Concubine is always vicious

Chapter 6

With incredible speed, the rusty wood-like bones could easily pierce Ning Zhiyuan's chest.Although An Huan had experienced countless storms, she was still speechless in surprise.Ning Zhiyuan stared at the little girl with wide eyes, "You..." As if the strength in his body was drained for an instant, he slowly fell to the ground.

It was only then that An Huan realized that after a few days of physical strengthening, her physical agility was slightly improved compared to before. Picking up a white bone on the ground, she stabbed at the little girl's chest without looking at it.

However, with a "pop", the white bones were like rotten wood, smashed into pieces piece by piece.The little girl looked at her with dark green eyes, pulled the bone away from Ning Zhiyuan's chest, faced her, and slowly lifted it up.

"Damn you." The little girl said, the bones were still quite a distance away, but when An Huan tried to dodge, the bones had already touched the bottom of her throat, as long as the little girl moved slightly, her larynx would definitely be pierced .

An Huan was so nervous that she could barely breathe, she stared at the little girl unwillingly, she had achieved nothing after time travel, did she just fall into reincarnation like this?

But what is strange is that the white bone fingered in her throat has not moved, and after a while, the little girl's shrill voice was heard again, "Damn you, but I can't kill you now." After finishing speaking After that, she seemed to sigh, and then the bones withdrew. An Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't see the fierce look in the little girl's eyes.

The little girl didn't know how she got back into the grid made of bones, and began to dance happily again. She escaped from death inexplicably, and An Huan felt extremely uncomfortable all over her body. stop bleeding.Ning Zhiyuan's already weak body was weightless lying in her arms because of excessive bleeding, as if he would die at any moment.

"Bastard, bring the medicine, save him, save him." An Huan yelled at the little girl.

"Save him?" The little girl giggled, and continued to dance her bone dance happily, "Why should I save him?" She was like a deformed product, and she exuded amazing resentment all over her body, "If you can Kill all the people here, and I will save him. Otherwise, both you and him will die?"

"What?" An Huan asked in horror.

The little girl's body stopped suddenly, and she walked between An Huan and the group of people like a gust of wind, and said loudly, "Welcome to the first cave of Shura in Daxie Temple. I am your coach, Youlu."

Dajiao Temple, it really is Dajiao Temple. 36 The first cave, the hell on earth, the Shura of blood.An Huan's heart trembled, and she was extremely desperate.

Then I heard Youlu, who seemed to have some kind of magical power in her voice, said again, "The game begins. The brave one wins when you meet in a narrow road, kill it, only killing can make your blood boil."

The little girl smiled strangely and disappeared for a moment, while the group of half-dead people picked up the bones on the ground one after another, and slowly surrounded An Huan. An Huan's pupils suddenly shrank, dragging Ning Zhiyuan back a few Stepping forward, leaning Ning Zhiyuan against the corner of the wall, he also picked up a white bone, squatted halfway, and slowly ground it against a dark red stone slab soaked in blood.

The movement of the visitor was very mechanical and rigid, without consciousness, so he was cold-blooded.His eyes were glowing with green light, and he slowly approached here, with the bone in his hand raised high, in the best ambush state.

An Huan's blood also gradually became cold, and there was blood pooled on the ground. She poured it on the stone slab with her hands, and rubbed it lightly. The bone rubbed against the slate and the creepy sound was very uncomfortable.But she never stopped the movement of her hands, lowered her head, and let the viscous blood bloom at the tip of the white bone that was slowly becoming sharper, like a flower of evil blood.

"If I die, don't forget to avenge me." An Huan calmly said to Ning Zhiyuan.

"You can't die, run away, you can run away." His chest was pierced, his lungs were also pierced, Ning Zhiyuan had difficulty speaking, he leaned against the corner of the wall and gasped for breath.

"I can't escape." An Huan smiled lowly, vaguely remembering the bloodshed in the past.She bent her knees and waved her hands, flexed her muscles and slowly stood up.

(End of this chapter)