Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss Chapter 403: The lord grabs his wife! (2)

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The scimitar smashed at the two directly with a sharp piercing sound.

After making a few gestures, Bai Ye and Fu Sheng realized that the two attacked by no means at all. They only knew to inject internal force and slash with the sharpness of the machete.

In front of the two of them, how could this kind of Xiao Xiao who was not at the early stage of Wu Zun an opponent?

Seeing that the opponent's offensive was over, Bai Ye immediately kicked it over!

A muffled noise!

As soon as the man's scimitar retracted, Bai Ye lifted his flying foot and kicked on his waist again.

Boom——

She took a kick with 70% of the internal strength, they were unable to resist, whizzing backwards and flying out, falling heavily to the ground, splashing a large piece of mud.

Bai Ye walked a few steps forward, seeing that the man still wanted to get up, and lazily patched up his foot, and finally stepped on the man's wrist.

"Wow!! Don't step on...Don't step on..."

The man was in pain, his hand was loose, Bai Ye took it when the scimitar fell, and with a wave of his backhand, he put it on his neck.

With a kick, and with a scream, Fu Sheng got the other guy down.

His hands are not as gentle as Bai Ye, the other party is holding his right leg on the ground and grinning with pain, obviously a bone is broken.

Bai Ye looked at the sturdy man trembling desperately under the scimitar, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? What are you trying to do with us?"

The man wanted to be stiff, he stubbed his neck and pretended to be furious: "Kill if you want to kill, what nonsense!"

Fu Sheng said with a smile: "It looks like a tough guy, do you want me to help?"

Well, he was simply worried that Bai Ye had never done anything like torture to extract a confession, so he wanted to do it for him.

Who knows, Bai Ye didn't even give him a look, and smiled directly at the man: "Isn't it too cheap to kill you? It caused me to lie on the cold ground and pretend to sleep for so long, shouldn't you? Compensation?"

The man on the ground couldn't help but stared at this seemingly beautiful and gentle woman.

If it hadn't been for a knife in his neck, he would have sweared a long time ago.

Mom! Obviously she wants to pretend to sleep and deceive people, but she is so shameless to make them make compensation so rightly? !

These can only be cursed in his heart, he now dare not talk nonsense, he can only stare bitterly at Bai Ye.

Bai Ye didn't care about his gaze at all, smiled and lowered the scimitar in his hand, then down again...

Fu Sheng watched her movements with a black line on his face, and felt that his worry just now was unnecessary. This woman is simply more handy than anyone else...

At this time, she bound the man's hands on top of his head, and pressed his legs with one knee, the scimitar moved with the hands, and slid down towards him.

"Want to take a woman away? I will make you no longer able to walk on the sidewalk!"

Seeing that Baiye picked up the knife and fell a few inches to end the strong man’s life, the man next to him hugged his legs and yelled weakly: "Stop it, let’s say it’s not alright!"

Bai Ye's hand holding a scimitar stopped abruptly, and with a movement of his ears, it was known that Gu Yannuo and the others were awake.

Without waiting for her to signal, Fu Sheng seemed to know what she was going to say, turned around and walked into the tent, and then he walked out again when it was quiet again.

The man with the broken leg shed fine beads of sweat, and said with a trembling: "This is the territory of our Huo Huo tribe. In recent days, it has been the day when our lord robs his wife. He found a girl under thirty with a good butt. Just drag it back..."

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth twitched, what a bad condition, who said that a big **** is good for life! ?

"How many wives are your lord?"

"Five..."

"Five?"

"Eighteen..."

"Whether it is five or eighteen!"

"Fifty-eight..."

"!!!"