Although the subordinate's voice was very low, how could Ning Feiyan, with his level of cultivation, be able to hide it from her ears.
Immediately, the clear smile on her face gradually faded away, and the darkness in the depths of her loving eyes gradually thickened, as if something cold was sinking.
The killer leader listened to his subordinate's words and was subconsciously preparing to look at Ning Feiyan's abdomen. Before the murderous intent in his eyes could condense, a breeze suddenly rolled up beside him, and the dead leaves and dust brought up contained a hint of sharpness. , stinging eyes.
The leader couldn't help but close his eyes. The next moment, a warm wetness poured down his cheeks. Before he could open his eyes, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground nearby.
He raised his hand and touched his cheek. He opened his eyes and took a closer look. He saw that his palm was full of bright red and sticky liquid. He felt a chill in his heart and did not dare to move.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the head of the subordinate who had just been bending down to offer advice to his ear had disappeared. The incision on his neck was smooth, bright red blood was flowing like a fountain, and the headless body fell among the dead branches and leaves. It seems that he is not completely dead yet.
His limbs were constantly spasming and twitching on the ground, and his ten fingers were claw-like claws scraping into the soil. It was obvious that he was suffering extremely intense pain.
Cold sweat slowly penetrated the leader's clothes, and when the wind blew, his whole body became cold.
The sound of wind blowing and shaking clothes came from behind.
But he couldn't look back, because a cold and slender finger was gently touching the back of his neck, and the slightly long and sharp nails were shallowly sunk into the skin.
The back of his neck was slightly numb, like a needle pricking him. It was obvious that harmful toxins had been injected into his body.
A cold sweat slowly slipped from his forehead, and he said coldly: "Kill me, and you won't be able to escape this pursuit easily tonight."
From all around the jungle, the sound of rustling shadows could be heard. Countless shadows were lurking in the darkness of the night, with murderous intent everywhere.
As a killer in the demon world, he clearly knows the price to pay for chasing down a demon river lord.
Since he chose to appear here, he was already prepared to pay this life, and he would not hesitate to fight to the death to complete this mission, wash away the shame for His Highness, and protect the grace of the King.
As soon as the leader's eyes cooled down, the cold finger on the back of his neck retracted.
There was a chuckle from behind.
He grasped the scorpion-tail scimitar in his sleeve tightly, and slowly turned around to look at the purple-clothed woman under the moon. Her lover's eyes were slightly curved, and her chin was pointed. In the afterglow of the thick clouds in the night fog, she looked strangely... Silence confuses people.
What is even more shocking is that she is holding a head with protruding eyes in her hand with a calm movement, and there are little blood stains on the hem of her skirt, like a charming demon walking out of the dark night.
"Tonight, even if I don't kill you, I can leave peacefully." Ning Feiyan fired a demonic fire from his hand, burning the head into ashes and dispersing in the wind from his fingertips.
The leader seemed to be unable to bear being so despised and ridiculed, his face could not help but darken, and he said in a cold voice: "Young Master Milu's power is everywhere, Lord Ninghe relied on his cultivation to throw away the tail killers behind him, and came to this northern forest safely. It's true, but the Erhe Anbu forces hiding in the Beiyuan Forest are by no means ordinary people. Lord Ninghe's words are too exaggerated. I remember that the serious injuries you suffered in the Demon City were... You haven’t been able to recover, okay?”
Although the leader didn't know how badly Ning Feiyan was injured, his guess was not unreasonable.
Shemali was like a cancerous tumor, buried in her body like a stubborn disease. Although Balian repaired it several times and suppressed the injury, the injury that damaged the foundation would not last forever. Can be raised well.
The four days of nourishing and recuperating in the glass bucket could only resolve the damage caused by the cold poison in the medicinal bath to her body.
The new wounds have been healed, but the old wounds remain unsolved.
Otherwise, how could we say that the magic weapon is the only one in the world that can kill gods and demons.
Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "You know a lot, but didn't the master who trained you tell you not to talk so much nonsense when killing people?"
The leader looked coldly at the dangerous woman in front of him who didn't say many ruthless words. A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes. He summoned the scorpion-tail scimitar in his sleeve. He didn't bother to deal with her verbally anymore. He raised his arms and said: " Kill her for me!"
Like ferocious wolves hiding in the wild jungle at night, the shadow killers made the sound of rustling leaves, and the invisible murderous intention stretched to the top like a bowstring silently.
The smile on Ning Feiyan's face had also disappeared, and her eyes looked around indifferently.
As the leader said, Milu is a young demon king and is two thousand years older than His Majesty. In these two thousand years, Milu has been able to cultivate a huge organization of empire-level killers.
Despite the silence of the forest at the moment, there are probably more killers hidden in this forest than there are stars in the night.
Although she can rely on her cultivation level to crush this group of killers who come one after another to die, the endless pursuit will also bring great consumption and battle losses to her, which will affect her next plan. , is obviously extremely disadvantageous.
Looking at this posture, it was obvious that she had underestimated Milu's determination to kill her. She thought that she was just a little Mohe who was expelled from the country, but she could actually get His Majesty Shaojun to leave a powerful enemy like Mojun untouched. Most of the combat power was spent on her alone.
Is this a typical revenge mentality of destroying something if you don’t get it?
What a childish and stupid person.
Not only was Ning Feiyan not frightened when she saw this cold and murderous scene, she smiled faintly, and raised her hand to summon a beautiful and almost demonic long and narrow scimitar, the blade faintly reflecting the ancient curse.
The tip of the knife tapped the ground diagonally, and the fallen leaves lying on the ground floated up silently. The maple leaves hung in the sky like rain. Between the leaves, countless thread-like golden sword intentions condensed and quickly connected to form a huge mysterious diagram.
Illuminating the long night and all weapons.
Ning Feiyan stood quietly and waited for a long time.
Gradually, she became impatient and cast a curious and inquiring look at the leader.
The cold sweat on the leader's face became more and more, and his sleeves trembled like waves. He opened his eyes wide, and his hair soaked in cold sweat was wet and stuck to his forehead. His face was ugly and scary, and the scorpion tail sickle in his hand flew out like a cut. Like shreds of paper, he cut the wild grass growing in the deep forest into two sections, and the sharp blade scattered the flying weeds into pieces.
Without the cover of the dense and wild grass, the dripping blood slowly penetrated the darkness and overflowed.
Hibernating in the darkness, the killers who should have been ordered to come out in unison have now turned into cold corpses, littered with remains and corpses everywhere.
As the leader's eyes narrowed, a military boot inlaid with iron leather ran over the tangled grass and accumulated blood.
A tall, ordinary-looking man appeared in the night.
He held an extremely wild and crude iron gun in his hand, and the tip of the gun was filled with cold blood. It was obvious that the corpse of the killer was his handiwork.
When Ning Feiyan saw the person coming, his eyes became more suspicious: "Gu Changjing?"
"Lord Chang Jing?!!!" If Ning Feiyan had doubts in his eyes, the killer leader could be said to be shocked!
Gu Changjing is one of the Erhe Anbu under the control of Zhanxin, and is also the head of the main combat force stationed in the Beiyuan Forest. Zangxin's right-hand man, who has transcended the soul-killing peak state, is facing the Demon Realm River Lord. There are truly strong and powerful people who are capable of fighting!
It is also the main real combat power of this pursuit.
But that soul-eating and life-stealing spear was now stained with the blood of his colleagues.
The man with ordinary facial features but unusually cold eyebrows shook his gun, and blood dropped on the weeds. He turned his eyes slightly and landed on the killer leader. His voice slowly sounded like the friction of pig iron: "Master Burial of Heart has an order, you guys are waiting. Don’t be rude to the Lord of Ning River! Anyone who points his sword at the Lord of the River will be killed without mercy!"
Ning Feiyan, who originally thought she could wait for a life-and-death battle, was really surprised. The demon knife in her hand turned into brilliance and dispersed. She crossed her arms and entered the state of watching a show. She said with a half-smile: "This is really unexpected. Unexpectedly, the sword in the hand of Burian Xin actually took the initiative to break the sword in the hand of their highness, it is really a strange sight."
What kind of tricks is this old fox, Burying Heart, up to?
The sudden order struck the killer leader as if he was struck by thunder and lightning, his brain buzzed, and the crazy surge of blood impacted him without any ability to think.
He gritted his back teeth, not daring to get angry at Gu Changjing, but it seemed that he was using a lifetime of patience to suppress the unwillingness and resentment boiling in his heart: "We have been ordered to hunt down the legendary Demon River. Lord, we have sworn to stop our lives and never give up. Do you know how many brothers we have died along the way! How much blood has been shed! Now that the mission assigned by His Highness is about to be completed, you just because of the words of Lord Buried Heart , just kill them all?!"
Gu Changjing's iron face did not change at all: "I only obey the orders of Lord Burial Heart. I am not affiliated with Young Lord Milu."
His eyes flickered coldly, and he said: "If you are unwilling to put down the blade in your hand, I will take someone's gun from ancient times, and you won't mind drinking another demon's blood."
"You!" The killer leader's eyes were red, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
All the brothers around him were already dead, let alone the Lord of the Demonic River. Gu Changjing alone could kill him instantly, so how could he fight against him.
His chest rose and fell heavily for a long time. The leader gritted his teeth, recalled the scorpion-tail scimitar, and said solemnly: "I will definitely report this to His Highness after you return to the royal city."
Gu Changjing's expression remained unchanged, he shook his head meticulously and said, "It's a pity that you won't be able to get out of this forest."
The killer leader's expression changed drastically, he stabbed his chest with vigilance, and said coldly: "Why, after working together for many years, you want to kill me too? Is Erhe Buried Heart planning to rebel?!"
Gu Changjing's rigid face showed a hint of mockery: "Why do you think I didn't kill you just now?"
The killer leader was stunned.
Gu Changjing said calmly: "I won't kill the dying person?"
"Master Gu has good eyesight." Ning Feiyan chuckled softly, spread her palms under the moon and looked at her fingers carefully, the curve of the corners of her lips was particularly charming and beautiful: "Master Yin, I just said, even if you don't do it tonight, Even if I kill you, I can walk into this forest alive."
She raised her eyes, with a charming smile that made people unable to take their eyes away: "I said, if I don't kill you tonight, it doesn't mean you will be able to survive tomorrow."
The expression of the killer surnamed Yin changed drastically. Looking at that smile, he suddenly felt that a colorful and extremely venomous snake had crawled up in his heart, and he felt a faint chill on the back of his neck.
The next moment, he realized that it was not an illusion. The chill on the back of his neck quickly spread, making his entire skin numb.
He raised his hand and touched the back of his neck in horror. His still-tactile palm felt a piece of sticky, rotten flesh. With a slight exertion of his palm, the palm of his hand crushed the piece of rotten flesh deeply, sinking deeply into his bones. .
The killer leader's body began to tremble rapidly.
His muscles began to slowly decay, and the invisible air was like a bone-picking knife, slowly decaying his flesh and blood.
"You... you bitch!" Green blood kept overflowing from his eyes, and he pointed at Ning Feiyan fiercely, his eyes filled with fear and anger, as if he wanted to tear her alive.
It turned out that she had no intention of letting him leave ever since the subordinate suggested his plan.
Ning Feiyan twirled her fingers, as if she was pampered and her long nails had a sharp and graceful look. She smiled slightly and said: "You are so stupid, how did you become a killer, or am I the Lord of the Demonic River for too long? , so that you forget that I am a succubus."
Succubi are born with spiritual power, but it is difficult for them to use it for themselves. Therefore, their physical strength is low and they are weak people who have been enslaved by the devil for many years.
But even as weaklings, succubi have their own set of self-protection abilities.
They are good at practicing poison techniques, and they cultivate their fingernails to hide their armor. The ten fingers of the succubus are all filled with poison.
What is hidden in the little finger is the poison that seduces the soul and makes people confused and fascinated.
But what is hidden in the index finger is the poison of the spiritual snake that can bite the bones and the heart.
The killer leader touched a piece of rotten flesh on the back of his neck and knew that he didn't have much time left. He vomited out painful bruises and looked at Ning Feiyan with a sneer. Surprisingly, he didn't beg for mercy weakly.
He snorted coldly: "Sihe Ning Feiyan kills people. He always kills decisively. He kills with one blow. When he needs to kill with poison, he kills with one blow many times."
Ning Feiyan lowered his palms to his sleeves, and his body was covered with bright moonlight. The calmness under his smile made it impossible to fathom the depth. He uttered a few words briefly: "Girl, I'm happy."
"I think you are angry." The leader knew that he was bound to die. He spoke a lot before he died. As if he knew that he had no chance of revenge, he bit out a mouthful of vicious and cold words, looked at her with a cold smile, and said: "I Little did I know that the ruthless Ning Feiyan would one day be willing to give birth to a child."
The smile on Ning Feiyan's face disappeared, and her water-colored thin lips opened and closed, looking particularly cold: "What did you say!"
Seeing her look like this, the leader burst into laughter, with poisonous green blood filling his lips and teeth. He coughed violently and said, "I've known you for so many years, and I only see how delicate, gentle and charming you are on your face. But you are just cold-hearted and selfish at heart. But you don’t know that one day you will also fall into trouble, cough cough... cough cough cough!! You are finished! Ning Feiyan!!! You are just a lowly and weak succubus. , you are able to achieve what you have today because of your ruthless and invincible cold heart."
His ferocious gaze fell on her belly, and his smile became more sad and cold: "But now you have a weakness. In the past, once a weakness appeared, you would kill it with your own hands as soon as possible! But now you, actually Can't bear it anymore?!!! Look at how nervous you are now, you really look like a mother!! Hahaha!!! You are finished Ning Feiyan, you have this fatal weakness, your future is doomed We won’t be able to go for long!”
"Crack!!"
The killer leader who gradually fell into madness actually broke his own neck bones. His head was tilted on his shoulders, and his mouth opened and closed sadly like a curse. He looked at her with green eyes and laughed arrogantly: "I'm here Hell awaits you.”
