Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

An Xia, who was closed in the small black room, would be fine even if it was not covered by Mu Chenyuan.

After being locked for three days, she sat cross-legged, motionless and not afraid.

It's just a confinement with no food or drink, no big deal.

Meditate cross-legs, close your eyebrows and keep your energy consumption to a minimum, waiting for someone to come to your door.

At one o'clock in the morning, Ye Jing was sleeping soundly, An Xia opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and someone was coming.

She couldn't help it after being locked up for three days, and she looked down upon who.

He got up, stood in the corner by the door, moved his wrists, his eyes dimmed, and the cold color rose from the bottom of his heart, and finally focused on the eyes, the beautiful, narrow eyes flashed cold and swept across.

There were five footsteps, and they stopped at a distance of about three meters from the small black house, and a low voice came, melted into the cold wind and broke apart, and didn't know what was said.

There is a tinkling sound from the iron piece, which is the sound of the key.

Two minutes later, the four foot sounds were getting closer, one of which was the first.

"Click!"

The key opened the angle iron lock, and the iron door slowly opened. An Xia had cut off the chain end of the zipper of his clothes.

Up and down the whole body, only the iron chain head is most suitable as a weapon.

There was a place where the opened door was slanted by snow. Soon, as the iron door closed again, the dark room became heavy and dark again.

There is no light and no wind, and the air is filled with a rotten musty smell. The first smell is nauseating and scary.

"clatter……"

After the extremely bright and thin switching sound, a beam of light split the dark little black house in half, and the beam of light directly shone on the wall at the end of the little black house, and then refracted and expanded to both sides.

"What about people?"

The man holding a strong flashlight whispered, then, moving his body, his gaze swept behind him.

At this moment, all of a sudden, the cold hair stood up, and in the right corner behind him, there seemed to be a giant beast wrapped in murderous aura, with sharp fangs, staring at his neck and biting.

There was no time for him to react at all, and there was no time to remind the three companions who came in. The black shadow rushed in front of his eyes. The next second, there was a sharp pain in the neck, as if there was something sharp, but not particularly sharp. Neck...

Blood poured out, and the man staggered back.

He immediately covered his neck with his hand. This time, he saw clearly what the dark shadow was.

Not a beast, but a person.

A girl with beautiful features and cold blood-An Xia, she is An Xia!

The man's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Damn, she's hiding behind!"

Careless!

Unexpectedly, she was so good at hiding, hiding in the corner by the door, and let her hurt herself!

Fortunately, the thing in her hand is not a sharp tool, otherwise, she has fallen to the ground by now!

An Xia did not give the injured man a chance to retreat. She clenched the opponent's wrist to death with a cold face, twisted it hard, and the dagger in the man's hand fell into her hand amidst the muffled sound of pain.

Finally, he grabbed the flashlight in his hand, extinguished, smashed, and returned to the darkness.

With the dagger in hand, the chain head is put in the pocket, and it is saved for urgent use next time.

"Enclose her!"

There was a low drink, a little taut, and everyone stab An Xia.

They are not good at dark assassinations, otherwise they would not bring a flashlight in.

There is no light at the moment, four people

One to four, small meaning.

An Xia, who was in the darkness, held the dagger, and there was a cold smile in her eyes.

In the dark, she is the king!