woman over 1.7 meters tall is hated by Yaqing, who is only 1.5 meters tall.

Especially through the white fog of floodlight, Ya Qing can see the figure of the shadow, quite excellent.

The wide place is wide, the thin place is thin, and the drum is exaggerated.

The Spring Festival is just a few days away. Even if it's a warm winter this year, no woman can walk around in the wild in the middle of the night wearing a sleeveless black cheongsam with high split ends, right?

The arm of black shadow has a healthy luster like ivory.

At the foot of the shadow, or a pair of red stilettos.

All of a sudden, the wind came, blowing up the corner of the black shadow's robe. The whole round, slender left leg rushed into Yaqing's sight immediately.

Then, under the corner of the robe, the beautiful leg was covered, but on the red thin high heel, it was swinging back and forth like a ghost.

The smile on ya Qing's face gradually converges and looks at the dark shadow's face.

Out of sight.

Black shadow's face was not only covered with a piece of black cloth, but also his forehead was tied with three finger wide black cloth strips, which gathered his hair behind his head.

Only that pair of shining eyes, light looking at ya Qing.

Ya Qing slowly took out the long knife and carried it on her shoulder.

I don't know what's going on. She felt a sense of crisis that she had never felt before.

The shadow, as if it really came from hell, was full of unspeakable strangeness and evil.

Yamanaka Yaqing and Zhuang Chun are also evil.

But their evil spirit, compared with the shadow in front of them, is that they are not worth mentioning.

When Yaqing showed her long sword, she was leaning on the tree to watch the play, and looked dignified.

Biyaqing was the first to feel palpitations... Her instinctive mind turned: "who is she? In addition to Yang Xiao, the old witch in the misty countryside, who else can make me feel this kind of pressure? "

When Zhuang Chungang thought of it, Yaqing asked slowly, "who are you?"

The shadow did not speak.

If it wasn't for her strange and evil eyes, Yaqing doubted that she was a nonexistent illusion.

The wind is blowing again.

This time, the wind is much stronger than just now.

The Black Ghost licks the angle of the robe with big red and thin heels at the foot of the black shadow, and suddenly soars up.

But when a pair of legs rushed into Yaqing's sight, the angle of the robe covered his eyes.

It is at this moment that Yaqing moves.

This small evil although proud of a mess, in addition to a few people, no one was in her eyes.

But when the black shadow's eyes were covered by the hem of the cheongsam, yamashia Yaqing gave a gentle rebuke and threw a knife on it!

It's one thing to be proud. It's another thing to catch fleeting fighters to achieve our goals.

Facing the wind.

Ya Qing split this knife, can be called the stone breaks the sky!

Even Zhuang Qing, who was watching the battle, slightly picked her eyebrows. She was surprised that her Kung Fu had made an obvious breakthrough tonight.

When!

With a cluster of dark red sparks splashing, the sound of the collision of gold and iron reverberated rapidly in the white fog.

The woman in black Qipao, with her bright wrist, stiffly blocked Yaqing's shocking knife in the mountains.

How can a man's arm block the full force of the blade?

Especially Yaqing in the mountains.

There should be no sound of gold and iron, no dark red sparks.

Unless this woman's arm is made of white iron.

But how can white iron be so flexible?

In the blink of an eye, when Yaqing cut seventeen swords one after another, Zhuang Chun could see clearly that the two arms and joints of the woman in black Qipao were the dexterity of normal people.

Zhuang Chun understood and sneered: "ha ha, Yaqing, she just wore a white iron arm guard."

Yamanaka Yaqing, of course, also saw that the long knives, which were slashed one after another, suddenly changed to sweeping, and the tip of the knife was lifted.

In this way, even if the black cheongsam women can still resist with the carefully made white iron arm guards, they will be in a hurry.

If the woman in black Qipao is Shen Yue, Yaqing will probably give out an evil smile when she changes her moves.

She didn't.

This is because, although the successive long knives are blocked, Yaqing also immediately judges the strength of the black cheongsam woman's arm in the sound of the golden Iron Cross, and then quickly determines the force value, which seems to be comparable to her, but there is still a kind of inexplicable palpitation.

It seems that in the next moment, the woman in black Qipao will incarnate the evil spirit in legend, open her mouth and devour her.

"Never love war!"

I can't imagine, and I don't have the heart to think about who the black cheongsam woman is. Yaqing finally gives out an evil smile when she is forced to retreat and her figure is in a flash.

In Jiao's laughter, Yaqing rushes to the sky like a rocket. She is three meters high, holding a knife in both hands, bending her knees backward, and cleaving to the woman in black Qipao.

It's her lifelong learning.

It's also a blow!

What is a single blow?

Is in split this knife, Ya Qing did not reserve the slightest room for maneuver.

It can be said that after Yaqing cut this knife, the fight ended.

However, when Yaqing's long knife was cut like lightning, Zhuang Chun exclaimed: "Yaqing, be careful!"

Zhuang Chun finally sees that the woman in black Qipao only defends but does not attack. She is waiting for Yaqing to chop this knife.

Yaqing's all-out effort, even zhuangchun has to be treated seriously.

So, how should a woman with black Qipao, whose military value is equal to Yaqing's?

Zhuang Chun didn't expect it.

But her instinct, like an electric shock, reminds her that it's not good

Zhuang Chun's reminder, quite fast.

The situation on the field changes faster!

When Yaqing's long knife was at a 180 degree angle to the ground, Zhuang Chun saw the woman in black Qipao, holding her left hand to protect her face and pulling down the black cloth.

That's 0.01 seconds, right?

When ya Qing's long knife is about to show a 45 degree angle to the ground, her whole body suddenly stagnates.

The stagnation time of the long sword is only 0.01 seconds at most.

But this time, for the best fighting experts, it can play a decisive role!

The woman in black Qipao, who patiently waited for this opportunity, finally turned from defending to attacking.

In her right hand, I don't know when there is a sharp short sword, which is faster than the poisonous snake spitting out the message and stabs Yaqing's perineum acupoint!

The most critical moment, Ya Qing's attack, how can suddenly appear fatal stagnation?

Zhuang Chun didn't have time to think about it at all. She just came at me.

The speed of her attack is quite fast, so is the ghost.

No matter how fast, can it be faster than the black Qipao woman's dagger that stabs Yaqing's perineum?

impossible!

Fortunately, Yaqing is also one of the masters in the world. Even when she cuts this knife, she has already done her best, but when the fatal danger appears, the potential hidden in her bones is still instinctively stimulated.

In her voice, the long sword still cleaved and her body half twisted.

The key point of perineum is to avoid the short sword successfully.

But her left leg was scratched from groin to knee by dagger.

It's half an inch deep.

The blood splashed down.

Instinctively, Ya Qing uttered a shrill scream.

Although her long knife continued to chop, it was blocked easily by the left arm of the woman in black Qipao because it was stiff in mid air for a moment.

After a sword stabs Yaqing seriously, the black Qipao woman's wrist shakes, and the short sword stabs her perineum again.

This time, Yaqing has nothing to hide.

A white shadow flies by.

Zhuang Chun finally comes at the critical moment when Yaqing is about to die.

As she embraces Yaqing's slender waist, she turns to the left like a swallow and kicks away the dagger like a flash with her right foot.

The woman in black Qipao didn't have the slightest anger because Yaqing avoided killing herself again.

She's just... Following each other like a shadow, continuing to pounce on Yaqing.

Yaqing was held in her arms by Zhuang Chun. After her left leg was seriously injured, she almost lost her fighting capacity.

Zhuang Chun can only stand in her way when a woman in black Qipao pursues her.

Zhuang Chun wants to leave ya Qing and fight against the woman in black Qipao.

But she was not given a chance to let go of Yaqing.

No chance!

The sword does not leave ya Qing's fatal point and ignores Zhuang Chun.

Zhuang Chunzhen wants to throw Ya Qing out. She will definitely die under the sword of a woman in black Qipao.

Yaqing is the younger brother of youtanwang.

She, as the boss, really wants to let her younger brother die in front of her, which is the pain that can't be made up for all her life.

But with ya Qing in her arms, no matter how capable Zhuang Chun is, she can't kill a woman in black Qipao with one hand.

Escape.

Zhuang Chun for Yaqing, can only choose humiliating escape.

No escape, no escape.

Yaqing's injury is too serious. If she is stabbed by a dagger, she will lose blood and die in a few minutes.

With a bang, Zhuang Chun's head doesn't turn back, kicks away the dagger that stabs Ya Qing's back heart and plunges into the fog.

From Yaqing to zhuangchun in time to save her, holding her turned to escape, said the trouble, in fact, it is only one or two seconds.

In one or two seconds, Zhuang Chun didn't even have time to face the woman in black Qipao.

But those evil eyes were deeply branded in Zhuang Chun's mind.

deja vu.

But there was no information about this woman in her impression database.

Who is she?

Zhuang Chunheng, holding Yaqing in his arms, plunges into the fog and runs to the villa with all his strength. Although he can't hear the footsteps behind him, he can clearly feel the dagger and follow it closely.

Once she gives her back to the enemy, she has no chance to turn around.

Thanks to Zhuang Chun's running skill, he was the best in the world. When he was in Qingling mountain, he forced Shen Yue, the escape expert, into a mess.

If it's someone else, don't even think about it. When you can hold Yaqing, you can avoid the pursuit of the woman in black cheongsam.

In a flash, Zhuang Chun listens to Yaqing in her arms and says four words in a hoarse voice when she avoids the sword behind her.

Skeleton faces.