The girl's voice was full of despair and weeping, and the white face was full of tears. However, the man's eyes did not linger on her face for a moment, just looked at the white line that was not obvious at the girl's feet.
The distance between the white line and the girl's toes is only half a finger, and that is the distance between the two fingers, which determines the girl's life.
The man suddenly turned his head. There was no expression on his handsome face. He said in a cold voice, "she has entered the Xiaoyao valley."
When you enter Xiaoyao Valley, you are in the state of China. No one can commit it.
The pursuers thought that this man would be more interesting to hand over the man in front of them, but when they saw the man's reaction, they knew that they could not understand the matter. At present, they didn't say a word of nonsense, raised their weapons and rushed to the man.
Standing in place, the man's eyes are calm and wave free, looking at hundreds of people coming from the rush, and his thin lips open gently.
"Those who commit Chinese crimes cannot be forgiven!"
In an instant, his figure disappeared in the sight of all, but in a blink of an eye, blood exploded in front of the girl.
It's like an abnormal dream. The cold light is like lightning. It shuttles hundreds of people. It's the time when one person's head falls to the ground.
The young girl couldn't believe her eyes. The pursuers were not ordinary soldiers, but elite. Otherwise, the guards under her would not have been defeated so badly. She just asked the man for help, but it was a subconscious reaction in the desperate situation. She never thought that there was anyone in the world who could kill hundreds of elite soldiers alone.
But in a flash, hundreds of pursuers died and half were injured. Those people didn't realize when death was coming, and their companions fell into a pool of blood.
Under the bloody atmosphere, fear grew. The rest of the pursuers knew they were invincible and retreated quickly, leaving dead bodies all over the place.
When the pursuer disappeared, the man who was covered in blood returned to his previous position, and there was a drop of blood hanging on the tip of his knife.
Without saying a word, he turned his head to the big tree beside him, ready to go back to his post.
The girl who woke up from the shock couldn't believe that she survived. She looked at her feet with a pale face, and then found that there was a light white line in front of her feet.
This white line saved her life.
Suddenly, the girl who woke up hurriedly got up and ran in the direction of the man. She was frightened. Now she subconsciously thought that as long as she followed the man, she would be safe. Even if the man didn't look at her, she jumped on the towering tree directly, and she didn't leave. She just squatted under the tree silently and curled up in fear.
Half a day later, a handsome man with a scar on his face rode out of the Xiaoyao Valley on a horse. As soon as he reached the entrance of the Xiaoyao Valley, he saw the bloody battlefield not far away.
"I'll go, Yang Jian. You're fighting again?" Scar man took a breath of cold air and turned to look at the towering tree on one side.
With the sound of his voice, Yang Jian, who stayed in the tree to guard, jumped down from a place ten meters high and landed steadily on the ground.
"Well." Yang Jian answered lightly.
Meng Fusheng was a little confused. The Chinese state was just established. The monsoon smoke made them guard the entrance of Xiaoyao Valley in turn to prevent accidents. However, it was peaceful during this period of time. Not long ago, a group of bold bounty hunters tried to steal into Xiaoyao Valley, and all of them were killed outside the valley by Yang Jian. Unexpectedly Today, another group of unlucky people came to our door.