princess from the underworld

Chapter 247 text 256
Zi Yan stood up straight, no smile at all, and her voice was very indifferent, "What is your purpose?"

She stood up, and suddenly pulled out a soft sword from her waist. Compared with the soft sword of the man in black just now, the one in her hand was softer. She shook it twice, and the soft sword suddenly became softer. Straight, pointing straight at the tip of Ziyan's nose.

One stepped forward, Ziyan dodged sideways, and casually pinched the branch of the crabapple flower that put Panxia in the bottle.

With a few swipes, the red crabapple petals flew like rain, and the crystals with water droplets floated on her face. The air was filled with the fragrance of crabapple. After a while, the branch of crabapple in Ziyan's hand All that was left was a straight stick.

Ziyan flicked it twice, yes, it was cut very well.

With a flash of sword light, it swept past Ziyan's ears, cut off a few strands of black hair from Ziyan, and watched them slowly fall, Ziyan flicked the branch of the crabapple and touched the ground. With the elasticity, she leaped over the thorn The sword that came over tapped the tip of the sword with its toe, and it moved sideways behind her like the wind. Before it had time to react, a crabapple branch that was sharper than the sword fell across her shoulder.

A petal just fell, and it wobbled to the tip of the branch. The crystal water droplets reflected her indifferent face.

"If you want to kill, you have to kill Xi Ting Zun!"

Zi Yan frowned, her purpose seemed to be to kill her, but it didn't look like it, as far as her kung fu was concerned, she probably knew that she couldn't beat herself, and she was able to come here, those black clothes The person is obviously also her person, so it means that she and Xiao Yifeng have a relationship again.

Since she has a relationship with Xiao Yifeng, she must know her identity, but she chose this time to assassinate herself, and she still has the determination to die, which shows how much of a threat she is to her.

She can definitely let those men in black do it, and the chance of success is much higher than doing it herself. After all, if all the men in black do it together when she is not paying attention, she may be so worried about her life.

But—why?

Suddenly, Ziyan had a flash of inspiration, she looked at her cold face, giggled, put away the branch in her hand, Shi Shiran sat down, and drank tea as if no one else was around.

(End of this chapter)