Unscrupulous Concubine Evil Lord

The moon was completely covered by dark clouds.

The cold wind around suddenly picked up and rolled up the thick withered yellow leaves on the ground, wanting to lift them up.

Xia Chu glanced at the tent and the shadows of the four night watchmen, making sure that none of them would wake up, his eyes moved slightly, and then he looked up at the two people who came out of the forest.

The moonlight had completely disappeared, and she could only see through the flickering firelight.

The man who walked in front was taller than the average man, with broad shoulders, long arms, and strong long legs. He seemed to have a good figure.

However, most of his face was covered by his hair, his chin was unshaven, and he was wearing a shabby black dress. He looked a bit like the second master when he came out of retreat.

He was holding a broken knife in his hand. There were many gaps on the knife, and there were black spots. He didn't know how many people's blood had been infected to make it look like that.

Xia Chuyi felt Huoyun trembling in his cuffs, as if he had met a fun opponent, he was extremely excited.

And the other party's broken knife also trembled, and he didn't know if he knew about Huoyun's existence, or he was excited to be able to have another full meal.

That knife is an ordinary knife, but after drinking too many people's blood and awakening the knife soul, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a demon knife.

Xia Chuyi couldn't help but be dumbfounded in his heart: "Good guy! You're so awesome!"

Everyone in the world pursues magical weapons, and thinks that with peerless magical weapons in hand, I have them in thousands of worlds, and it seems that they will overwhelm their opponents in terms of momentum.

But a real master can even use the softest thing as a deadly weapon.

In Kobuli, there is a saying that flying flowers hurt people and leaves kill people. Here, as long as the strength is strong enough, the spiritual power can be condensed into soldiers, and it is not a problem to move mountains and flat seas.

So at the first glance, Xia Chuyi didn't have to doubt who the visitor was, and the small calculations in his mind were crackling, and he had already begun to calculate her chances of winning.

Behind him is naturally the legendary wine and meat monk who can control the nameless.

It was even uglier than imagined, with small eyes, rosacea, and a big, fat, dark red mouth. He was wearing a yellow monk's robe underneath, and his whole body was full of fat.

Looking at the walking posture, you can tell that it is not a powerful character.Although he has practiced, he is at most a spiritual person. In a real fight, he can't even touch a single strand of that nameless hair.

Xia Chuyi squinted his eyes and looked carefully, with a look of inquiry.

The two stopped ten steps away from her. The monk obviously didn't expect that she would be the only woman outside. He was startled, and then sneered.

Xia Chuyi watched his mouth open, and whispered to the man next to him, "Kill her."

The man didn't nod or respond, but he took a step forward and walked over with the broken knife.

Murderous aura rushed towards his face, blowing the flames flickering and fluttering.

Xia Chu kept staring at him, seeing him stepping straight on the silver needle she had inserted on the outside of the tent, walking towards her as if nothing happened, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Why doesn't this person feel pain?

She brushed off her clothes and stood up, raised her eyes to the man in black and said, "Hey, how about we talk?"

Wuming's eyes were dull, as if he couldn't hear her at all, with a murderous look, he raised his hand and slashed at Xia Chuyi's head.

"what--"

A shrill scream broke through the sky, and all the crows in the surrounding forest flew out with a quack.

Xia Chu bent his knees and slid away from Wuming. Hearing the cry, he looked up and saw the monk standing not far away. There are still a few arrow feathers sticking out of his body, and he is obviously dead.

Those net pockets and arrow feathers were brought by the killers who came to kill them, and they all spat poison. She said that they should be used as waste, and let Feng Luo use those things to install some simple and powerful traps around them.

The monk is also very bad, running around when there is nothing to do, isn't this asking for death?She hasn't asked him how to control Wuming yet!

By the way, nameless!

Xia Chuyi felt a burst of coldness behind him, and immediately jumped forward unsightly, then rolled to the side, and quickly straightened up.

The monk died, but Wuming didn't stop. The moves he used were not fancy, except chopping and slashing, but they seemed to be born with supernatural power, and even a simple movement could be played by him to give a majestic feeling.

She pointed there, jumped and shouted at him: "That man is dead! Don't panic, you don't have to listen to him, can we talk?"

It was only at this moment that Xia Chuyi realized that his usual eloquence was a scumbag in front of this person, as if people from two worlds were communicating.

Hearing that the knife was dodging another blow, she wrinkled her eyes and said helplessly, "Are you from Mars?"

Before the words fell, Xia Chuyi felt a chill on his face, and Xia Chuyi was shocked in his heart - the speed was fast again!

UI.

Xia Chuyi wanted to avoid it, and she was able to dodge it, but at that time, she didn't know if she was out of her mind. She didn't dodge or dodge, just watched the silver light flash, and the blade fell straight down.

Raising his hand subconsciously, the object in his hand was thrown straight out, forming an elegant arc across the nameless elegant arc.

If you want to break fast, you have to be faster than him.

She shot when he was closest to her. With Huo Yun's intelligence and power, she firmly believed that she would be one step faster than him.

However, after throwing the thing in his hand, the other hand felt a scorching temperature and uneasy trembling.

Startled in her heart, she took a closer look, and she suddenly wanted to die.

What she threw out was not Huoyun, it was clearly the sweet potato that she had just held in her hand and hadn't eaten yet!

This time it's really dead, dead, dead...

However, just as she resigned herself to her fate with her eyes closed and waited to die, the nameless knife stopped.

The overwhelming murderous aura caused her forehead hair to be parted to the two sides, and a strand of long hair that floated was cut off and fell faintly.

Even if he really didn't die, the feeling of stepping into the gate of hell at that moment is enough to leave a shadow in his heart for a lifetime.

Xia Chuyi waited for half a second without feeling any pain, quietly opened his closed eyes a crack, and saw that Wuming had put away the knife, and was sitting on the ground...eating sweet potatoes.

She suddenly felt that the world was colorless, everything had no light, and any language had lost its meaning, and there was no expression or movement that could express her mood at this time.

She stood there for three seconds in a daze, and Wuming devoured that huge sweet potato, leaving no skin left.

Seeing him looking up at her after eating, she immediately pointed to the fire and said hastily, "It's still burning inside."

The man threw the knife aside casually, got up and went to the fire, pulled out all the sweet potatoes, and then sat down and ate them, completely ignoring the person he was going to kill standing in front of him.

Xia Chuyi stared at him for a while, resting his chin on one hand and thinking to himself.

This person doesn't seem to be controlled by others, at least after the death of the wine and meat monk, he has nothing to do, and he is completely indifferent.

Then it can't be a relationship between friends or subordinates, it's more like... taking advantage!

Thinking of this, Xia Chuyi immediately took out the unfinished pheasant meat that had been marinated today, and began to roast it on the fire.

Sure enough, the man stopped moving when he saw the person who was eating, and his eyes, black and angry as night, were fixed on the chicken in Xia Chu's hand, and finally there was some slight fluctuation in his eyes.

Xia Chuyi has no doubts, just with that nameless wolf-like expression, even if you hand him a piece of raw chicken, he can chew it raw and eat it right away.

Reaching out and throwing the water bag next to him to him, she tentatively said: "The fire is about to go out, can you add some firewood?"

Wuming obviously wanted to listen to her, but he still sat there without moving.

That expression is like... a child who doesn't understand anything!

Could it be...

A thought flashed through Xia Chuyi's mind. He flipped the chicken with one hand, took the firewood next to him with the other, and said to Wuming, "Add firewood, understand?"

As he spoke, he threw the firewood into the fire.Seeing her move, Wuming took the firewood next to her, and threw it into the fire.

He threw it too hard, knocking up a pile of sparks and dust, choking Xia Chu back again and again, so dazzled that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

After wiping it with a veil, he went to look at Wuming again, and saw that under the reflection of the orange flames, his black and angry eyes were staring at her, as if he was a child who had done something wrong. .

She waved her hand at him and said, "It's okay, you did a good job just now, when you see that the fire is getting smaller, add more firewood to the fire, understand?"

Wuming didn't answer, but Xia Chuyi felt that he should understand.

At first, she wondered what the wine and meat monk used to win over this ruthless killer, but looking at it now, maybe the bond between the two of them that Jin Yuanbao said might be the simple relationship of food.

One is the owner, and the other is the murder weapon.

It might be an exaggeration to say that it is a murder weapon, because for him, maybe he doesn't know what everything he does represents. He probably only knows that after killing someone, he can have something to eat...

Xia Chuyi is very glad that she just put the ecstasy incense in the fire. At first, it was because she was too boring and wanted to have fun alone, afraid that they would interfere.

But now, a bold idea came to her mind, and that idea made her uncontrollably excited.

The chicken was roasted quickly, Xia Chuyi used a plate to remove all the meat from the skewers, and roasted some for him.

"Come on, let's eat."

When she passed the plate, he watched her hesitate for a moment, then took the plate with a jerk, and began to eat violently.

But Xia Chuyi stood up, and while he was eating, he walked slowly behind him, and stretched out his hand towards the back of his head.

"hiss--"

There was a sound of gasping, the blade of the broken knife trembled, and as soon as Xia Chu stepped back, Wuming had already taken the knife and looked at her vigilantly.

Xia Chuyi hurriedly smiled at him: "Don't panic, I'm just checking your body for you, you should eat quickly, I won't touch you anymore."

That Wuming stared at her for a long time, making sure that she would not touch him again, and then resumed eating.

When Xia Chu saw him turn his head away, his smiling face suddenly faded, revealing a serious expression.

As she had expected, there was a swelling on the top of the nameless head, which should have been hit by something or hit by himself.

There was blood congestion in his head, so his intelligence level was like a baby, and he couldn't think independently at all. It made perfect sense for him to be used by that monk.

This person is different from Feng Luo. Feng Luo was sealed with a special seal from the past, and this person became what he is now because of brain damage. If she can cure him...

Chu Xia pursed his lips and smiled, and got up to treat the monk's corpse with corpse powder. The nameless ate his food intently, and he didn't even look at it.

She sprinkled some powder into the fire again, and the shadows of the night watch woke up faintly with their eyes open, rubbing their heads only to feel a splitting headache.

My heart said what happened to them?It's not that he didn't stay overnight, why did he fall asleep today?

Naturally, when they saw a man in black next to the fire, their shocked expressions can be imagined.

I don't know when this person came here. If he made a move on Xia Chuyi, and Xia Chuyi also had an accident because of their negligence, even if they committed suicide and apologized, it would not be enough to atone for the crime!

They turned over and jumped down from the tree, took out their weapons and surrounded Wuming in a circle.

Especially when they saw the blood-stained broken knife, they almost wanted to bite their tongues and kill themselves.

This person is definitely a dangerous person, and he is the kind with a five-star danger rating!

They didn't realize at all that they were going to die, so many years of practicing for nothing!

Yingsan had the most violent temper, and his first reaction when he saw Wuming was to slash him with a knife.

Xia Chuyi next to him didn't stop him, but looked up at them with a smile on his face, and saw Wuming holding the drumstick in one hand, and with the other hand he picked up the big knife next to him with lightning speed, blocking Yingsan's blow go back.

Ying San was so shocked that he took a dozen steps back, but when he stopped to look at it, his fifth-grade spirit knife was cut off by that broken machete with no attributes!

Holding the knife, he froze in place for a moment, then saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and a cold feeling came out from the soles of his feet, instantly making him stiff all over.

His face was livid, and before he saw what happened, he heard Xia Chu say "don't kill him", and when he looked intently, there was no one in front of him.

The man in black was still sitting by the fire, eating chicken legs, as if he had never moved.

The shadows were stunned for a long time, and then they opened their mouths, and asked in a somewhat dull manner: "Miss Xia, who is this person...?"

Xia Chuyi looked at them in astonishment, thinking that the shadow man had fought against Wuming a few times, how could he not even recognize his enemy standing in front of him?

After thinking about it, the shadows seem to say that those who have seen the nameless are dead, and the unrelated people who have not seen the nameless but at the scene of the murder are basically injured and passed out before they can figure out what is going on, so they think No one has ever seen a nameless one.

She was immediately happy, and secretly said, God help me too!

After coughing, she said to several people, "His name is Changhuan, Xia Changhuan."