The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 1712 The only chance

The blade is unsheathed.

Under the pitch-black scabbard is a bright and sharp blade engraved with unknown dark lines.

It was still a move without internal strength, but those tricky and ruthless sword moves were enough to relieve Xia Fuyi's pressure.

The fire had been completely extinguished, only the lantern hanging on the carriage was still burning.

In the woods late at night, there were only the crisp sound of swords colliding, and the muffled groans of those masked men from time to time.

When he found that Li Chi's sword moves were enough to protect himself, Xia Fuyi became more reckless when he used his sword.

Every move is sword intent, the blade is not murderous but it is enough to cut a person's skin.

Every sword flower is gorgeous and deadly, and the Zhan Chunfeng that was used on the competition stage has been completely displayed.

In the middle of the night in early winter, it seemed as if a spring breeze was really blowing in. The girl's clothes were flying like snow waves, but even the hem of her clothes was sharp and indestructible enough to cut through the sound of the wind.

She wasn't injured much, but blood flowed out from the wound continuously, staining her white clothes red.

Amidst the gradually spreading blood, the girl's eyes were set off to become even more murderously cold.

Not far away, the master of the Tianji Gate had been standing silently under the tree. This bloody and chaotic battle seemed to be just a painting in his eyes, and he admired it calmly and without emotion.

It wasn't until Xia Fuyi was injured again that he said lightly,
"stop."

The voice was not loud, but everyone stopped all actions as forbidden.

The wind blew the smell of blood all over the ground, Xia Fuyi turned to look at him vigilantly under the dim light.

The door owner also looked at her, and said calmly after a while,

"He hired you to be his bodyguard, but he didn't buy your life."

"Xia Fuyi, are you going to sacrifice your life for him for short-term food, clothing and shelter?"

The girl was about to speak when a faint voice came from behind her,

"He's right."

Xia Fuyi was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look. l
The silver-masked man just put away the sword in his hand, lowered his head and choked out a mouthful of blood.

Xia Fuyi immediately took two steps forward nervously, Li Chi wiped his lips, looked up at her, and repeated in a flat tone,
"He's right. You don't need to sacrifice your life for me. Our employment relationship is over. You can go with them."

Xia Fuyi gritted his teeth and stared at him for a while, at this moment, the door master suddenly drew the sword of the person beside him, and walked forward slowly.

Xia Fuyi immediately turned around, and stood with the horizontal sword in front of Li Chi, staring straight at the approaching sect master.

"Step aside."

The man stopped in front of her and looked down at her.

Xia Fuyi didn't speak, but stood motionless, without any intention of obeying orders.

The man said lightly,
"You know, I only give you one chance."

"You and I lived together in Qingshi Palace for five years. It's only enough for me to stop once. There will be no next time."

Xia Fuyi listened silently, still motionless.

The man nodded,

"it is good."

He took a step back, turning around and attacking again.

More people poured out from the jungle, Xia Fuyi almost wondered if he brought everyone from the Tianji Gate here.

Just to kill Li Chi?But Li Chi, a native of Chiwei, has any deep hatred for him, the master of the Tianji Sect who always lives in Feihua City?
There are many questions in her heart, but her reality does not allow her to think more.

Xia Fuyi soon became red-eyed, and the whole forest was filled with her ubiquitous sharp murderous aura.

Without any reservations, all her internal strength and sword moves are poured out, what she once learned at Tianji Sect, and what she later learned with Taixu, although they are not from the same vein, they are seamlessly integrated by her.

The bark of the tree was cracked, the soil on the ground was turned up and splashed by the sword energy, and thick blood shot out from the cut skin of the masked man, splashing on her snow-white face.

And her gaze is like this ubiquitous murderous aura, enclosing this space airtight, and all those in it are her unavoidable and mortal prey.

(End of this chapter)