The woman was wearing a blue long gown and was ripped into a mess.
Her head was covered with black hair, her hands were constantly flapping out, and she scolded furiously: "You dare to touch me! I'll kill you!"
But her warnings and struggles were to no avail.
Immediately afterwards, a man threw himself on the woman.
The woman screamed even more horribly.
While struggling, he found Ye Qingluo standing on the side, as if seeing a savior: "Girl, save me, save me—"
The man tore at the woman's clothes, and when he heard the cry for help, he turned his head and looked at Ye Qingluo.
It was a face with a sharp-billed monkey's cheek, and it gave a vicious pooh: "Little girl, get away from me!"
The woman immediately cried for help.
Ye Qingluo frowned, with a meaningful smile on his face.
For some reason, I always feel... something is wrong.
She half-closed her eyes, then turned around suddenly, as if she didn't see them, and was about to leave.
Behind him, a violent roar from a man suddenly came: "Bitch!"
Immediately afterwards, the woman exclaimed in pain: "Ah—"
I saw the woman struggling to escape from the man while the man was talking to Ye Qingluo.
The man took out a dagger and stabbed it in the woman's leg.
With that knife, the woman's calf was dripping with blood, and the woman's painful face was pale, and she kept screaming.
The man rudely pushed the woman to the ground again, and pressed her down again.
The woman raised her voice, begging Ye Qingluo to save her.
Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows, stopped in her footsteps, and turned her head to look over.
As soon as he turned around, his spine felt a chill.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a gleaming long knife, slashing straight at her.
The powerful perception made Ye Qingluo instinctively use his footwork.
"Clang clang—"
The long knife cut through the air, and made a hunting sound in mid-air.
The person who attacked her from behind was dressed in black, covered with a veil, and held a long knife in his hand.
"Killer?"
"You're smart!" The killer sneered, pointing at Ye Qingluo with his long knife, "Hand over your things obediently, maybe I can let you live a few more days!"
The corners of Ye Qingluo's mouth twitched. Nima was dressed like this in broad daylight, because he was afraid that others would not know that he was a killer
thing
These days, someone actually robbed her
Seeing that Ye Qingluo didn't respond, the killer jumped into the air, and the long knife only pierced the door.
The blade wind was extremely cold.
Ye Qingluo tapped her toes, stepped back, and then narrowed her eyes, her eyes fixed on the killer's chest.
I saw a black light lingering around the killer's heart.
The realm of Xuanxuan should be around the third grade of Xuanxuan.
A killer in the Xuanxuan Realm, the other party really thinks highly of her.
Ye Qingluo snorted lightly, although the opponent's Xuan rank was higher than hers, but in terms of overall strength, she might not be able to win.
"If you want to take something from this young master, you have to exchange it with something." Ye Qingluo spread out his feather fan, brushing the pink lips, revealing a bewitching smile.
Immediately, those slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.
Her pink lips parted slightly, her voice was sweet, and she spit out a few words word by word: "Use your life..."
As soon as the words fell, Ye Qingluo's figure flickered.
Only a red afterimage can be seen in the air.
"Well-"
The killer flew out before he had time to put on a defensive posture.
Ye Qingluo slowly retracted her legs, swayed her feather fan, and smiled alluringly: "Do you still want it?"
The killer clutched his stomach, spitting out blood, his eyes were ruthless, and suddenly looked somewhere, and immediately, he showed a strange sneer...