Chapter 46

Nun Jingshu is jealous of evil. It is said that her biological brother was killed by people in the demon sect.

Whenever there were signs, she would use a knife and a gun, so as not to be irritable.

Therefore, as soon as she played, the face of the person who was originally playing was a little pale.

Many leaders present disdained to go on the stage, who were better than nun Jingshu in martial arts. They were almost as good as her or less worried about her cruel means.

After all, the purpose of choosing Wulin alliance today is to eliminate the evil cult. It's not good to kill each other.

For a moment, no one came to meet.

At this time, the white soft sedan chair suddenly came slowly from the sky, and a low, husky male voice suddenly came into his ears: "decent people are really a waste. They can't even beat a woman. Don't give it to me, Wulin alliance leader."

As soon as the voice fell, a man in red and black hair shawl appeared on the challenge arena in an instant.

The crow's long black hair like satin is scattered behind his head, his face is exquisite, and his eyes are like a hook, but the red lips are as ruddy as blood, which is a bit more feminine than men, but a bit more enchanting than women. What a unique thing.

This is the great protector of the demon sect, silver charm.

Abbess Jingshu shouted, "stop, evil."

Yinmei didn't think much of Nun Jingshu's scolding. Instead, she smiled with her thin lips covered. Her eyes were slightly picked, the waves were bright, and her long sleeves were slightly agitated. Her eyes were as tender as green, and her fingers covered her lips as red as blood. She said softly and tenderly, "why is nun so irritable? Is it because of the lack of man's moisture? The rise of yin and the decline of Yang ~ hehe ~"

These words are very vulgar. It's almost clear that abbess Jingshu wants to be dissatisfied.

Nun Jingshu has been practising in the Jianghu for decades. For the first time, she was so insulted, and the other party was still a man. She was angry for a moment, shouted and started directly.

With that, as soon as the mietian sword came out, it stabbed at the silver charm's neck.

Silver Charm gently touched her toes, then her body faded back, her eyes were slightly bent, and continued to ridicule and say, "nun, it's my fault to be angry from shame. Look at me. What's the truth? Nun, I'm sorry!"

These words are more explicit than not saying. The more they are described, the more chaotic they are. Nun Jingshu's face is red. It can be seen that she is angry.

Nun Jingshu's face became colder and harder, and her hands became more and more fierce. Although Yin Mei's Kung Fu was not weak, she was confronted by nun Jingshu who had been in the Jianghu for more than ten years. In addition, nun Jingshu was angry by him, and her attack became more and more fierce. Although Yin Mei's mouth was still ridiculed, her hands were gradually overwhelmed, showing a decline, and there were no ten moves, Will fail.

Nun Jingshu naturally can see things that people can see. She is more fierce under her hands. One move is faster than another, and one move is more cruel than another. Nun Jingshu raised her long sword and went straight to Yinmei's chest.

The light of the sword flashed, and Yinmei secretly screamed. He wanted to destroy the prestige of these so-called decent people in Japan, but he didn't expect that he would lose the enemy and turn here. Yinmei secretly screamed in his heart.

But!

Yinmei waited for a long time, but the imaginary sword didn't stab him. When she opened her eyes, she saw a little girl in white robe blocking him and holding the sky killing sword with her bare hands.

A thick layer of dark ice has long been condensed at the place where the palm of the hand is connected with the sky killing sword.

At this time, the little girl suddenly turned back, smiled at him, sipped the corners of her mouth, revealed two deep dimples, smiled and said, "are you okay!"

The little girl is simple and lovely. When she smiles, her eyes are slightly curved, like crescent moons. She looks naive and brilliant. Even if Yinmei kills people like this, she was killed instantly. She couldn't help nodding and said, "I'm fine."

"It's all right." Jiujiu smiled and said, "it's all right. While you stand, I'll fight with the old nun."

Yinmei was stunned and looked at Jiujiu subconsciously.

He and the little girl had always tasted all his life. Why did she help herself, the great devil that everyone shouted and beat? Silver charm had strong doubts in her heart, but it was only a moment. After seeing the thick black ice in Jiujiu's hand, she knew it instantly.

Cold ice palm is a secret that Miao people don't pass on. I'm afraid it's the Pearl in the palm of the sect leader. It's medicine.

"Thank you for your help."

"How clever." Jiujiu didn't expect that Yin Mei could guess her identity with cold ice palm, and couldn't help praising her.

Nun Jingshu thought it was safe to kill Yinmei, but she didn't expect to kill a Cheng Yaojin on the way. She saved Yinmei. Her face sank in an instant and said in a harsh voice: "demon girl."

With that, he pulled out the sky killing sword from Jiujiu's hand and stabbed Jiujiu again.

Buddhist people should have been merciful, but nun Jingshu couldn't let go of her brother's affairs. When she saw that Jiujiu had saved Yinmei, she directly killed Jiujiu.

Jiujiu tiptoed lightly and flew to one side lightly. A smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. Coupled with her naive and lovely face, Jiujiu's voice was clear and sweet. With the innocence of the little girl who didn't know the world: "abbess, it's bad. I've never killed or done harm to you. Why do you say I'm a witch? If you want to be like this, I'll be angry."

The last sentence, Jiujiu's tone was sharp, and her eyes looked straight at abbess Jingshu with evil spirit.

Although Jiujiu's tone was sharp, her voice was too soft, but it didn't sound convincing. Nun Jingshu ignored it directly and continued to scold: "witch, if you leave now, I'll let you live, otherwise, hum..."

"I said, if you call me a witch again, I'll be angry." Jiujiu's smiling cheek sank instantly. Her eyes were black, like a deep pool, her fingers were slightly open, and a group of colorful moths flew directly towards nun Jingshu.

People do not know who shouted: "colorful moths."

Everyone covered their mouths and noses and kept away from the challenge arena.

Abbess Jingshu held her breath and cut off the colorful moth under the sword. She scolded, "colorful moth, you are really a demon girl in Miao."