Concubine's elegance is peerless

Chapter 12 The Weak Woman
The man wanted to throw Rong Xueyi out with a flick of his hand. Originally, she wished to be separated from him earlier, but at this moment, their bodies were in mid-air. If they separated, she would probably be thrown into pieces mud.

She stretched out her hand immediately, and immediately hugged the man's neck tightly.

"Damn idiot!" The man cursed angrily.

Rong Xueyi didn't care about him at this time, she was flexible, her feet were directly wrapped around his waist, even if the man wanted to throw her away, he couldn't throw her away for a while.

The man cursed again, his figure spun extremely fast in the air, barely stood still, and slashed at the two of them with a few knives.

After the man stood firm, he threw Rong Xueyi away with such force that Rong Xueyi fell dizzy.

But before she recovered, she heard a few muffled groans. When she struggled to sit up from the ground, there were corpses lying all over the ground, and the man stood there with disheveled clothes and a knife in his hand.

She was stunned for a moment. When she was thrown away just now, the killers were still standing there holding their knives, but in the blink of an eye, they became corpses all over the place. Even in the heyday of her previous life, she might not be able to do it. The man's force value is really high to the violent table.

By now, Rong Xueyi already understood that these people were probably here to kill the man. She was a secret agent in her previous life, and the feeling was too strong, thinking that those people were here to kill her. This matter was just a misunderstanding.

The man in front of her stood there in a snow-colored brocade gown embroidered with clouds and dark patterns. His handsome face was bloodthirsty and murderous. A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes fell on her body with a half-smile, but it made her feel terrified.

The man approached her step by step, and the huge murderous aura hit her, making her unable to move. His feet seemed to be stepping on the tip of her heart step by step, and she screamed inwardly.

She has seen a person with a strong aura, but she has never seen a person with such a strong aura. He is obviously an extremely handsome man who looks like a monster, but he exudes an aura like Shura, coquettish, noble, Ruthless.

The man's blade moved slightly, and Rong Xueyi knew something was wrong, if she was in good health, she could still fight him, but in this situation, she would obviously suffer if a fight really happened.

She was thinking of countermeasures quickly in her mind, and she seemed to think of something, so she burst into tears without hesitation.

Her cry was loud and penetrating, revealing endless grievances.

The man saw her stern look before, but he didn't expect that she would cry as soon as she said it, and then realized that she was just a teenage girl. He frowned slightly, his eyes full of impatience: " Don't think I'll let you go if you cry!"

Rong Xueyi didn't care about face in order to save her life, she cried and said, "What kind of skill is it for a big man to bully a weak woman!"

"Are you a weak woman?" the man asked with a dark face.

Rong Xueyi's face was covered with tears and snot: "I'm not a weak woman, what am I?"

The man was dumbfounded, he came from a noble family, he had seen countless times, and all kinds of opponents were ignored, but this was the first time he met an opponent like Rong Xueyi.

He snorted coldly and turned slightly sideways. At this moment, Rong Xueyi, who was lying on the ground and could not move, suddenly jumped up, kicked the big knife in his hand, threw him back, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck. Her force value is not as good as that of a man's, but when it comes to close-up pulse, she is by no means inferior to a man's. Her other hand directly slapped the man's face.

(End of this chapter)