Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 11: Bloody hell

Although Zhu Qinghong was poor and his family didn't have much money, his life was not cheap. If he and this inhuman red-clothed woman were to suffer, it would be a big loss.

So at the moment when the black nails of the woman in red were about to catch Qinghong's wrist bone, he swiftly and nimbly swung the blade of the sword. for a moment.

Ah...

The woman in red screamed in pain, and Shengxue's pale wrist quickly retracted, and her body also flew back two meters quickly, and the distance between Qinghong and Qinghong was once again opened.

After the three-stroke melee fight just now, although Qinghong had a slight advantage, he was also frightened into a cold sweat by the opponent's back and forth without a trace.

Although having a mahogany sword by his side gave him a certain advantage in terms of weapons, the desperate fighting style of the woman in red still made Qinghong a little bit unbearable.

If it wasn't for Qinghong's extraordinary reaction speed due to the years of training, then her claw that killed everything just now probably killed Qinghong.

At this moment, seeing her fly back a few meters, Qinghong also hurriedly took a few steps back in shock, and after standing still, he looked at the woman in red in front of him with horror.

Since her back was facing the gate of Soul Yin Palace at this time, the cold moonlight outside the gate just shone straight on the back of the woman in red, stretching her already slender shadow even longer.

"Huh."

Seeing this, Qinghong couldn't help wondering in his heart: "She actually has a shadow?"

That shows that she is not some tangible and intangible ghost!

But judging from the fact that she is so afraid of Taomu Jian, it seems that she is not a normal person who should react!

Looking at her wrist that was scratched by the mahogany sword earlier, there is a trace of black air permeating from the wound, but the blood that is reasonable does not appear, which is really puzzling .

When Qinghong moved his eyes to her face, he finally saw the true face of the woman in red.

This person's appearance is actually very handsome, with a small pointed face and a small cherry-like mouth, and his curvy figure is also very tall and outstanding, which has the same style and charm as the Miao girls in Western Hunan.

A fine oval face, with a petite nose and creamy skin, eyes with double eyelids and two faint crescent eyebrows, the whole face can be said to be quite beautiful.

However, what is puzzling is that under such a beautiful face, it is so pale that there is no trace of blood, and the eyes are so empty that there is no light.

But the most surprising thing is the aura around her.

If it is because she has form, quality and shadow, then it can be ruled out that she is a ghost.

However, under the scrutiny of Zhu Youqi's Wangqi technique, she can clearly observe the aura on her body that does not belong to strangers.

A dark and gloomy chill permeated her whole body, with a hint of chilling, and it was as cold as the iceberg snow girl.

And most importantly, on her shoulders and on top of her head, there are no three normal fires of true yang, so at least it can be concluded that she is not a living person!

While Qinghong was looking at her, the woman in red was also staring at Qinghong with her expressionless eyes.

When the eyes of the two met, the corner of the woman in red's mouth flashed the indifferent and heartless smile before.

The sneer on her face hadn't froze yet, she had already lightly tapped her foot again, and her whole body rushed towards Qinghong as softly as fluff.

The five fingers in the palm even swipe in the air, like the ghost claws of the ghost, with black air, they go straight to Qinghong's throat, look at this posture, they intend to lock the throat with a move.

However, Zhu Qinghong is not a vegetarian either, because he didn't know much about the situation on the Qingshiban Road before, so he was terribly frightened by her when he was defenseless.

But now that she is not a ghost, the fear in her heart is of course greatly reduced in an instant.

Immediately, he laid the mahogany sword across his chest in a leisurely manner, and after the woman in red floated a little closer, he quickly stabbed heavily at her heart with a sword.

Anyway, he already knew that she was not a living person, so even if he killed her on the spot, it would not be a crime.

The so-called one inch is long and one inch is strong, the ghost claws of the woman in red are still some distance away from Qinghong, but the mahogany sword in Qinghong's hand is already on the verge of piercing her chest.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Qinghong felt a burst of complacency for no reason, the corners of his mouth even slightly raised, and a triumphant smile gradually emerged on his face.

Unfortunately, the next second, Qinghong's smile froze on his face.

After the mahogany sword in his hand pierced the body of the woman in red at a speed visible to the naked eye, the power on his arm seemed to have pierced the air, without any hindrance at all. All the power disappeared in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea. not see.

After being startled, he fixed his eyes again, and there was no trace of the woman in red in front of him.

It was clear that a sword stabbed her body just now, but in the end it just stabbed an afterimage of her?

It was just a moment of stupefaction~IndoMTL.com~Zhu Qinghong immediately felt a chill coming from his back, and he knew that the woman in red must have transformed into a sneak attack from behind.

Shocked in his heart, he quickly and nimbly rolled forward on the spot, avoiding the sneak attack from behind the woman in red just as Qian Jun shot.

After rolling a few meters away, I looked back in a hurry, but there was no figure of the woman in red at the place where I was standing just now, and it was replaced by only an inexplicable chill.

It was only this time that Zhu Qinghong really realized the power of this woman in red.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's body skills have reached such a level that he looks like a ghost, or is this person a ghost at all?

After reading, Zhu Qinghong jumped up from the ground like a carp, with the mahogany sword in his hand across his chest, making a posture of returning the sword to defend himself.

His eyes kept scanning around, trying to find the trace of the woman in red.

However, to his disappointment, it seemed that the woman in red was no longer visible in the entire hall at this time, and she could not even sense her breath.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was frightened just now, Qinghong almost suspected that he was hallucinating.

After looking around again for a long time, after confirming that there was no trace of the woman in red, Qinghong relaxed a little, and walked slowly towards Wu Longwang and Ma San.

At this time, the Wulong King and Ma San had reached the most critical moment of detoxification. The golden silkworm natal Gu kept moving under the surface of Ma San's skin. The speed was not too fast, and it was clearly visible under the dim oil lamp.

Wulong King still closed his eyes tightly, as if an old monk had settled down. Although the fighting in the main hall was so fierce just now, it didn't seem to have affected his state of mind in the slightest.