Chapter 232

Holding the veil on her cheek with one hand, Feng Qingyao's eyes sank slightly, and she leaned down on the horse's back, trying not to attract the Black Hawk's attention.

But everything didn't work out. The sharp hawk's eyes had been on her for a long time. With a long roar, the Black Hawk, like a huge rock falling from the jiuzhong sky, fell straight on the horse's back.

It's too fast for her to react.

Hidden in the dark, Ning Cui can't help frowning and touching the hilt of the sword. Just as she wants to save her, she sees a sudden change of events. The black eagle who rushes to fengqingyao doesn't know what's wrong with it. With a scream, it flies up with its wings.

After a close look, we just saw the silver needles flying all over the sky in the dark night. The real silver needles are mixed with the dim stars, like fireflies one by one, or like ghost fire, which brings a strange color to the already dim night.

The silver needles came from fengqingyao. Just as the black hawk was circling down and clawing her throat, three silver needles came out of her sleeves. The black hawk was close to her. All the three needles hit her, which made her feel painful and fly very high and far away.

But the Black Hawk obviously didn't want to fly away. It hovered in the sky, and its cry was even more miserable. It seemed that it was enraged by fengqingyao, flapping its wings and preparing for the second attack.

Feng Qingyao's eyes are cold. She can't give her a second chance. She jumps on the horse's back, uses her lightness skill, spins in the air and scatters all the silver needles in her hand.

In the dark of lacquer night, Ning Cui raised her eyes and looked at the place. She saw a woman in white with silver needles in her hands, reflecting the dim stars and silver needles.

From a distance, fengqingyao stands in the air like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks.

Rao is Ning Cui, can't help but sigh.

After the first stab, the black hawk was so afraid of the silver needles that he flew East and west to hide. The eagle was the most sensitive animal, and its response was hundreds of times better than that of ordinary people.

Fengqingyao didn't shoot the silver needle for a long time. There is a strong wind in the air. It's not easy to use the silver needle in the wind.

Looking at a fork in front of her, Feng Qingyao's eyes were slightly dark. She fell on the horse again, raised her whip and ran to a crossroad at will.

The Black Hawk saw her galloping, and with a long roar, she dived down from the air and rushed straight to fengqingyao. The black hawk was very fast. Seeing that her sharp claws were about to catch her shoulder, fengqingyao seemed to be ready. Looking back, she raised her whip and pulled it hard at the black Hawk.

The whip knocked off a few of its feathers. The black hawk was hurt, but he became more and more brave. Regardless of the whip in her hand, he rushed forward. Two sharp claws, like a hook, hooked on Feng Qingyao's shoulder. With a long roar, he pulled her down from the horse's back.

Suddenly in the air, fengqingyao endured the pain on her shoulder and her eyes were sharp. She scattered some fine powder from her fingertips. The powder floated with the wind, but the Black Hawk suddenly got restless, shook twice and loosened her claws.

Taking advantage of this time, Feng Qingyao starts to use her lightness skill. She blows the whip up in her hand and falls down from the air.

Fortunately, when she got angry, she just rolled all over the ground. It didn't matter much, but the injury on her shoulder was not so light.

The sharp claw scratched her clothes to pieces. The wound on her shoulder gushed blood. The smell of blood filled the yellow sand. Listening to the wolf barking from far to near, Feng Qingyao's eyes sank.

In the desert, there are many jackals, tigers and leopards. Before the eagle left, there were wolves.

No, fengqingyao raised her eyes and looked around at the light of green. She was shocked. It was not one head, but a group of

With the roar of an eagle, fengqingyao gradually regained her mind and looked around. She was surrounded by seven wolves, big and small. Each wolf stared at her with her eyes, as if she was about to tear her up in the next second.

What is worse than her is the thousand mile horse. When she hears the horse scream, fengqingyao finds that there are three wolves there, biting the poor horse mercilessly. The wound on her neck bursts out a bloody fountain. The strong smell of blood makes the eyes of the wolves around her more fierce.

But without waiting for the wolf to do something, the black eagle hovering in the air could not sit still. With a long cry, he rushed straight to her.

Such a situation, simply can not be worse.

Fengqingyao's eyes are slightly dark. It was Fuliu who just threw them at the black eagle. Fuliu often whispered in her ear that it was dangerous in the world. If something happened to her, she could use it to escape. But it's obvious that Fuliu thought that it would be a fierce man who would make fengqingyao difficult, but now she has to face the black eagle jackal.

It seemed that the enchantment only made the Black Hawk feel uncomfortable for a moment, but it was slower to dive down. Fengqingyao no longer dodged and took out a dagger from her sleeve, which was inlaid with seven precious stones and gave out a huge light in the night.

Seeing the dagger in her hand, Ning Cui was surprised. It was the weapon Qi Linwei often wore. How could it be in her hand.

Speaking of the dagger, fengqingyao gave a bitter smile. When Qi Linwei took her to Beiyan palace, she took it from him unconsciously when she bent over to take her veil.This is to use this to assassinate Qi Linwei, let him give himself a chance of life, but fengqingyao didn't expect that he would really let himself go so easily.

However, Feng Qingyao's eyes were cold. She looked at the black eagle flying towards her, and a sneer came from the corner of her mouth. From the beginning, he didn't want to let her go out alive.

With a stroke of the dagger in his hand, he cut off one of the Black Hawk's claws. This power surprised Feng Qingyao. The dagger in his hand is really a good knife to cut iron like mud.

The Black Hawk lost a paw, and could not help but feel pain. He retreated a few meters, yelled, but rushed up again. Unexpectedly, he would do so. Fengqingyao stepped back, holding a dagger in front of him, and yelled at the Black Hawk: "come on, let you have no way back!"

The sound was so loud that the birds in the mountain were shocked. Even Ning Cui trembled. Just now, Feng Qingyao's anger really scared the wolves.

Feng Qingyao touched the ground and rushed to the direction of the Black Hawk. With a stroke of the dagger in her hand, warm blood splashed on her body. The Black Hawk screamed and finally fell to the ground. After a few convulsions, there was no movement.

The black hawk was dead. Fengqingyao fell to the ground lightly, and a gust of wind came up. Her clothes were blowing, and the dagger in her hand was shining cold.