The woman who spoke looked like she was in her twenties. She was full of green clothes and a face of melon seeds. She had a different neutral beauty. She had three feet of blue bird feathers on her head. She swayed when she walked.

She has a slender waist, a palm wide belt outlines the weak waist vividly, but the belt is full of a circle of willow leaf throwing knives, which makes people flinch.

At this time, her eyes slightly cold, looking at the poplar, two faces disgusted.

When Ling Jiao saw the woman, her eyes brightened. Without waiting for the white poplar to say anything, she ran to him and yelled: "girl, you scolded us as disciples on the road just now. There may be some misunderstanding. What I said at that time was not that big bird. I mean, your bird is so big, and it's not. It's the bird you ride. Right, that's what you mean, eh? Where's your bird

Her bird is with her man

Poplar face will be such an expression, the next moment is estimated to start dry?

Sure enough, after hearing Ling Jiao's words, the woman's expression of disgust had become extremely cold and full of murderous opportunities. Jade teeth clenched the cold voice and said, "Stinky gadfly, die to me!"

When she spoke, her hands turned into shadows, wheezing three times, and three willow leaf throwing knives shot at Ling Jiao's eyebrows, throat and heart.

The Throwing Knife pierced through the air. It was filled with genuine Qi. It was extremely lethal. I'm afraid the refined iron can easily pierce and tear.

In particular, the three throwing knives are not so fast and simple, and they are not straight, but they will twist and turn, making people unable to distinguish the trajectory of the flying knife at the next moment.

This kind of throwing dagger is really killing people.

"Uncle, this is the river and lake. If you don't agree with me, you'll have to draw a knife to cut people down." Bai Yang was extremely melancholy in his heart. Would it be better for us to sit down and drink tea and chat and talk about our ideal of life.

When the woman hands on the moment, Ling Jiao pupil slightly shrink, immediately appear on the face a trace of disdain expression.

He reached out his right hand and fished in front of him. Three half foot long willow blades were caught in his fingers.

Finger force, Ding Ding Ding three, three flying knives break into six sections, fall to the ground!

"Girl, I asked myself that there was nothing to offend you. If I said something wrong, I would like to apologize for any misunderstanding. But if you want to kill me, I can't make it right?" Ling Jiao is not happy.

No matter how small white, others want your life, they won't have a good face, and even when they do things, they will be more reckless.

He showed this hand, obviously subdued the woman. The other party felt the danger and ran out tens of meters away with a whoosh. His body was slightly low, and his hands did not know when a flying knife had been buckled.

"You..." She looked at Ling Jiao in disbelief and was extremely afraid.

Don't think that the other side is a cute new person in the world to bully. In fact, it's very powerful.

Baiyang murmured in his heart and asked the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who had some silly eyes on the side: "master, what's the girl's origin? He has a big temper, and if he doesn't agree with the rhythm of killing people, he can still live to this day? "

"Her name is Jimin, and she comes from the no trace villa." the middle-aged man in Qingyi subconsciously replied.

"No trace villa?" Poplar blinks, listen to the name looks like a cow.

In response, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi looked at Baiyang and thought about what he wanted to say seriously: "traceless mountain villa has a transcendent status in PENGYU county. Everyone has a unique skill of throwing knives, especially the villa leader Ji Wuxian, a martial arts master with nine levels of cultivation. A flying knife is claimed to take life without trace. People who die in his hands can only see the other party's throwing knife when they are breathless. It is said that if there is a mental calculation, there is no intention In other words, Ji wutrace may be able to threaten the lives of ordinary masters, and this Jimin is Ji Wuxian's daughter, the only daughter! However, it's a pity that you'd rather be killed by such a bad temper

As for the middle-aged people who are obviously well intentioned to warn against offending the no trace villa, poplar did not care at all.

When the middle-aged man in Qingyi was talking, there was a new change there. Seeing that he could not kill Ling Jiao, Ji min hesitated for a moment. Although he was afraid, he still didn't mean to stop.

Obviously is arrogant used to, perhaps is spoiled out of the bad temper.

She did not pay attention to Ling Jiao's words, wrist a shake, a throwing knife again throw out.

Different from the previous three throwing knives, this throwing knife does not have a flash of edge or even sound. After leaving her hand, the Throwing Knife disappears instantly.

"Well, girl, you've gone too far!" Ling Jiao Leng hum, he is a little angry.

Raise your hand like lightning and flick your fingers in front of you.

With a crisp sound, his finger just bounced on the flying knife that suddenly appeared in front of him. The eyesight and the sense of feeling were terrible!

The next moment, the flying knife flies back. Although the flying back track is not as magical as Jimin throwing out the Throwing Knife, it is faster, and the sound of tearing air makes people's eardrum tingle.

"What!" Under the consciousness, she could only see the flying knife.At this moment, she obviously felt the threat of death. She felt cold all over, and she couldn't believe that she was going to die like this?

"Sister Ji, be careful!" Just then, a cry of surprise rang out.

When the sound appeared, a young man in white appeared at Jimin's side like lightning. He raised his hand, his fingertips twinkled with Qi, and bent his fingers to shoot at the flying dagger like Ling Jiao before.

Seeing the young man in white, Ling Jiao's face was expressionless, as if in silent ridicule.

The throwing knife was about to be shot by the young man in white, but in that moment, the Throwing Knife suddenly turned a corner, and the young man threw himself into the air, and his expression was stiff.

Poof!

With a muffled sound and blood blooming, the young man turned around in a daze, watching Jimin cover his shoulder in pain and squat on the ground. Nearly half of the throwing knife was inserted into her shoulder.

The young man's eyes twinkled and turned to look at Ling Jiao. His expression was uncertain.

"If I wanted to kill her, she would have died, playing with a knife in front of me? She deserves it, too? Although it's a flying knife! Girl, I didn't mean to offend you, but if you want to kill me, I can't help but fight back. If you want to save your life, we'll be even "

Ling Jiao said in a deep voice. This sentence is to Jimin, and also to that inexplicable young man in white.

With that, he did not look at the other side and turned to the poplar side.

The young man in white subconsciously clenched his fist, his eyes twinkled, he took a deep breath, and without further action, he turned to look at Jimin on the side and said, "sister Ji, is the injury OK? I have healing medicine here... "

"Who cares? Looking ahead and looking back, if you went up to fight with her before, I would look at you more in return. "Jimin was ungrateful, scolded, covered his shoulder and turned away.

Hey, the man in white wanted a hero to save the beauty, but he never thought that the hero had turned into a bear. He became a stranger inside and outside. He looked embarrassed and finally left with his sleeve.

He wanted to show himself in front of Jimin, but he didn't know the details of Ling Jiao. He hesitated for a moment and came to such an end.

Both Baiyang and the middle-aged people in Qingyi saw this scene, and their mentality was different. Baiyang was thinking, Ling Jiao was pretending to be forced again, while the middle-aged man in Qingyi was thinking about the origin of Baiyang and the middle-aged man in Qingyi was thinking about the origin of the two. People with such skills must be famous. Why haven't they heard of it?

How did he know that one of the two poplars was Meng Xin, who had just ordered his skills down the mountain. The reputation of the other was not in the Jianghu. It was strange to hear about it.

All the people gathered here paid attention to the news. However, the matter was over, and no one stood up to say anything. It was just that everyone's expression changed. Ling Jiao was no longer regarded as a soy sauce player. As for poplar, it was still ignored. Who told him that he had not practiced martial arts at first sight

"What's the origin of the man in white?" Baiyang looks over there and asks the middle-aged man in Qingyi again.

"His name is Jiang hanyue. He comes from another aristocratic family in PENGYU county. Jiang family is no weaker than wuheng mountain villa. Jiang hanyue has been pursuing Ji min all the time. Many people know that, but they are more cautious in doing things," the middle-aged man in Qingyi explained in a low voice.

Bai Yang thinks it's a euphemism to say that the other party is cautious in doing things. Judging from the fact that the other party just wanted to save the beauty but hesitated not to start with Ling Jiao, he was simply looking forward to the future and not making a decision at all.

Damn it, I'm sorry to go out and wander in the world without any identity background. See, anyone who comes out can count his way

"No, they are both from PENGYU county. What are they doing in Qingmu county? "The two sides are thousands of miles apart." the white poplar responded and asked in astonishment.

"Of course, it's because of this Sheng that I came here. By the way, I assert that I don't know what to call my little brother?" The middle-aged man in Qingyi looks at the poplar and arches his hand.

Baiyang opened his mouth and said, "it's good that you call me song Yidao. It's not worth mentioning. What are these people gathering here for? Can senior Duan solve my doubts?"

Although poplar's reputation is not in the river and lake, it is estimated that many people know it, because he casually called a false name.

Song Yidao, hey, man, good, let your name spread to another world

"It's the song brothers", one of the assertions of "Song brothers", has never heard of the old name's polite expression. In fact, he has never heard of such a person in his mind. Then he asked with a strange look: "do you really don't know the purpose of coming here?"

Bai Yang shakes his head. If I knew, I would ask you?

Ling Jiao comes to the edge and looks at Bai Yang's strange face. He is stopped by Bai Yang's eyes. If he doesn't need to talk, he knows what he wants to say. It's just that he talks about a name.

First of all, he nodded to Ling Jiao, and then he whispered: "everyone gathered here has a common purpose"

in the face of one of the assertions, Bai Yang was very cooperative and asked, "what's the purpose?"

"Kill evil!" The deep voice of assertion

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