Flower Master in the City Chapter 2213: What is your value?

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After a sword frightened the red-shirted woman back, the white-robed woman returned her sword to its sheath, and continued to stand silently on the side of the hall, as if she had never taken a shot.

The King of Chambord was so proud that he couldn't help but smiled at the woman in the red shirt: "Fairy Fragrant, can you consider this king's suggestion now?"

"Unexpectedly, the little country of Chambord is hiding the dragon and the tiger." The red-shirted woman snorted and looked at the king of Chambord and said: "However, you are still too naive, even if you can hold me, the Holy Church will not If there is any compromise with you, you still have to die."

"No way, what you say is also the incense ambassador of the ten thousand fire sect. The weight is definitely not light, right." The King of Chambord chuckled lightly and said meaningfully: "Furthermore, you choose the country of Chambord As the place where the demon beacon reignites, don’t you just want to steal the king’s divine incense formula? Without divine incense, your plan to reignite the sect of the fire will be greatly reduced."

"You!" The woman in the red shirt knew that she had indeed misguided. She had acted too eagerly before. As a result, she fell into this person's calculations step by step. Now it's really hard to get out.

"So, don't waste time." The King Shambord became impatient. "The three of you have a good talk. Whoever bids a higher price will be helped by the king. If you delay, this first incense can The burning is about to be over, when you just want to talk, there is no chance."

The woman in the red shirt only noticed at this time that the twelve palace ladies had begun to slowly pour their twelve kinds of spices into the incense burner. The subtle flames burned finely, and there was more silk in the hall. The complex and thin fragrance.

"Anyway, sooner or later, you will find revenge on the ethereal immortal gate, so you might as well try the knife with you two first!" After the red shirt woman hesitated for a while, two small knives appeared in the sleeves, and she looked at Sun Xinxin and Ning coldly. Jie the two.

Ning Jie sighed and said, "You know that this is his strategy, but you actually followed his mind. It's so stupid."

"Stop talking nonsense!" The red-shirted woman has a thick face and did not break her defenses because of Ning Jie's words. "If you only have to talk about it, then obediently be a stepping stone to my sacred revival plan. Right."

Sun Xinxin couldn't help but said at this time: "After you are sure to kill us, this king will fulfill the agreement? Since he can make a mistake once, why do you think he won't make a mistake the second time?"

The woman in the red shirt couldn't help but waver again when she heard this, and looked at the King of Chambord suspiciously.

"Believe it or not." The King of Chambord still had the lively expression, "Anyway, you are already under the control of this king. I have time, but you don't."

While speaking, the conversation turned, and he picked up again: "Furthermore, your Wanhuo Sect does not have any enmity with this king, but you have different hatreds from the ethereal fairy gate. You have to kill all of them, don't you think about this?"

The woman in the red shirt is obviously not a firm-minded person. At this moment, she hesitated again, and then made a decision. She squeezed the swords in her hands and rushed towards Sun Xinxin and Ning Jie.

Ning Jie shook her head and said to Sun Xinxin: "Sister Xin, you have insufficient combat experience. Take a step back and let me deal with her."

Sun Xinxin knows that she is not a material for fighting, and her talent in that area is really not high. Instead of causing trouble to his teammates, it is better to step aside, at least not to hold back.

Ning Jie didn’t have any weapons to take advantage of. She stared at the knife in the hand of the woman in the red shirt. After avoiding the blade, she turned around and slammed a hand knife to the back of the opponent’s neck. .

The woman in the red shirt snorted, she couldn't help but staggered a few steps, her face darkened, she turned her body against Ning Jie and counted the knives again, the blade was as dense as rain.

Ning Jie didn't fight with her, but kept evading and retreating to catch suitable fighters.

"Did the ethereal immortal gate teach you the vague steps?" The red-shirted woman became more furious and couldn't help cursing: "Or you don't have the guts to fight with me, just dodge?"

Ning Jie was not fooled, and said lightly: "This kind of aggressive approach is useless to me, and I don't know how to dodge, how can I know when to fight back? Blindly stiff, that's a foolish man."

"The mouth is very powerful, but I don’t know if your posture is so powerful." The red-shirted woman suddenly threw the two small knives in her hand out, and with a sharp whistling sound, she swept directly towards Ning Jie’s face. .

Although Ning Jie was a little surprised, she was not frightened. On the contrary, she tapped her toes to raise her body skills to a new level and avoided the past with ease.

"Look at how long you can hide!" The red-shirted woman directly turned the two small knives into flying knives, and pinched them to squeeze Ning Jie. The speed was swift and spinning like electricity.

In a short while, the two throwing knives became four, and the four became eight again... In the entire hall, apart from the scent of fragrance, there were dozens of flying knives that swept through the air. Among.

"It seems that your limit is thirty-two flying knives." Ning Jie's figure is almost invisible, but her voice is still steady, like walking in a leisurely courtyard.

The red-shirted woman's forehead is gradually dripping with sweat. It seems that she is struggling with class education, but she refuses to admit defeat: "I have countless throwing knives, thirty-two are enough to carve you into flesh. Mud!"

Because of some unpleasant experiences in the past, Ning Jie has developed a restrained and forbearing temperament, and has never been arrogant. Back then, I was only trying to save the summer, which was an impulse.

After Ye Yumei's special training, she became a bit more vicious and calm. When fighting against people, she likes to make decisions and then move, and then kill the enemy with one shot.

For example, now, the reason why Ning Jie only dodges and does not fight back is to test out the limits of the woman in the red shirt and make sure that she has no back-hands before deciding to fight back.

"Are you so poor? That's my turn." Ning Jie smiled faintly, and flew up and down with a cold air between her palms, and then took the thirty-two flying knives to the ice. It was crushed into ice scum.

The woman in the red shirt was shocked. Before she recovered, Ning Jie pinched her neck.

"Let go, let me go!" The woman in the red shirt struggled and shouted: "Quickly let me go!"

Ning Jie said coldly: "If your skills are not as good as others, then you should be willing to bet."

There was a hint of panic in the eyes of the woman in the red shirt, and she hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me, I surrender."

"That's right." Ning Jie smiled and let go of her hand, and threw the woman in the red shirt on the ground. She didn't bother to look at it again, but turned to look at the King of Chambord: "You have watched enough. It’s time for us to settle the bill."

The King of Chambord smiled and clapped his hands: "Wonderful, really wonderful, it's worthy of being out of the ethereal fairy gate, but unfortunately, are you sure you won?"

Ning Jie hadn't realized what he meant by what he said. There was a gust of wind behind her. The woman in the red shirt appeared behind her, and a small knife stabbed her back.

"Hmph, bitch, dare to leave your back to the enemy, aren't you looking for death!" The red-shirted woman succeeded in a blow, and couldn't help but laughed, "The people of the ethereal fairy gate are really stupid as pigs, my saint The sect to teach you is the enemy of life and death, you let me go, but I will not miss the opportunity. Hahaha."

Smiling, the woman in the red shirt suddenly felt something, so the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Have you finished laughing, are you laughing enough?" Ning Jie narrowed her eyes slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

"You, why are you okay!" The woman in the red shirt realized that there was something wrong, and when she lowered her head, she found that the knife she thought had pierced Ning Jie's heart, only the hilt was left.

Ning Jie sighed: "I wanted to save your life, but unfortunately you don't cherish it, so you can't blame me."

"Wait, wait, it's all a mistake...ah!" Before she finished speaking, Ning Jie slapped the woman in the red shirt with a palm, and directly blasted her out.

The woman in the red shirt was terrified. When she thought she was dead, she touched her hand and found that she was unharmed. She couldn't help but laugh again: "Hahaha, your palms are so weak and weak. It’s just that."

Ning Jie looked at her blankly, saying nothing.

"Hmph, what to pretend, I will kill your companion first and make you regret it for life!" The woman in the red shirt raised her eyes and found that she had just fallen to Sun Xinxin's side. She couldn't help laughing, and this time her sleeves flew away. A long sword was taken out, and when it fell in his hands, it slashed at the defenseless Sun Xinxin.

Sun Xinxin was really taken aback, and subconsciously raised her hand to parry.

"Dare to use your hand to block the sword, you are too stupid." The red shirt woman laughed mockingly.

"Boom!"

The long sword of the woman in the red shirt accurately slashed Sun Xinxin's hands, but she did not get the result she wanted.

Sun Xinxin used her aura to form an invisible barrier where she crossed her hands, and resisted the long sword.

"How is this possible!" The woman in the red shirt is really unacceptable. If she loses to Ning Jie, she can still persuade herself one or two. Now she can't even cut Sun Xinxin, who looks extremely weak, and her self-confidence immediately collapsed. Up.

"You are the only one who is really stupid and hopelessly stupid." Ning Jie said with a sneer, "However, this is the last time you have been stupid."

The woman in the red shirt hadn’t understood yet, she suddenly felt something, her eyes were suddenly filled with horror, she was about to say something, a chill gushing out from her dantian, and instantly swept all over her body, just half In less than a second, the whole person was frozen into an ice sculpture, and then burst into pieces and disappeared without a trace.

"She asked for this, Sister Xin, you don't have to be sad." Ning Jie saw that Sun Xinxin was depressed and couldn't help but console her.

Sun Xinxin smiled, and said to Ningjie: "I am not that vulnerable. Some people are completely responsible for themselves and are not worthy of sympathy. I have already understood this as early as the year when I met summer."

"That's good." Ning Jie knew that Sun Xinxin was kind-hearted, and she was afraid that she would overflow with sympathy, but she was worried.

"Okay, very good, very good!" King Chambord watched the scene, his whole person excited, and pointed at Ning Jie and Sun Xinxin: "Congratulations, you won the opportunity to negotiate with this king."

"You really have a big problem with your brain." Ning Jie glanced at her disdainfully, "Since the people of the Ten Thousand Fire Sect are dead, what do you think you are worth to us?"

The King of Chambord heard this, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes became gloomy.